I.

Impatient to mount and ride.

_Longfellow_.

And you want to learn how to ride, Esmeralda?

Why? Because? Reason good and sufficient, Esmeralda; to require

anything more definite would be brutal, although an explanation

of your motives would render the task of directing you much

easier.

As you are an American, it is reasonable to presume that you

desire to learn quickly; as you are youthful, it is certain that

you earnestly wish to look pretty in the saddle, and as you are a

youthful American, there is not a shadow of a doubt that your

objections to authoritative teaching will be almost unconquerable,

and that you will insist upon being treated, from the very

beginning, as if your small head contained the knowledge of a

Hiram Woodruff or of an Archer. Perhaps you may find a teacher

who will comply with your wishes; who will be exceedingly

deferential to your little whims; will unhesitatingly accept your

report of your own sensations and your hypotheses as to their

cause; and, Esmeralda, when once your eyes behold that model man,

be content, and go and take lessons of another, for either he is

a pretentious humbug, careless of everything except his fees, or

he is an ignoramus.

It may not be necessary that you should be insulted or ridiculed

in order to become a rider, although there are girls who seem

utterly impervious by teaching by gentle methods. Is it not a

matter of tradition that Queen Victoria owes her regal carriage

to the rough drill-sergeant who, with no effect upon his pupil,

horrified her governess, and astonished her, by sharply saying:

"A pretty Queen you'll make with that dot-and-go-one gait!" Up

went the little chin, back went the shoulders, down went the

elbows, and, in her wrath, the little princess did precisely what

the old soldier had been striving to make her do; but his

delighted cry of "Just right!" was a surprise to her, inasmuch as

she had been conscious of no muscular effort whatsoever. From

that time forth, _incessit regina_.

You may not need such rough treatment, but it is necessary that

you should be corrected every moment and almost every second

until you learn to correct yourself, until every muscle in your

body becomes self-conscious, and until an improper position is

almost instantly felt as uncomfortable, and the teacher who does

not drill you steadily and continuously, permits you to fall into

bad habits.

If you were a German princess, Esmeralda, you would be compelled

to sit in the saddle for many an hour without touching the reins,

while your patient horse walked around a tan bark ring, and you

balanced yourself and straightened yourself, and adjusted arms,

shoulders, waist, knees and feet, under the orders of a drill-

sergeant, who might, indeed, sugar-coat his phrases with "Your

Highness," but whose intonations would say "You must," as plainly

as if he were drilling an awkward squad of peasant recruits. If

you were the daughter of a hundred earls, you would be mounted on

a Shetland pony and shaken into a good seat long before you

outgrew short frocks, and afterwards you would be trained by your

mother or older sisters, by the gentlemen of your family, or

perhaps, by some trusted old groom, or in a good London riding-

school, and, no matter who your instructor might be, you would be

compelled to be submissive and obedient.

But you object that you cannot afford to pay for very careful,

minute, and long-continued training; that you must content

yourself with such teaching as you can obtain by riding in a ring

under the charge of two or three masters, receiving such

instruction as they find time to give you while maintaining order

and looking after an indefinite number of other pupils. Your real

teacher in that case must be yourself, striving assiduously to

obey every order given to you, no matter whether it appears

unreasonable or seems, as the Concord young woman said, "in

accordance with the latest scientific developments and the

esoteric meaning of differentiated animal existences." That

sentence, by the way, silenced her master, and nearly caused him

to have a fit of illness from suppression of language, but

perhaps it might affect your teacher otherwise, and you would

better reserve it for that private mental rehearsal of your first

lesson which you will conduct in your maiden meditation.

You are your own best teacher, you understand, and you may be

encouraged to know that one of the foremost horsemen in the

country says: "I have had many teachers, but my best master was

here," touching his forehead. "Where do you ride, sir?" asked one

of his pupils, after vainly striving with reins and whip, knee,

heel and spur to execute a movement which the master had

compelled his horse to perform while apparently holding himself

as rigid as bronze. "I ride here, sir," was the grim answer, with

another tap on the forehead.

And first, Esmeralda, being feminine, you wish to know what you

are to wear.

Until you have taken at least ten lessons, it would be simply

foolishness for you to buy any special thing to wear, except a

plain flannel skirt, the material for which should not cost you

more than two dollars and a half. Harper's Bazar has published

two or three patterns, following which any dressmaker can make a

skirt quite good enough for the ring. A jersey, a Norfolk jacket,

a simple street jacket or even an ordinary basque waist; any small,

close-fitting hat, securely pinned to your hair, and very loose

gloves will complete a dress quite suitable for private lessons,

and not so expensive that you need grudge the swift destruction

certain to come to all equestrian costumes. Nothing is more

ludicrous than to see a rider clothed in a correct habit, properly

scant and unhemmed, to avoid all risks when taking fences and

hedges in a hunting country, with her chimney-pot hat and her own

gold-mounted crop, her knowing little riding-boots and buckskins,

with outfit enough for Baby Blake and Di Vernon and Lady Gay

Spanker, and to see that young woman dancing in the saddle, now

here and now there, pulling at the reins in a manner to make

a rocking-horse rear, and squealing tearfully and jerkily:

"Oh, ho-ho-oh, wh-h-hat m-m-makes h-h-him g-g-go s-s-s-so?"

