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Sometimes
on
a
Sunday
morning
a
party
of
fast
men
would
hire
the
cab
for
the
day
;
four
of
them
inside
and
another
with
the
driver
,
and
I
had
to
take
them
ten
or
fifteen
miles
out
into
the
country
,
and
back
again
;
never
would
any
of
them
get
down
to
walk
up
a
hill
,
let
it
be
ever
so
steep
,
or
the
day
ever
so
hot
—
unless
,
indeed
,
when
the
driver
was
afraid
I
should
not
manage
it
,
and
sometimes
I
was
so
fevered
and
worn
that
I
could
hardly
touch
my
food
.
How
I
used
to
long
for
the
nice
bran
mash
with
niter
in
it
that
Jerry
used
to
give
us
on
Saturday
nights
in
hot
weather
,
that
used
to
cool
us
down
and
make
us
so
comfortable
.
Then
we
had
two
nights
and
a
whole
day
for
unbroken
rest
,
and
on
Monday
morning
we
were
as
fresh
as
young
horses
again
;
but
here
there
was
no
rest
,
and
my
driver
was
just
as
hard
as
his
master
.
He
had
a
cruel
whip
with
something
so
sharp
at
the
end
that
it
sometimes
drew
blood
,
and
he
would
even
whip
me
under
the
belly
,
and
flip
the
lash
out
at
my
head
.
Indignities
like
these
took
the
heart
out
of
me
terribly
,
but
still
I
did
my
best
and
never
hung
back
;
for
,
as
poor
Ginger
said
,
it
was
no
use
;
men
are
the
strongest
.
My
life
was
now
so
utterly
wretched
that
I
wished
I
might
,
like
Ginger
,
drop
down
dead
at
my
work
and
be
out
of
my
misery
,
and
one
day
my
wish
very
nearly
came
to
pass
.
I
went
on
the
stand
at
eight
in
the
morning
,
and
had
done
a
good
share
of
work
,
when
we
had
to
take
a
fare
to
the
railway
.
A
long
train
was
just
expected
in
,
so
my
driver
pulled
up
at
the
back
of
some
of
the
outside
cabs
to
take
the
chance
of
a
return
fare
.
It
was
a
very
heavy
train
,
and
as
all
the
cabs
were
soon
engaged
ours
was
called
for
.
There
was
a
party
of
four
;
a
noisy
,
blustering
man
with
a
lady
,
a
little
boy
and
a
young
girl
,
and
a
great
deal
of
luggage
.
The
lady
and
the
boy
got
into
the
cab
,
and
while
the
man
ordered
about
the
luggage
the
young
girl
came
and
looked
at
me
.
“
Papa
,
”
she
said
,
“
I
am
sure
this
poor
horse
cannot
take
us
and
all
our
luggage
so
far
,
he
is
so
very
weak
and
worn
up
.
Do
look
at
him
.
”
“
Oh
!
he
’
s
all
right
,
miss
,
”
said
my
driver
,
“
he
’
s
strong
enough
.
”
The
porter
,
who
was
pulling
about
some
heavy
boxes
,
suggested
to
the
gentleman
,
as
there
was
so
much
luggage
,
whether
he
would
not
take
a
second
cab
.
“
Can
your
horse
do
it
,
or
can
’
t
he
?
”
said
the
blustering
man
.
“
Oh
!
he
can
do
it
all
right
,
sir
;
send
up
the
boxes
,
porter
;
he
could
take
more
than
that
;
”
and
he
helped
to
haul
up
a
box
so
heavy
that
I
could
feel
the
springs
go
down
.
“
Papa
,
papa
,
do
take
a
second
cab
,
”
said
the
young
girl
in
a
beseeching
tone
.
“
I
am
sure
we
are
wrong
,
I
am
sure
it
is
very
cruel
.
”
