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She was also the most dehghtful hack that ever carried a 

 saddle. There were bolder-going cross-country horses and 

 faster, but none ever enjoyed the game better; and although 

 she was only fifteen and one half hands, and apparently not 

 up to my weight, I never fathomed her staying qualities. 

 I did not know as much about horses then as I do now, or 

 I never should have parted with her. Take my advice : if 

 you ever come across a horse that thoroughly suits you, let 

 neither love nor money take him from you. The chances 

 are one in a thousand you will ever find another. 



But what suits one person will not always suit another. 

 The man to whom I sold Brunett sold her back to me two 

 years later without expressing very deep regret. She went 

 to the Azore Islands for a gentleman's hack, and I have 

 been looking for another Brunett ever since. 



The pick of the stable, good, honest, and sound, 

 How eager she was at the note of a hound ! 



Again, the next best horse I ever owned was, without 

 doubt, the homeliest mare that ever graced the Genesee 

 Valley. She came so near to Brunett in disposition and 

 characteristics that I would have her. She is such a 

 homely horse that no one has ever asked the price of her. 

 She is now twenty-two or twenty-three years old, and has 

 for the last fifteen years been one of the family. Yet, old 

 as she is, none can outshine her, either on a short run or 

 in the lead tandem, where, to this day, she is very proud 

 of herself. A Kentucky negro, seeing her driven into 

 town one day, described her: "She ain't nothin' to look 



