1 8 MY HORSE; MY LOVE 



' His nose will convince him of its harmlessness, when 

 eyes and ears fail.' 



How can he conquer his fear of wild beasts, even when 

 they are caged or tamed — he surely smells them ? 



' To his natural enemies, even in bondage — the lion and 

 tiger and other carnivorous animals — he manifests a strong 

 aversion ; but if his nose can be rubbed with something 

 from their cages, even the straw in which they lie, he will 

 no longer fear their terrible roar, and will pass them by in 

 lofty indifference. Whether the smell of the cage conveys 

 the idea of captivity it is hard to tell, but these are facts 

 easily proved.' 



Is it not wonderful how horses seem to enjoy the excite- 

 ment of battle ? 



'The horse hates blood, but rub it on his nose, as the 

 soldiers sometimes do before going into battle, and he will 

 no longer shun it. It is the unexpected and the iinsmelled, 

 that so scares even the most amiable animal. In his master 

 whom he loves he places wonderful and abiding con- 

 fidence, and appreciates the decision and determination, 

 coupled with kindness, that will finally conquer him. When 

 other efforts have failed, he will follow his example and will 

 take the plunge into deep water which he has refused, if his 

 master plunge in first, and will swim with him.' 



Ah, yes ! I have read many a traveller's tale, how he has 

 been saved from impending death through the simple 

 discretion, instinctive wisdom, and more than human 

 endurance of his horse. I am sure you must have had 

 many such experiences. 



' I will relate to you one, which seems even to me almost 

 incredible. Being wounded in battle, and falling from my 

 horse unconscious, the noble creature seized my clothing in 



