The Horse, as Comrade and Friend 



smell. Still do nothing. This is strange, and 

 the nose will be rubbed against you to wake 

 you up. Wake up, step to the shoulder, and 

 do a little pacifying back scratching, carry it 

 along the neck and up to the forelock and ear 

 again. You have got to have that ear and 

 both of them. Persevere, you will get them both. 



Use judgment in these matters. Don't risk 

 real annoyance. Go back to something else. 

 You will get your way in time, and the sooner 

 for not worrjdng him. Don't let any seance 

 be too long. Walk away from the horse and 

 sit dowTi. He will go and munch a bit of hay. 

 Leave him to it for a w^iile. Don't let there 

 be too much hay, and when he has finished it 

 he will move about and eventually come up 

 for some more conversation with you. 



Have a Uttle surprise for him. Although 

 he has been a wild horse at grass all his life, 

 he has had a bit of chop with oats, brought 

 to the field manger in winter time, and knows 

 what oats are. Have a few in a basket. My 

 hat, he says, this fellow who scratches my 

 back actually has OATS ! You wall rise in his 

 estimation one thousandfold on the spot. 



So you are a Scratcher and Master of Oats ! 

 And, from such a man, much can be endured. 

 You haven't got to the sugar stage yet, so for 

 a while keep oats in the sugar pocket. Scratch 

 the back ; go down to the chest ; go on to the 

 forearm ; scratch the knee, rub the cannon 



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