Wouldn't live be dull if we never learned anything new! This is a play on this English poem.
Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross To see a fine lady upon a white horse With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes She shall have music wherever she goes
Chris and Doug are busily scanning several hundred postcards that Doug's grandmother, Carye Coulter, had saved. This one was sent to Doug's grandfather, Charles Richard (Dick) Coulter, by Carye's sister, Emma.