to drive up a flight of brownstone steps 

 on Fifth Avenue. There were places 

 between huge boulders where a swerve 

 of a foot to the right or to the left would 

 have sent us crashing into the unyield- 

 ing granite. 



When we got to the top there was 

 no place to rest only rock, rock every- 

 where. No water, no food for the ex- 

 hausted horses, nothing to do but to 

 push on to the bottom and such 

 going! Have you ever felt the shud- 

 dering of a wagon with brake hard on, 

 as it poised in air the instant before it 

 dropped a foot or two to the next level, 

 from hard rock to hard rock *? Have 

 you ever tried to keep four horses 

 away from under a wagon, and yet suf- 

 ficiently near it not to precipitate the 

 crash*? Have you ever at the same 

 time tried to keep them from falling 



