IN THE HIDING-SCHOOL. 51 



speed forth into space, and escape from the 

 hateful creature who jerks his head so cause- 

 lessly, making him sigh wearily for the days of 

 his unbroken colthood ? He could endure it 

 within doors, because he has noticed that his 

 tormentor gives place to another every hour, and 

 pain may be borne when it is not monotonous; 

 but he remembers that there is no limit to the 

 time during which one human being may impel 

 him along an open road, and he also remembers 

 some very pretty friskings, delightful to him- 

 self, but disconcerting to his rider, and he may 

 perform some of them. 



Even if he should, he would not unseat a rider 

 well accustomed to school work, but you ! You 

 actually rose in the saddle three times in succes- 

 sion, the other day, and where were your elbows 

 and where were your feet when you ceased ris- 

 ing, and long before your steady, quiet mount 

 understood that you desired him to walk ? 



Your master smiles indulgently when you 

 announce that this is your last practice lesson, 

 and says : " Very well, you shall ride Charlie, 

 to-day, at least for a little while, until some 

 others come in." He himself mounts, moves 



