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I
admit
they
do
sometimes
come
too
close
to
be
pleasant
,
but
we
don
’
t
run
away
;
we
are
used
to
it
,
and
understand
it
,
and
if
we
never
had
blinkers
put
on
we
should
never
want
them
;
we
should
see
what
was
there
,
and
know
what
was
what
,
and
be
much
less
frightened
than
by
only
seeing
bits
of
things
that
we
can
’
t
understand
.
Of
course
there
may
be
some
nervous
horses
who
have
been
hurt
or
frightened
when
they
were
young
,
who
may
be
the
better
for
them
;
but
as
I
never
was
nervous
,
I
can
’
t
judge
.
”
“
I
consider
,
”
said
Sir
Oliver
,
“
that
blinkers
are
dangerous
things
in
the
night
;
we
horses
can
see
much
better
in
the
dark
than
men
can
,
and
many
an
accident
would
never
have
happened
if
horses
might
have
had
the
full
use
of
their
eyes
.
Some
years
ago
,
I
remember
,
there
was
a
hearse
with
two
horses
returning
one
dark
night
,
and
just
by
Farmer
Sparrow
’
s
house
,
where
the
pond
is
close
to
the
road
,
the
wheels
went
too
near
the
edge
,
and
the
hearse
was
overturned
into
the
water
;
both
the
horses
were
drowned
,
and
the
driver
hardly
escaped
.
Of
course
after
this
accident
a
stout
white
rail
was
put
up
that
might
be
easily
seen
,
but
if
those
horses
had
not
been
partly
blinded
,
they
would
of
themselves
have
kept
further
from
the
edge
,
and
no
accident
would
have
happened
.
When
our
master
’
s
carriage
was
overturned
,
before
you
came
here
,
it
was
said
that
if
the
lamp
on
the
left
side
had
not
gone
out
,
John
would
have
seen
the
great
hole
that
the
road
-
makers
had
left
;
and
so
he
might
,
but
if
old
Colin
had
not
had
blinkers
on
he
would
have
seen
it
,
lamp
or
no
lamp
,
for
he
was
far
too
knowing
an
old
horse
to
run
into
danger
As
it
was
,
he
was
very
much
hurt
,
the
carriage
was
broken
,
and
how
John
escaped
nobody
knew
.
”
“
I
should
say
,
”
said
Ginger
,
curling
her
nostril
,
“
that
these
men
,
who
are
so
wise
,
had
better
give
orders
that
in
the
future
all
foals
should
be
born
with
their
eyes
set
just
in
the
middle
of
their
foreheads
,
instead
of
on
the
side
;
they
always
think
they
can
improve
upon
nature
and
mend
what
God
has
made
.
”
Things
were
getting
rather
sore
again
,
when
Merrylegs
held
up
his
knowing
little
face
and
said
,
“
I
’
ll
tell
you
a
secret
:
I
believe
John
does
not
approve
of
blinkers
;
I
heard
him
talking
with
master
about
it
one
day
.
The
master
said
that
’
if
horses
had
been
used
to
them
,
it
might
be
dangerous
in
some
cases
to
leave
them
off
’
;
and
John
said
he
thought
it
would
be
a
good
thing
if
all
colts
were
broken
in
without
blinkers
,
as
was
the
case
in
some
foreign
countries
.
So
let
us
cheer
up
,
and
have
a
run
to
the
other
end
of
the
orchard
;
I
believe
the
wind
has
blown
down
some
apples
,
and
we
might
just
as
well
eat
them
as
the
slugs
.
”
Merrylegs
could
not
be
resisted
,
so
we
broke
off
our
long
conversation
,
and
got
up
our
spirits
by
munching
some
very
sweet
apples
which
lay
scattered
on
the
grass
.
The
longer
I
lived
at
Birtwick
the
more
proud
and
happy
I
felt
at
having
such
a
place
.
Our
master
and
mistress
were
respected
and
beloved
by
all
who
knew
them
;
they
were
good
and
kind
to
everybody
and
everything
;
not
only
men
and
women
,
but
horses
and
donkeys
,
dogs
and
cats
,
cattle
and
birds
;
there
was
no
oppressed
or
ill
-
used
creature
that
had
not
a
friend
in
them
,
and
their
servants
took
the
same
tone
.
If
any
of
the
village
children
were
known
to
treat
any
creature
cruelly
they
soon
heard
about
it
from
the
Hall
.
The
squire
and
Farmer
Grey
had
worked
together
,
as
they
said
,
for
more
than
twenty
years
to
get
check
-
reins
on
the
cart
-
horses
done
away
with
,
and
in
our
parts
you
seldom
saw
them
;
and
sometimes
,
if
mistress
met
a
heavily
laden
horse
with
his
head
strained
up
she
would
stop
the
carriage
and
get
out
,
and
reason
with
the
driver
in
her
sweet
serious
voice
,
and
try
to
show
him
how
foolish
and
cruel
it
was
.
I
don
’
t
think
any
man
could
withstand
our
mistress
.
I
wish
all
ladies
were
like
her
.
Our
master
,
too
,
used
to
come
down
very
heavy
sometimes
.
I
remember
he
was
riding
me
toward
home
one
morning
when
we
saw
a
powerful
man
driving
toward
us
in
a
light
pony
chaise
,
with
a
beautiful
little
bay
pony
,
with
slender
legs
and
a
high
-
bred
sensitive
head
and
face
.
Just
as
he
came
to
the
park
gates
the
little
thing
turned
toward
them
;
the
man
,
without
word
or
warning
,
wrenched
the
creature
’
s
head
round
with
such
a
force
and
suddenness
that
he
nearly
threw
it
on
its
haunches
.
Recovering
itself
it
was
going
on
,
when
he
began
to
lash
it
furiously
.
The
pony
plunged
forward
,
but
the
strong
,
heavy
hand
held
the
pretty
creature
back
with
force
almost
enough
to
break
its
jaw
,
while
the
whip
still
cut
into
him
.
It
was
a
dreadful
sight
to
me
,
for
I
knew
what
fearful
pain
it
gave
that
delicate
little
mouth
;
but
master
gave
me
the
word
,
and
we
were
up
with
him
in
a
second
.
