 Bite; and that Biters May Sometimes Be Bitten.

Mr. Bailey, Junior - for the sporting character, whilom of general utility at
Todgers's, had now regularly set up in life under that name, without troubling
himself to obtain from the legislature a direct licence in the form of a Private
Bill, which of all kinds and classes of bills is without exception the most
unreasonable in its charges - Mr. Bailey, Junior, just tall enough to be seen by
an inquiring eye, gazing indolently at society from beneath the apron of his
master's cab, drove slowly up and down Pall Mall about the hour of noon, in
waiting for his Governor. The horse of distinguished family, who had Capricorn
for his nephew, and Cauliflower for his brother, showed himself worthy of his
high relations by champing at the bit until his chest was white with foam, and
rearing like a horse in heraldry; the plated harness and the patent leather
glittered in the sun; pedestrians admired; Mr. Bailey was complacent, but
unmoved. He seemed to say, »A barrow, good people, a mere barrow; nothing to
what we could do, if we chose!« and on he went, squaring his short green arms
outside the apron, as if he were hooked on to it by his armpits.
    Mr. Bailey had a great opinion of brother to Cauliflower, and estimated his
powers highly. But he never told him so. On the contrary, it was his practice,
in driving that animal, to assail him with disrespectful, if not injurious,
expressions, as, »Ah! would you!« »Did you think it, then?« »Where are you going
to now?« »No you won't, my lad!« and similar fragmentary remarks. These being
usually accompanied by a jerk of the rein, or a crack of the whip, led to many
trials of strength between them, and to many contentions for the upper hand,
terminating, now and then, in china shops, and other unusual goals, as Mr.
Bailey had already hinted to his friend Poll Sweedlepipe.
    On the present occasion Mr. Bailey, being in spirits, was more than commonly
hard upon his charge; in consequence of which that fiery animal confined himself
almost entirely to his hind legs in displaying his paces, and constantly got
himself into positions with reference to the cabriolet that very much amazed the
passengers in the street. But Mr. Bailey, not at all disturbed, had still a
shower of pleasantries to bestow on any one who crossed his path:
