¶ 2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 are livery turn-outs for hire, and about nineteen out of twenty of them are basket phaetons drawn by little ponies, many of the ponies are very small and all of them are hansome, the finest lot of ponies that I ever saw together.
¶ 3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 The market here is evidently stocked to meet the wants of the other ten thousand people who are expected because not more than the tenth part of them appear to find customers.
¶ 4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 0 The ponies are driven, by bright eyed young men and boys, sitting in the footmans seat behind, with long reins and long whip, and they more often go by hire on the full gallop than otherwise, the drivers racing with each other, and it is a partial advertisement too, for the same rigs frequently go by again on the return driven by some aspiring young tourist, galloping, who has been tempted by the dashing display.
¶ 5 Leave a comment on paragraph 5 0 They are cunning and pretty little carriages, many times we see ladies holding the reins. Along the sidewalks we are frequently accosted by the smiling drivers reaching out their whips to us appealing for a job. And if not accepted they may crack their whip like a pistol shot, at which the ponies will rear up proudly upon their hind legs then shoot off a gallop.
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We, the Castles and ourselves, have been to see the “Tiger, to Monaco. Here, in the station waiting room we find a crowd of elegantly attired people bound for the same destination as ourselves. They are the