The Britons could not have succeeded in their most remarkable art, without the aid of these sensible and trusty animals.

The art I mean, is the construction and management of war-chariots or cars, for which they have ever been celebrated in history.

Each of the best sort of these chariots, not quite breast high in front, and open at the back, contained one man to drive, and two or three others to fight--all standing up.

The horses who drew them were so well trained, that they would tear, at full gallop, over the most stony ways, and even through the woods; dashing down their masters' enemies beneath their hoofs, and cutting them to pieces with the blades of swords, or scythes, which were fastened to the wheels, and stretched out beyond the car on each side, for that cruel purpose.

In a moment, while at full speed, the horses would stop, at the driver's command.