Little Warhorse 
Doo opened the box and gently put the War- 
horse out. 
Grinning as he did so, he said: “Shure an’ 
it’s ould Oireland thot ’s proud to set the 
thirteen stars at liberty wance moore.” 
For a moment the Little Warhorse gazed in 
doubt, then took three or four long leaps and a 
spy-hop to get his bearings. Now spreading 
his national colors and his honor-marked 
ears, he bounded into his hard-won freedom, 
strong as ever, and melted into the night of 
his native plain. 
He has been seen many times in Kaskado, 
and there have been many Rabbit drives in 
that region, but he seems to know some means 
of baffling them now, for, in all the thousands 
that have been trapped and corralled, they 
have never since seen the star-spangled ears of 
Little Jack Warhorse. 
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