The only bait they get is five minutes' breathing time, and a great bucket of water, which they seem to relish as much as if it were a magnum of iced champagne.

The avenue before us leads into Geneseo, the place of our destination, where my kind friend, Mr.Wadsworth, was waiting to welcome us to his charming little country-place, situated just outside the village.

'And what a beautiful place is this same Geneseo! But, for the present, we must discharge our faithful greys--see our new friends, old and young--enjoy a better bait than our nags did at the half-way house, indulge in the fragrant Havana, and retire to roost.
To-morrow we will talk of the scenery.
FOOTNOTES: [Footnote E: As a similar expression occurs frequently in this work, the reader is requested to remember that it is a common custom in America to name a horse according to the time in which he can trot a mile.

The boy evidently had a visionary idea in his mind that the little hack he was asking permission to ride, had accomplished the feat of trotting a mile in two minutes and forty seconds.].