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mare that ought to fill the bill. She is as quiet 
as a kitten, can run like a deer, and jump like 
a kangaroo. My sister has ridden her for four 
months, and she is not speaking to me now. If 
you don’t like her, send her back.” 
But I did like her, and I sent, instead, a con- 
siderable check. The mare was a bright bay 
with a white star on her forehead and white 
stockings on her hind feet, stood fifteen hands 
‘three inches, weighed 980 pounds, and looked 
almost too light built; but when we noted the 
deep chest, strong loins, thin legs, and marvellous 
thighs, we were free to admit that force and en- 
durance were promised. Jane was delighted. 
«Dad, if I live to be a hundred years old, I 
will never forget this day. She’s the sweetest 
horse that ever lived. I must find a nice name 
for her, and to-morrow we will take our first 
ride, you and Tom and Aloha and I—~yes, 
that’s her name.” 
We did ride the next day, and many days 
thereafter; and Aloha proved all and more than 
the Kentuckian had promised. 
