two miles; the state he rode in was a perfect Don Quixotism, being

a mixture of pomp and poverty. His habit was very proper for a

merry-andrew, being a dirty calico, with hanging sleeves, tassels,

and cuts and slashes almost on every side: it covered a taffety

vest, so greasy as to testify that his honour must be a most

exquisite sloven. His horse was a poor, starved, hobbling

creature, and two slaves followed him on foot to drive the poor

creature along; he had a whip in his hand, and he belaboured the