If you think it possible that you may be easily discouraged, and

that your first appearance in the riding-school will be your

last, you need not buy any skirt, for you will find several in

the school dressing-room, and, for once, you may submit to

wearing a garment not your own. Shall you buy trousers or tights?

Wait till you decide to take lessons before buying either, first

to avoid unnecessary expense, and second, because until

experience shall show what kind of a horsewoman you are likely to

be, you cannot tell which will be the more suitable and

comfortable. Laced boots, a plain, dark underskirt, cut princess,

undergarments without a wrinkle, and no tight bands to compress

veins, or to restrain muscles by adding their resistance to the

force of gravitation make up the list of details to which you

must give your attention before leaving home. If you be addicted

to light gymnastics you will find it beneficial to practise a few

movements daily, both before taking your first lesson and as long

as you may continue to ride.

First--Hold your shoulders square and perfectly rigid, and turn

the head towards the right four times, and then to the left four

times.

Second--Bend the head four times to the right and four times to

the left.

Third--Bend the head four times to the back and four times to

the front. These exercises will enable you to look at anything

which may interest you, without distracting the attention of your

horse, as you might do if you moved your shoulders, and thus

disturbed your equilibrium on your back. Feeling the change, he

naturally supposes that you want something of him, and when you

become as sensitive as you should be, you will notice that at

such times he changes his gait perceptibly.

Fourth--Bend from the waist four times to the right, four to

the left, four times forward, and four times backward. These

movements will not only make the waist more flexible, but will

strengthen certain muscles of the leg.

Fifth--Execute any movement which experience has shown you will

square your shoulders and flatten your back most effectually.

Throw the hands backward until they touch one another, or bring

your elbows together behind you, if you can. Hold the arms close

to the side, the elbows against the waist, the forearm at right

angles with the arm, the fists clenched, with the little finger

down and the knuckles facing each other, and describe ellipses,

first with one shoulder, then with the other, then with both.

This movement is found in Mason's School Gymnastics, and is

prescribed by M. de Bussigny in his little manual for horsewomen,

and it will prove admirable in its effects. Stretch the arms at

full length above the head, the palms of the hands at front, the

thumbs touching one another, and then carry them straight outward

without bending the elbows, and bend them down, the palms still

in front, until the little finger touches the leg. This movement

is recommended by Mason and also by Blaikie, and as it is part of

the West Point "setting up" drill, it may be regarded as

considered on good authority to be efficacious in producing an

erect carriage. Stand as upright as you can, your arms against

your side, the forearm at right angles, as before, and jerk your

elbows downward four times.

Sixth--Sit down on the floor with your feet stretched straight

before you, and resting on their heels, and drop backward until

you are lying flat, then resume your first position, keeping your

arms and forearms at right angles during the whole exercise.

Still sitting, bend as far to the right as you can, then bend as

far as possible to the left, resuming a perfectly erect position

between the movements, and keeping your feet and legs still.

Rising, stand on your toes and let yourself down fifty times;

then stand on your heels, and raise and lower your toes fifty

times. The firmer you hold your arms and hands during these

movements, the better for you, Esmeralda, and for the horse who

will be your first victim.

Already one can seem to see him, poor, innocent beast, miserable

in the memories of an army of beginners, his mouth so accustomed

to being jerked in every direction, without anything in

particular being meant by it, that neither Arabia nor Mexico can

furnish a bit which would surprise him, or startle his four legs

from their propriety. No cow is more placid, no lamb more gentle;

he would not harm a tsetse fly or kick a snapping terrier. His

sole object in life is to keep himself and his rider out of

danger, and to betake himself to that part of the ring in which

the least labor should be expected of him. The tiny girls who

ride him call him "dear old Billy Buttons," or "darling Gypsy,"

or "nice Sir Archer." Heaven knows what he calls them in his

heart! Were he human, it would be something to be expressed by

dashes and "d's"; but, being a horse, he is silent, and shows his

feelings principally by heading for the mounting-stand whenever

he thinks that a pupil's hour is at an end.

Why that long face, Esmeralda? Must you do all those exercises?

Bless your innocent soul, no! Dress yourself and run away. The

exercises will be good for you, but they are not absolutely

necessary. Remember, however, that your best riding-school master

is behind your own pretty forehead, and that your brain can save

your muscles many a strain and many a pound of labor. And

remember, too, that, in riding, as in everything else, to him

that hath shall be given, and the harder and firmer your muscles

when you begin, the greater will be the benefit which you will

derive from your rides, and the more you will enjoy them. The

pale and weary invalid may gain flesh and color with every

lesson, but the bright and healthy pupil, whose muscles are

like iron, whose heart and lungs are in perfect order, can

ride for hours without weariness, and double her strength in

a comparatively short time.

But--Esmeralda, dear, before you go--whisper! Why do you want

to take riding lessons? Theodore asked you to go out with him

next Monday, and Nell said that she would lend you her habit, and

you thought that you would take three lessons and learn to ride?

There, go and dress, child; go and dress!