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After
looking
at
the
horse
he
turned
angrily
to
the
lad
.
“
How
many
times
shall
I
tell
you
not
to
drive
in
this
way
?
You
ruined
the
last
horse
and
broke
his
wind
,
and
you
are
going
to
ruin
this
in
the
same
way
.
If
you
were
not
my
own
son
I
would
dismiss
you
on
the
spot
;
it
is
a
disgrace
to
have
a
horse
brought
to
the
shop
in
a
condition
like
that
;
you
are
liable
to
be
taken
up
by
the
police
for
such
driving
,
and
if
you
are
you
need
not
look
to
me
for
bail
,
for
I
have
spoken
to
you
till
I
’
m
tired
;
you
must
look
out
for
yourself
.
”
During
this
speech
the
boy
had
stood
by
,
sullen
and
dogged
,
but
when
his
father
ceased
he
broke
out
angrily
.
It
wasn
’
t
his
fault
,
and
he
wouldn
’
t
take
the
blame
;
he
was
only
going
by
orders
all
the
time
.
“
You
always
say
,
’
Now
be
quick
;
now
look
sharp
!
’
and
when
I
go
to
the
houses
one
wants
a
leg
of
mutton
for
an
early
dinner
and
I
must
be
back
with
it
in
a
quarter
of
an
hour
;
another
cook
has
forgotten
to
order
the
beef
;
I
must
go
and
fetch
it
and
be
back
in
no
time
,
or
the
mistress
will
scold
;
and
the
housekeeper
says
they
have
company
coming
unexpectedly
and
must
have
some
chops
sent
up
directly
;
and
the
lady
at
No
.
4
,
in
the
Crescent
,
never
orders
her
dinner
till
the
meat
comes
in
for
lunch
,
and
it
’
s
nothing
but
hurry
,
hurry
,
all
the
time
.
If
the
gentry
would
think
of
what
they
want
,
and
order
their
meat
the
day
before
,
there
need
not
be
this
blow
up
!
”
“
I
wish
to
goodness
they
would
,
”
said
the
butcher
;
“
’
twould
save
me
a
wonderful
deal
of
harass
,
and
I
could
suit
my
customers
much
better
if
I
knew
beforehand
—
But
there
!
what
’
s
the
use
of
talking
—
who
ever
thinks
of
a
butcher
’
s
convenience
or
a
butcher
’
s
horse
!
Now
,
then
,
take
him
in
and
look
to
him
well
;
mind
,
he
does
not
go
out
again
to
-
day
,
and
if
anything
else
is
wanted
you
must
carry
it
yourself
in
the
basket
.
”
With
that
he
went
in
,
and
the
horse
was
led
away
.
But
all
boys
are
not
cruel
.
I
have
seen
some
as
fond
of
their
pony
or
donkey
as
if
it
had
been
a
favorite
dog
,
and
the
little
creatures
have
worked
away
as
cheerfully
and
willingly
for
their
young
drivers
as
I
work
for
Jerry
.
It
may
be
hard
work
sometimes
,
but
a
friend
’
s
hand
and
voice
make
it
easy
.
There
was
a
young
coster
-
boy
who
came
up
our
street
with
greens
and
potatoes
;
he
had
an
old
pony
,
not
very
handsome
,
but
the
cheerfullest
and
pluckiest
little
thing
I
ever
saw
,
and
to
see
how
fond
those
two
were
of
each
other
was
a
treat
.
The
pony
followed
his
master
like
a
dog
,
and
when
he
got
into
his
cart
would
trot
off
without
a
whip
or
a
word
,
and
rattle
down
the
street
as
merrily
as
if
he
had
come
out
of
the
queen
’
s
stables
.
Jerry
liked
the
boy
,
and
called
him
“
Prince
Charlie
”
,
for
he
said
he
would
make
a
king
of
drivers
some
day
.
There
was
an
old
man
,
too
,
who
used
to
come
up
our
street
with
a
little
coal
cart
;
he
wore
a
coal
-
heaver
’
s
hat
,
and
looked
rough
and
black
He
and
his
old
horse
used
to
plod
together
along
the
street
,
like
two
good
partners
who
understood
each
other
;
the
horse
would
stop
of
his
own
accord
at
the
doors
where
they
took
coal
of
him
;
he
used
to
keep
one
ear
bent
toward
his
master
.
The
old
man
’
s
cry
could
be
heard
up
the
street
long
before
he
came
near
.
I
never
knew
what
he
said
,
but
the
children
called
him
“
Old
Ba
-
a
-
ar
Hoo
”
,
for
it
sounded
like
that
.
Polly
took
her
coal
of
him
,
and
was
very
friendly
,
and
Jerry
said
it
was
a
comfort
to
think
how
happy
an
old
horse
might
be
in
a
poor
place
.
