HOW I CAME TO WRITE A BOOK 9 



make, and that is, it shall be candid, 

 even as against myself. 



My earliest recollection of anything 

 connected with horses was when, about 

 four years old, I used to ride four or 

 five broomsticks, and kept them all care- 

 fully tied up in the nursery, with suitable 

 names for each one. 



We worked thirty or forty cart-horses 

 on the farm, and I very soon got to know 

 them all by name, many of which I can 

 remember to this day, although my 

 father died and we left that farm when 

 I was seven years old. That was up on 

 the Lincolnshire Wolds, on the Brocklesby 

 estate of Lord Yarboro', in the good old 

 days when wheat made three, four, and 

 sometimes five pounds a quarter, and 

 wool fifty to seventy shillings per 

 tod. (Present prices : wheat twenty-five 

 shillings, and wool nineteen shillings.) 



