FOUXDER OF HIS RACE 27 



the top of the partition, it occurred to him he could use 

 the bit of iron to very good advantage. 



He laid his plans accordingly and bade Caesar be on 

 hand to see the fun. 



About midnight Ceph began to gnaw. 



Quick as wink True had the chain in his teeth and 

 over the wall it went — crack — right between Ceph's 

 floppy ears ! 



Such amazement there never was in any dull horse's 

 quiet, stupid mind ! He squealed and sprang one side, 

 startled into anger and affright. But when he recovered 

 himself all was still : no suspicious noises came from his 

 neighbor's stall. 



Caesar had been standing on his hind legs, peeping 

 through a hole in the partition and at sight of Ceph's 

 bewilderment, he rolled over in a paroxysm of mirth, as 

 if he did not have a bone in his body, while True stood 

 motionless, guarding their secret. 



Presently, very cautiously. Ceph began to gnaw again 

 on the wood of his manger. 



In his haste to give another lick. True nearly stepped 

 on the prostrate cat, but. holding his foot poised a mo- 

 ment, Caesar sprang lightly from under it just as a 

 mighty swing took the chain over the barrier. 



Ceph threw his head into the air, indignantly, but his 

 suspicions were unconfirmed the silence next door was 

 so intense ; then, to add to his perplexity, he heard Gip- 

 sey wake with a groan and a stamp. 



"Will we never get any rest!" she neighed, hope- 

 lessly. 



True whinneyed softly, over her side of his stable, to 

 be of good cheer, the worst was over. And afterwards 

 the least sound from Ceph brought a rattling of the 

 mysterious chain which had struck him so hard on the 

 head. 



