your three and sixpence per night for "keep," which in many cases pays tithe to ostler and helper, whilst you wonder that your horse does not carry three inches of fat upon his ribs, as well as eighteen stone of fat upon his back.

CASE IV.-(On record)-A. sends his horse to B.'s stables for sale by commission-B.'s groom takes the horse out occasionally to exercise. In one of these excursions the horse slips and grazes his knee, which A. declares to be very prejudicial to his value —Can A. recover ?

No-proper caution having been used by the groom-since more injury would have resulted to the horse from remaining too long confined in the stable-and therefore B. exercised a proper discretion in exercising the horse.

CASE V. (On record)—a horse in A.'s stables for the purpose of sale by commission-bites the horse in the next stallfrom bites they get to blows-and kicks-and the aggressor gets a broken leg. A. hearing a noise comes down from his snuggery up aloft, and finding the horse with a broken leg— shoots him.-Can the owner recover?

YES-since A. exercised an unwarranted act of ownership in shooting the horse. The law (God bless it!) knows no mercy and judges of facts, not feelings-for had A. let the horse die of his broken leg-the owner could not have recovered, unless he had specially forewarned A. that the horse was vicious.

CASE VI.-A. sends his horse to a repository for sale (or to a livery stable on livery), but for the better care and keeping of his nag-(such a beauty!)-he sends his groom also. The groom therefore takes charge of the animal, which in the night time, breaks loose and goes a roaming. In the course of his rambles he kicks a neighbour, who returns the compliment, and the end of the affair is, that A.'s horse is killed, and the other seriously injured. Can A. recover ?

No. The horse being under the charge of his own groom the stable keeper was thereby exonerated from all responsibility-and the owner is not only liable for his own losses, but also for the injuries sustained by the other horse which kicked his to death-A most delightful consummation!

CASE VII. Suppose the same case (VI.) varied inasmuch

as relates to the groom-that is, suppose that A. had not sent any groom. Could A. recover?

YES-unless the stable keeper could prove satisfactorily, and beyond the shadow of a doubt, that the horse was sufficiently secured, and that the accident arose from some cause which could not fairly have been foreseen. In fact, in such a case, the stable keeper could scarcely fight off his liability.

CASE VIII. Suppose that-Aldridge's, Dixon's, or any other large repository or livery stable were burned down, and all the horses consumed. Could the owners recover?

No-unless the fire could be proved to be intentional. If the Fire Office paid the insurance, the owners certainly could not recover by law;-If the Office did not pay-most probably the proprietor could not-Hiatus valde Deflendus!

CASE IX.-Suppose that B.'s stable fell in,-as was the case with Dickenson's on Christmas Day, 1841,-and A.'s horse was killed. Could A. recover?

YES-if the fall were occasioned by any defect in the building-which can be only determined by the evidence of surveyors, builders, and other competent witnesses;-but No, if it were the result of accident, such as the falling in of a public sewer, running under the building-a slipping of the clay foundation, or any other cause, which could not reasonably be foreseen, nor guarded against.

Having thus run through the only cases which at present occur to our Editorial foresight, we can only add that any new quandary" which may happen to any of our readers will be at any time readily elucidated by us as BAILEES WITHOUT REWARD.

QUIPS AND QUDDITIES.

When is a jockey not a jockey?

When he is a Riding in Yorkshire.

Which is the fittest carriage for a thief?

A German stohl wagon.

Why is a gambler the happiest man in the world?

Because he always finds a pair-o'-dice on earth.

Why did Adam, when alone, find the day very long?

Because it was all mourning without Eve.

Why do people who lose their money at Chester races particularly dislike one letter in the alphabet?

Because they think sorrowfully of the races, and "rue” D. (Rhoodee! rather too local that.)

"What pretty stories these are for a man to sport himself withal."-ATTERBURY. "We must not hope wholly to change their original tempers."-LOCKE.

already have perceived

that we are altogether free from vulgar prejudices.

In forcible illustration of this fact, we have determined to paint Continental Sports and Sportsmen in their true colours; and although foreseeing the full effect of this proceeding, -although well aware of the hornet's nest which we shall bring about our ears, from. the over-weening jealousy of those among our Readers, who have for ages been accustomed to regard the Englishman as THE

Sportsman of the world-" par excellence"-whilst all beside is "leather and prunella"-we have determined to persevere, and embalm this precious subject in the amber of our pages.

If we have a failing-it is Modesty. Therefore feeling diffident of our powers of description, we indited a despatch to our loving correspondent "Master Harry" at present resident in Paris-requesting him to furnish us with a full, true, and particular account of Gallic sports, and sportsmen. What a vile thing is jealousy! Hear his answer.

"Be assured, my dear friend, that notwithstanding all the balderdash that has been concocted on the subject of French Sporting,' there is no such thing extant. There is a sort of racing certainly, which is conducted by Englishmen ;-horses, trainers, grooms, and jocks, being chiefly, if not altogether English. Then what is left?-merely a stag-hunt with fat poodles, and French riders, and of such a caste that for the very best account of the run a French journalist would grudge a penny-a-liner two centimes. I speak not only from my own experience, but also from that of others who have lived in this country for years, and who are practically acquainted with everything in the way of sport. As for shooting, the barren moors of my own native county, Cornwall, would furnish a richer dish than the royal plains or forests of France!"

Who could have imagined this, after all the assurances which travellers have given us of the contrary-nay more, after all that our own eyes have made us bear witness to?

We ourselves have wandered listlessly through “La belle France." From the wide plains of Normandy to the sour wines and sweet vineyards of the sunny south,-all is familiar to us as a household thing;—and we indignantly repel that outpouring of national envy, and ill-natured spleen, which would insinuate that from Dan to Beersheba all is barren-that sporting is there an absolute nonentity-or that "le jeu ne vaut pas la chandelle."

What is sport, if there you have it not? Are there not plain and forest, lake and river, wood and water in abundance? "Yes, sir-but there is nothing in them, sir?"

How mean you-nothing? We assert-and we intend to prove the fact that there is more "sport" in them than many of our readers think.

What is the highest aim of the sportsman's ambition? is it

not sport? What is the object of his ardent-aye and often arduous pursuit? is it not game? Let those who long for either far away-go hunt the kangaroos and caffres at the Cape,

-for our own part we prefer hunting the Cape itself at any hostelry within easy distance of a crack pack of hounds,—or a good grouse ground, or a well-stocked trout stream.

But perhaps our wandering sportsmen may not admire the lions of the Cape, in which case they may broil their livers and bronze their skins in the horrid torrid east, where a man-eating tiger, or a hungry panther peeps at you through every bush, following your slightest movement with the eye of a gourmand cat watching the gambols of a peculiarly plump mouse.

Or should neither of these prove to their taste, let them hark away to the New World, where the snakes spring their rattles as frequently as formerly the ancient Charlies did in Piccadilly; and where a grizzly bear, or a wild Indian are the