Thje Horse, as Comrade and Friend 



on — with pauses, because your yells tell him 

 his is a sinful act — until he gets near the mare. 

 She turns to move away, for, although she is 

 very fond of Sam, she is not quite certain 

 that, in this newness of things, he is to be 

 altogether reUed upon not to chase the foal. 

 As for the foal, he doesn't move ; but stands 

 on legs very wide apart, gazing fixedly at 

 Sam. He has seen this white dog in the 

 dreamland, and is not afraid ; but the trouble 

 is that Sam has not seen him ; hence the ex- 

 treme dehcacy of the situation. Sam sits 

 down, quivering with excitement, and gazes 

 equally fixedly at the foal. 



The foal is taking a particular interest in 

 Sam, especially since he sat down, and doesn't 

 move. But the mare continues to walk away, 

 expecting the foal to follow. As she sees he 

 doesn't, she neighs to him, and the foal turns 

 his head to look at her. Noting the growing 

 distance between himself and the commissariat, 

 the foal gives a leap, and starts after his mother 

 at full gallop. Too much for Sam ! who is up 

 and after the foal, not with the least evil intent, 

 but devoured with curiosity. The mare's 

 apprehensions are aroused, and, calHng the 

 foal loudly, she breaks into a canter. Now 

 these two act in perfect unison, and, without 

 the least hesitation on the part of the foal as to 

 the part he is to play, he races up to her far 

 shoulder and keeps his place there. The mare 



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