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Now
if
any
one
wants
to
break
in
a
young
horse
well
,
that
is
the
way
.
My
master
often
drove
me
in
double
harness
with
my
mother
,
because
she
was
steady
and
could
teach
me
how
to
go
better
than
a
strange
horse
She
told
me
the
better
I
behaved
the
better
I
should
be
treated
,
and
that
it
was
wisest
always
to
do
my
best
to
please
my
master
;
“
but
,
”
said
she
,
“
there
are
a
great
many
kinds
of
men
;
there
are
good
thoughtful
men
like
our
master
,
that
any
horse
may
be
proud
to
serve
;
and
there
are
bad
,
cruel
men
,
who
never
ought
to
have
a
horse
or
dog
to
call
their
own
.
Besides
,
there
are
a
great
many
foolish
men
,
vain
,
ignorant
,
and
careless
,
who
never
trouble
themselves
to
think
;
these
spoil
more
horses
than
all
,
just
for
want
of
sense
;
they
don
’
t
mean
it
,
but
they
do
it
for
all
that
.
I
hope
you
will
fall
into
good
hands
;
but
a
horse
never
knows
who
may
buy
him
,
or
who
may
drive
him
;
it
is
all
a
chance
for
us
;
but
still
I
say
,
do
your
best
wherever
it
is
,
and
keep
up
your
good
name
.
”
At
this
time
I
used
to
stand
in
the
stable
and
my
coat
was
brushed
every
day
till
it
shone
like
a
rook
’
s
wing
.
It
was
early
in
May
,
when
there
came
a
man
from
Squire
Gordon
’
s
,
who
took
me
away
to
the
hall
.
My
master
said
,
“
Good
-
by
,
Darkie
;
be
a
good
horse
,
and
always
do
your
best
.
”
I
could
not
say
“
good
-
by
”
,
so
I
put
my
nose
into
his
hand
;
he
patted
me
kindly
,
and
I
left
my
first
home
.
As
I
lived
some
years
with
Squire
Gordon
,
I
may
as
well
tell
something
about
the
place
.
Squire
Gordon
’
s
park
skirted
the
village
of
Birtwick
.
It
was
entered
by
a
large
iron
gate
,
at
which
stood
the
first
lodge
,
and
then
you
trotted
along
on
a
smooth
road
between
clumps
of
large
old
trees
;
then
another
lodge
and
another
gate
,
which
brought
you
to
the
house
and
the
gardens
.
Beyond
this
lay
the
home
paddock
,
the
old
orchard
,
and
the
stables
.
There
was
accommodation
for
many
horses
and
carriages
;
but
I
need
only
describe
the
stable
into
which
I
was
taken
;
this
was
very
roomy
,
with
four
good
stalls
;
a
large
swinging
window
opened
into
the
yard
,
which
made
it
pleasant
and
airy
.
The
first
stall
was
a
large
square
one
,
shut
in
behind
with
a
wooden
gate
;
the
others
were
common
stalls
,
good
stalls
,
but
not
nearly
so
large
;
it
had
a
low
rack
for
hay
and
a
low
manger
for
corn
;
it
was
called
a
loose
box
,
because
the
horse
that
was
put
into
it
was
not
tied
up
,
but
left
loose
,
to
do
as
he
liked
.
It
is
a
great
thing
to
have
a
loose
box
.
Into
this
fine
box
the
groom
put
me
;
it
was
clean
,
sweet
,
and
airy
.
I
never
was
in
a
better
box
than
that
,
and
the
sides
were
not
so
high
but
that
I
could
see
all
that
went
on
through
the
iron
rails
that
were
at
the
top
.
He
gave
me
some
very
nice
oats
,
he
patted
me
,
spoke
kindly
,
and
then
went
away
.
When
I
had
eaten
my
corn
I
looked
round
.
In
the
stall
next
to
mine
stood
a
little
fat
gray
pony
,
with
a
thick
mane
and
tail
,
a
very
pretty
head
,
and
a
pert
little
nose
.
