OX was brought in from 

 pasture a week before 

 Anne returned from tbe 

 shore, so that the dear 

 old horse was the first thing 

 she saw on driving through the 

 home gateway. His eyes were bright, 

 his coat looked as glossy as good brush- 

 ing could make it, his hoofs were in fine 

 shape and nicely polished, his mane, 

 though rather short, was nicely combed, 

 and he wore a tan-coloured bridle with blue ear 

 knots, and the prettiest imaginable saddle with 



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