328 HORSE AND MAX. 



before I started for a lecture-tour in America. On 

 the return voyage, one of the fortunate passengers 

 who are never sea-sick, occupied a seat opposite mine 

 at table. We naturally became rather intimate, and I 

 very soon found out that he was specially interested 

 in horses. Being himself a sailor, he was not much 

 of a horseman, but was very fond of horses, and pro- 

 bably knew more of them than he would have done 

 if he had been brought up in a stable. 



Among other subjects of conversation was the 

 careless manner in which stables were built, and the 

 insufficient supply of fresh air. Now, as Faraday 

 has shown, the enormous lungs of a horse require 

 more air than would be sufficient for ten human 

 beings, and yet we find that almost all stables are 

 so close that a man feels half-stifled when he enters 

 them. 



I happened to mention the fact that the horses 

 which are owned by tlie North American Indians do 

 not know what a stable means, and even in the coldest 

 weather pass their whole lives in the open air, just 

 as they would do if they were wild (see Colonel 

 Dodge's account of the Indian's horse, quoted on pages 

 148 and 149). 



My naval friend then told me a curious adventure 

 which had just occurred to a horse which lie knew 

 well. 



