not a wink. I was hitting at the mosquitoes
all night, and am, you see, bitten like a roach notwithstanding."

{21a} The historian might have added to this description of Roman
carriages an allusion to the sumptuousness of Roman harness. Apuleius
informs us that "necklaces of gold and silver thread embroidered with
pearls encircled the necks of the horses; that the head-bands glittered
with gems; and the saddles, traces, and reins were cased in bright
ribbons."

{21b} Not always, on horseback: for while the knight, as his Latin
designation _eques_ implied, was always mounted on a charger, his lady
sometimes rode beside him on an ass:--

"A loyely ladie rode him faire beside,
Upon a lowly asse, more white than snow;
Yet she much whiter; but the same did hide
Under a vele, that wimpled was full low;
And over all a black stole did she throw:
As one that inly mourned so was she sad,
And heavie sate upon her palfrey slow."

{30} We do not remember to have seen it remarked that Shakspeare has
described all the good points of a horse, as well as (in the passage in
the text) every imaginable bad one. The horse of Adonis was

"Round-hoofed, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long,
Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide,
High crest, short ears, straight legs, and passing strong,
Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide."

{48} Riding as a Squire of Dames was occasionally a service of some
danger. The long hair-pins which the ladies wore in their capillary
towers were, as it appears from the following story, "as sharp as any
swords." "Pardon me, good signor Don Quixote," says the duenna Donna
Rodriguez to that unrivalled knight, "but as often as I call to mind my
unhappy spouse, my eyes are brim-full. With what stateliness did he use
to carry my lady behind him on a puissant mule, for in those days coaches
and side-saddles were not in fashion, and the ladies rode behind their
squires. On a certain day, at the entrance into St. James's Street in
Madrid, which is very narrow, a judge of one of the courts happened to be
coming out with two of his officers, and as soon as my good squire saw
him--so well-bred and punctilious was my husband--he turned his mule
about, as if he designed to wait upon him home. My lady, who was behind
him, said to him in a low voice, 'What are you doing, blockhead? am I not
here?' The Judge civilly stopp