138 MY horse; my i.ove. 



ern towns. Here and there I have discovered a 

 horse with excellent blood lines, in the most obscure 

 places. Only the other day, in this almost deserted 

 village, I was attracted by the step and air of a 

 little black mare pulling a butcher's cart. Falling 

 into conversation with her owner, the butcher, I 

 took a quick mental survey of the mare, and was con- 

 vinced that she only needs proper training to do a 

 day's work at fast trotting, which means one hun- 

 dred miles in ten consecutive hours." 



Have you ever known a horse to make such time 

 as that? 



" Yes, I knew of one who had no special record, who 

 travelled one hundred miles in nine hours and forty- 

 five minutes. That is where the Arab will always 

 win over the English thoroughbred. The latter may 

 outrun the Arab, in the races for which he has been 

 trained, but when the thoroughbred begins to show 

 signs of fatigue the Arab is just 'getting down' to 

 work." 



I wonder did the butcher know what a prize he 

 possessed? 



''He seemed to have not the least idea of it, 

 although he said 'she was a good little mare,' but 

 he knew nothing of her ancestry. " 



The light harness-horse of America has a great 

 many admirers. 



" Yes, and deservedly so. When properly broken 

 and trained they make fine and valuable specimens 

 of equine beauty." 



Have they special blood-lines? 



" When carefully bred from thoroughbred sires 



