"
"Aye! aye! sur"--"tak them out--leave t' harness on, all but their
bridles"--to an old gray-headed hostler. "Whisp off their legs a bit; Ay
will be oot enoo!"
After as good a breakfast as fresh eggs, good country bread--worth ten
times the poor trash of city bakers--prime butter, cream, and a fat
steak could furnish, at a cheap rate, and with a civil and obliging
landlord, away we went again over the red-hills--an infernal ugly road,
sandy, and rough, and stony--for ten miles farther to New Prospect.
"Now you shall see some scenery worth looking at," said Harry, as we
started again, after watering the horses, and taking in a bag with a
peck of oats--"to feed at three o'clock, Frank, when we stop to grub,
which must do al fresco--" my friend explained--"for the landlord, who
kept the only tavern on the road, went West this summer, bit by the land
mania, and there is now no stopping place 'twixt this and Warwick,"
naming the village for which we were bound. "You got that beef boiled,
Tim?"
"Ay'd been a fouil else, and aye so often oop t' road too," answered he
with a grin, "and t' moostard is mixed, and t' pilot biscuit in, and a
good bit o' Cheshire cheese! wee's doo, Ay reckon.
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