THE HORSE S RESCUE. 



removed the cause. Thej had added more to it. 

 After a few months' standing that would be harder to 

 cure than at first. That horse was a livery horse. Pie 

 soon gave out. The hostler told me he w^as groaning 

 and thrashing all night and day. The hips were worn 

 through to the bone. I called in to see him every 

 day in hopes I might rescue him. The hostler called 

 to me, "Doan, Mike is gnawing his foot." Previous 

 to this I had moved up-town, got in a larger shop with 

 three fires in it, and had lectured on the horse in 

 front of Mr. Bennett's hotel, and exposed that butcher 

 called " doctor; " called a crowd while I was trying to 

 teach the people what the cause was of all their lame 

 and crippled horses. I was dragged out of the wagon 

 I was standing in by Robert Col well, the boss of the 

 towr. I stood just in the same place where that 

 slaughterer had lectured six weeks before. Pie took 

 some money away with him. He heard my lecture, 

 and sloped that night. 



This book is called the " Horse's Bescue." Let us 

 go on with this horse fight ; let us look after Mike. 

 While the hostler and I were looking at Mike's feet 

 Mr. Bennett's came in, and I called his attention to it. 

 Mike had gnawed his feet at the top of wall full of 

 holes, and his feet were raked all over with his teeth. 

 While we were talking, in came the shoer with apron 

 on. Then there was another row. Bennett said, 

 " Brees, what is the cause of this horse gnawing his 

 feet?"' 



" It is contraction." 



He was right Mr. Brees shod this horse from in- 

 structions this butcher had given him. It was not his 



