THIRTEEN] SECURING OUR ALLIES 



these, a cousin of the celebrated Patchin, suddenly 

 stopped. The Bishop jumped from the sleigh and 

 could distinguish a short strip of Indian trail. 

 Bashaw followed it, and when his mate was in- 

 clined to turn out, he put his teeth into his neck and 

 forced him to obey. "When at last we reached 

 the Agency," says the Bishop, " Bashaw turned his 

 great eyes upon me, and said with a whinny as 

 plainly as with words, we are all right now, master. 

 He was my friend and companion for over fifty 

 thousand miles, always full of spirit, and gentle as 

 a girl. He saved my life many times when lost on 

 the prairies. In summer's heat and winter's storm 

 he was always patient, hopeful, cheerful, and loved 

 by every one that knew him." 



I can hardly refuse myself the pleasure of copi- 

 ous illustrations of the capacity of an honorably 

 treated horse to cooperate in many of the occupa- 

 tions and purposes of a country home. I have 

 known of more than one horse allowed to go on 

 errands which involved rational understanding. 

 One, a devotedly trusty animal, took its master's 

 children two miles to a school-house each morning, 

 and then returned to his home without accident or 

 loss of time. Being harnessed again at night, he 



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