tcr Nvovikl push thcni forxvard to the xvorUl just as he docs me. 

 Hut then, they must live accordiii^^ to their understanding. 



CHAPTER IX. 



My Message to the World. 



The great mistake animals often make is in not heeding their 

 master, particularly when the master is good and kind 1 like to 

 tease and torment mv Master just the same as children like to tease 

 their parents, but 1 always make up for it by showing my Master 

 hou- much I love him. blaster has great confidence in me, and i 

 am doubly cautious not to do anything to lose his conhdence. 



One day when he had hitched me to his carriage he said: 

 "Trixie I don't think it's necessary to hamper you with lines to 

 guide you. You know left from right and right from wrong. _ i 

 ^^■\\\ drive you by the motion of my hand just as I would point 

 the way to a stranger inquiring for direction. 1 nodded All 

 rieht " We soon understood each other and I went fast, slow, to 

 right' or left and stood still when he said "Whoa!" Master was 

 proud of me and I was pleased, oh! so pleased. And when the 

 bands were playing and Master wanted to show me off 1 stepped 

 hi-h and marked time and did almost everything graceful except 

 the skirt dance. No high-bred Arabian ever xvalked more majestic 



than I. Everybody 



was watching when 



I moved. I was the 



cynosure of all eyes. 

 Master taught me 



to rear up and walk 



on my hind feet, to 



sit in a chair, to do 



contortion stunts, — 



such as placing my 



front leg over my 



head, to stand upon 



my head, to walk 



lame and to imitate 



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