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She
was
nearly
out
of
her
mind
;
she
kept
saying
over
and
over
again
,
“
Oh
!
he
was
so
good
—
so
good
!
It
was
all
that
cursed
drink
;
why
will
they
sell
that
cursed
drink
?
Oh
Reuben
,
Reuben
!
”
So
she
went
on
till
after
he
was
buried
;
and
then
,
as
she
had
no
home
or
relations
,
she
,
with
her
six
little
children
,
was
obliged
once
more
to
leave
the
pleasant
home
by
the
tall
oak
-
trees
,
and
go
into
that
great
gloomy
Union
House
.
As
soon
as
my
knees
were
sufficiently
healed
I
was
turned
into
a
small
meadow
for
a
month
or
two
;
no
other
creature
was
there
;
and
though
I
enjoyed
the
liberty
and
the
sweet
grass
,
yet
I
had
been
so
long
used
to
society
that
I
felt
very
lonely
.
Ginger
and
I
had
become
fast
friends
,
and
now
I
missed
her
company
extremely
.
I
often
neighed
when
I
heard
horses
’
feet
passing
in
the
road
,
but
I
seldom
got
an
answer
;
till
one
morning
the
gate
was
opened
,
and
who
should
come
in
but
dear
old
Ginger
.
The
man
slipped
off
her
halter
,
and
left
her
there
.
With
a
joyful
whinny
I
trotted
up
to
her
;
we
were
both
glad
to
meet
,
but
I
soon
found
that
it
was
not
for
our
pleasure
that
she
was
brought
to
be
with
me
.
Her
story
would
be
too
long
to
tell
,
but
the
end
of
it
was
that
she
had
been
ruined
by
hard
riding
,
and
was
now
turned
off
to
see
what
rest
would
do
.
Lord
George
was
young
and
would
take
no
warning
;
he
was
a
hard
rider
,
and
would
hunt
whenever
he
could
get
the
chance
,
quite
careless
of
his
horse
.
Soon
after
I
left
the
stable
there
was
a
steeplechase
,
and
he
determined
to
ride
.
Though
the
groom
told
him
she
was
a
little
strained
,
and
was
not
fit
for
the
race
,
he
did
not
believe
it
,
and
on
the
day
of
the
race
urged
Ginger
to
keep
up
with
the
foremost
riders
.
With
her
high
spirit
,
she
strained
herself
to
the
utmost
;
she
came
in
with
the
first
three
horses
,
but
her
wind
was
touched
,
besides
which
he
was
too
heavy
for
her
,
and
her
back
was
strained
.
“
And
so
,
”
she
said
,
“
here
we
are
,
ruined
in
the
prime
of
our
youth
and
strength
,
you
by
a
drunkard
,
and
I
by
a
fool
;
it
is
very
hard
.
”
We
both
felt
in
ourselves
that
we
were
not
what
we
had
been
.
However
,
that
did
not
spoil
the
pleasure
we
had
in
each
other
’
s
company
;
we
did
not
gallop
about
as
we
once
did
,
but
we
used
to
feed
,
and
lie
down
together
,
and
stand
for
hours
under
one
of
the
shady
lime
-
trees
with
our
heads
close
to
each
other
;
and
so
we
passed
our
time
till
the
family
returned
from
town
.
One
day
we
saw
the
earl
come
into
the
meadow
,
and
York
was
with
him
.
Seeing
who
it
was
,
we
stood
still
under
our
lime
-
tree
,
and
let
them
come
up
to
us
.
They
examined
us
carefully
.
The
earl
seemed
much
annoyed
.
“
There
is
three
hundred
pounds
flung
away
for
no
earthly
use
,
”
said
he
;
“
but
what
I
care
most
for
is
that
these
horses
of
my
old
friend
,
who
thought
they
would
find
a
good
home
with
me
,
are
ruined
.
The
mare
shall
have
a
twelve
-
month
’
s
run
,
and
we
shall
see
what
that
will
do
for
her
;
but
the
black
one
,
he
must
be
sold
;
’
tis
a
great
pity
,
but
I
could
not
have
knees
like
these
in
my
stables
.
”
“
No
,
my
lord
,
of
course
not
,
”
said
York
;
“
but
he
might
get
a
place
where
appearance
is
not
of
much
consequence
,
and
still
be
well
treated
.
I
know
a
man
in
Bath
,
the
master
of
some
livery
stables
,
who
often
wants
a
good
horse
at
a
low
figure
;
I
know
he
looks
well
after
his
horses
.
The
inquest
cleared
the
horse
’
s
character
,
and
your
lordship
’
s
recommendation
,
or
mine
,
would
be
sufficient
warrant
for
him
.
”
“
You
had
better
write
to
him
,
York
.
I
should
be
more
particular
about
the
place
than
the
money
he
would
fetch
.
”
After
this
they
left
us
“
They
’
ll
soon
take
you
away
,
”
said
Ginger
,
“
and
I
shall
lose
the
only
friend
I
have
,
and
most
likely
we
shall
never
see
each
other
again
.
’
Tis
a
hard
world
!
”
