90 THE horse's rescue. 



wanted cured. My men I paid $2 per day. Customers 

 would not let them shoe their horses. They said they 

 could get their horses spoilt anywhere. No argument 

 could convince them I could not cure all of their 

 horses shoeing. Some I could cui-e, and had cured 

 The}^ all wanted it done, and wanted me to do it. My 

 God ! what a load on my poor back and head — nearly 

 all cripples. They were increasing on me. I dis- 

 charged my help to save money. They were of no 

 use to me. I did not want to earn all of the money 

 to pay them to sit and look at me work. The fact is, 

 I was obliged to lock m}^ shop and put curtains up at 

 the windows in order to go on with my work. They 

 kept up such a confusion I could not work. And yet 

 there was not much to be learned. It was their opin- 

 ions and beliefs and abuse. 



Let us see if we can go on with this work now. 

 This poor horse continues to fall asleep. We can't 

 pare his feet yet, he has had no rest. Some of the 

 pain has gone. We will have to let him soak and 

 sleep a while; we can't work on him 3'et. Some one 

 pounding on the door every half hour for admittance. 

 No admittance! I was alone in the shop. After I 

 had been annoyed awhile I paid no more attention to 

 i\ That set them howling. All I could do that day 

 w:is to wash Mike in warm water, keep his feet in the 

 tub, and let him sleep. A good night's rest will help 

 us both. In the shoo ao^ain in tlie raorninsf, Frank 

 can keep Mike's feet in the tub, while I shoe and fix 

 U!) other cripples. I must have money to keep the 

 wolf from the door. Let us pare an! cup out his 

 f j>ot. Let us cut the heels down half. Thev are 



