A Michaelmas Meeting
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE was so bad a horseman, that when mounted he
generally attracted unfavorable notice. On a certain occasion he was
riding along a turnpike road, in the county of Durham, when he was met
by a wag, who, mistaking his man, thought the rider a good subject for
sport. I say, young man, cried the rustic, did you see a tailor on
the road?--Yes, I did; and he told me that, if I went a little
further, I should meet a goose.