"MRS. WHYTE-MELVILLE'S CARRIAGE STOPS THE WAY!"
[TO THE EDITOR OP THE " SPECTATOR.")
SIR,—Your article on " Our Friend the Horse," alluding as it does to our great sportsman-author Whyte-Melville, reminds me of a story he used to tell concerning horse sagacity which may amuse your readers. On one occasion the hunter upon which lie had depended for his last hunt of the season. failed him the morning of the hunt. Determined not to be disappointed of his hunt as well as of his hunter, he ordered one of his wife's carriage-horses to be broiight as a substitute. The carriage- horse floundered in the first ditch, and neither threats nor flattery on Whyte-Melville's part could persuade him to move. At last a happy thought struck Whyte-Melville, and he shouted out in !stentorian tones: " Mrs. Whyte-Melville's carriage stops the way! " Whereupon the old horse cocked his ears, got lip, trotted gaily onwards, and performed his amateur duties during the rest of the day entirely to his rider's satisfaction.—I am,
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