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Once I took him in hand myself, to try and give 

 him some Hnseed-oil and aloes. I got the kitchen 

 steps, and we put two twitches on him, one on his 

 nose, and the other on his ear. I got on the steps 

 with an apron on. I said to my two men : 



*' Now stick to him, and he must have it." 



I got one or two swallows down, but all at once 

 he turned nasty. I suppose it was the taste of the 

 bitter aloes that he did not like. He reared up, 

 knocked me, with the drenching-horn in my hand, and 

 the steps flying. Both my men bolted off and left 

 me in the corner of the box, the old horse runninof 

 round with the twitch on his nose, breaking the 

 windows and kicking like fury. I never was in a 

 greater fright in my life, and I dared not move. For 

 about five minutes he kept me a prisoner. At last 

 both twitches came off, and he stopped in his career. 

 Immediately I caught hold of his head, and tied him 

 up, and never tried any more experiments in giving 

 him physic. I used to put a pint or pint and a half 

 of linseed-oil in his bran mash, and he would eat it 

 up as if there was nothing there. He was a very 

 gross horse, and as he made a noise, we were 

 obliged to muzzle him and keep him short before 

 hunting. 



After I had hunted him three years, I saw a race 



