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often the ease, in arrears with my lessons. my father, by way of punishing me, declared that I should not go to the races; and fearing that he might be induced to break his determination, lent my pony Tom, to a friend of his for that day. My vexation was very great at not knowing where to get a horse, and I happened to mention my difficulty to Dr. O'Meara, who told Napoleon; and my delight may be conceived when, a short time after all our party had left the Briars for Deadwood, I perceived the doctor winding down the mountain path which led to our house, followed by a slave leading a superb grey horse called "Mameluke," with a lady's side-saddle and housings of crimson velvet embroidered with gold. Dr. O'Meara said that on telling the emperor of my distress, he desired the quietest horse in his stable to be immediately prepared for my use. This simply good-natured act of the emperor occasioned no small disturbance