Why, we begin as soon as we can stand on a horse's back." "Oh, I don't mean to ride standing.

I want to sit a horse, rearing, or plunging, or blundering over rough ground." "What will you stand ?" "A sovereign." The clown dived into the public-house, and told a dark seedy man, with his black hair plastered and rolled effeminately, that he had got a bloke who would stand a quid for a mount.

The two came out, and the plastered Italian went to the stables: the melancholy punster conducted Henry into the arena, and stood beside him like Patience on a monument.
Presently a quiet mare ran in, and stuck.
Henry was mounted, and cantered her round, the two men instinctively following in a smaller circle, with jaws as long as your arm.
"This is delightful," said Henry; "but I might as well be sitting in a chair.

What I want is a Prancer." Then they brought him another horse, just as docile as the mare.

The obedient creature, at a signal, reared suddenly, and seated Mr.Little on the sawdust behind him.