The Idler Magazine, Volume III, April 1893

Idler Magazine, Volume III, April 1893, by Various

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Title: The Idler Magazine, Volume III, April 1893 An Illustrated Monthly
Author: Various
Release Date: July 24, 2007 [EBook #22130]
Language: English
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THE IDLER MAGAZINE. AN ILLUSTRATED MONTHLY.
April 1893.
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CONTENTS.
No. 1.--THE QUEEN'S ANIMALS. BY G. B. BURGIN AND E. M. JESSOP.
PEOPLE I HAVE NEVER MET. BY SCOTT RANKIN.
THE RECLAMATION OF JOE HOLLENDS. BY ROBERT BARR.
MY FIRST BOOK. DAWN. BY H. RIDER HAGGARD.
TOLD BY THE COLONEL. XII. THE CAT'S REVENGE. BY W. L. ALDEN.
"LIONS IN THEIR DENS." J. L. TOOLE. BY RAYMOND BLATHWAYT.
NOVEL NOTES. BY JEROME K. JEROME.
THE STORY OF AN HOUR. BY HILDA NEWMAN.
RUM PUNCH AT PODBURY'S. BY EDEN PHILLPOTTS.
THE IDLERS CLUB. "AWKWARD PREDICAMENTS."
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[Illustration: CHESTNUT CHARGER OF THE LATE EMPEROR FREDERIC OF GERMANY, AND "NINETTE," THE PRINCESS VICTORIA'S LITTLE WHITE DONKEY.]

[Illustration: ROYAL PETS.]
No. 1.--THE QUEEN'S ANIMALS.
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BY G. B. BURGIN AND E. M. JESSOP.
ILLUSTRATIONS BY E. M. JESSOP.
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The February wind blows keenly, as we lean from the window of our railway carriage, and watch dismantled house-boats, drawn up on the river bank just outside Windsor, being prepared for the forthcoming season. Some Eton boys--it is evidently a holiday--stand looking on with lively interest. Several people get out of the train, walk into the quaint old-fashioned street, and disappear. We follow them, charter a hansom, and are driven along a picturesque road in the direction of the late Prince Consort's Shaw Farm. This road is almost deserted, save for half-a-dozen cavalrymen who come riding down it, their brilliant red uniforms lighting up the dull air through which the sunlight vainly endeavours to struggle. Their horses are bespattered with mud; there is mud everywhere--a thick, glutinous mud; but when we enter the precincts of the Shaw Farm everything gives place to an ordered and dainty neatness which is thoroughly characteristic of the Royal domains.
We are received by Mr. W. Tait, the Queen's Land Steward at Windsor, whose handsome stalwart figure is so well known to all leading agriculturists, and conducted to a natty little office decorated with water-colour drawings of prize cattle, and various other reminiscences of past triumphs. Mr. Tait's drawing-room, in common with those of his confr��res at Windsor, is embellished by various signed portraits of Her Majesty and the Royal family.
From here, we cross the road and enter a stable where two beautiful old grey carriage horses are being prepared by one of the farm hands for our inspection, to a continuous accompaniment of sibilant ostler language. They have evidently been running wild in the park for some time; each white coat is stained with mud, and burrs stick tenaciously to their long tails. An attendant at the farm is rubbing them down, talking to them, and making them generally presentable. He is evidently on good terms with his charges, for one playfully nibbles his broad back, whilst the other tries to steal his red pocket-handkerchief. "Flora" and "Alma" were presented to Her Majesty by the late King Victor Emanuel of Italy. They are about fourteen hands high, tremendously powerful, and beautifully shaped. One of them has also been used to draw the Queen's chair about the grounds; but they are both now regarded as honoured pensioners, and do no work at all.
The kindliness and affection with which Her Majesty speaks of favourite animals in her various writings may well assure us that in the midst of state and family cares, manifold though they be, her old pets, even after death, are not forgotten. Of this we have evidence later on.
The next shed to that of the old greys is occupied by a magnificent chestnut charger over seventeen hands high, once the property of the late Emperor Frederic of Germany. In appearance, this charger is as fresh and vigorous as a horse of five. It was given by the Emperor to Prince Christian, who rode it for four years. The charger has a sprightly, though somewhat incongruous, companion in the shape of "Ninette," a little white donkey which was purchased at Grasse by Her Majesty, and presented to the Princess Victoria of Connaught, for whose use it is now being broken in. Directly the donkey is taken out of the stable for educational purposes, the charger becomes restless and unhappy, races round the paddock attached to