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The next--whether before or after the first in time, it suits me to
speak of him in second place--was the man who was the potential
ancestor of the whole Ritterschaft, Chivalry, and knightly caste of
Europe; the man who first, finding a foal upon the steppe, deserted
by its dam, brought it home, and reared it; and then bethought him
of the happy notion of making it draw--presumably by its tail--a
fashion which endured long in Ireland, and had to be forbidden by
law, I think as late as the sixteenth century. A great aristocrat
must that man have become. A greater still he who first substituted
the bit for the halter. A greater still he who first thought of
wheels. A greater still he who conceived the yoke and pole for
bearing up his chariot; for that same yoke, and pole, and chariot,
became the peculiar instrument of conquerors like him who mightily
oppressed the children of Israel, for he had nine hundred chariots
of iron. Egyptians, Syrians, Assyrians, Greeks, Romans--none of
them improved on the form of the conquering biga, till it was given
up by a race who preferred a pair of shafts to their carts, and who
had learnt to ride instead of drive. A great aristocrat, again,
must he have been among those latter races who first conceived the
notion of getting on his horse's back, accommodating his motions to
the beast's, and becoming a centaur, half-man, half-horse. That
invention must have tended, in the first instance, as surely toward
democracy as did the invention of firearms. A tribe of riders must
have been always, more or less, equal and free. Equal because a man
on a horse would feel himself a man indeed; because the art of
riding called out an independence, a self-help, a skill, a
consciousness of power, a personal pride and vanity, which would
defy slavery. Free, because a tribe of riders might be defeated,
exterminated, but never enchained. They could never become gleboe
adscripti, bound to the soil, as long as they could take horse and
saddle, and away. History gives us more than one glimpse of such
tribes--the scourge and terror of the non-riding races with whom
they came in contact. Some, doubtless, remember how in the wars
between Alfred and the Danes, "the army" (the Scandinavian invaders)
again and again horse themselves, steal away by night from the Saxon
infantry, and ride over the land (whether in England or in France),
"doing unspeakable evil." To that special instinct of horsemanship,
which still distinguishes their descendants, we may attribute mainly
the Scandinavian settlement of the north and east of England. Some,
too, may recollect the sketch of the primeval Hun, as he first
appeared to the astonished and disgusted old Roman soldier Ammianus
Marcellinus; the visages "more like cakes than faces;" the "figures
like those which are hewn out with an axe on the poles at bridge-ends;"
the rat-skin coats, which they wore till they rotted off
their limbs; their steaks of meat cooked between the saddle and the
thigh; the little horses on which "they eat and drink, buy and sell,
and sleep lying forward along his narrow neck, and indulging in
every variety of dream." And over and above, and more important
politically, the common councils "held on horseback, under the
authority of no king, but content with the irregular government of
nobles, under whose leading they force their way through all
obstacles." A race--like those Cossacks who are probably their
lineal descendants--to be feared, to be hired, to be petted, but not
to be conquered.
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