prised my Master a great deal. But I tell j'ou, a horse has a 

 musical ear and can distinguish sounds and noises better than people 

 can. When I got so I could play real well and I saw how pleased 

 my Master was, I felt happy as a Cherub sitting on a cloud and 

 tickling Angels' toes. 



CHAPTER VI. 



fVorki/ig the Cash Register. 



When I had learned to play the chimes I had an ambition to 

 do something more difficult. Master brought home a National 

 Cash Register one day and set it down near me. I thought it 

 the most curious looking thing I had ever seen. I didn't have 

 much idea of its usefulness until I visited a big country fair and 

 saw different people operating cash registers and making change 

 for purchasers. I heard Master say: "I venture Trixie can work 

 a cash register as well as anybody." When I knew that he wanted 

 me to learn to make change from the cash register till, I was 

 skeptical of my ability to succeed. Master called me to him and 

 pointed to the register. Then he touched a key which rang a 

 bell and threw out the money drawer. In this drawer were bon- 

 bons. The drawer was closed and Master pressed my nose 

 against the key and the drawer flew open as the bell rang. I found 



more bonbons. Mas- 

 ter told me that he 

 would give me candy 

 as often as I could 

 open the cash regis- 

 ter. No bell-ringer 

 ever worked harder. 

 y\nd then he dropped 

 coins into the boxes 

 in the drawer. He 

 held \ip these coins 

 and pron o u n c e d 

 their names and told 

 me how to make 



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