102 THE HORSES RESCUE. 



We can see from my shop. This is a good time to 

 trace cause to effect. They are cutting his heels down. 

 That is right so far. but they have left the toe at least 

 one inch too long. They have got his shoes patterned 

 after Mike's as near as they can. He is coming out 

 of the shop. He has to be pulled out, for he can 

 hardly move. What is his condition now? He is 

 thrown back off his base the furthest I ever saw. Let 

 them work ; it's no use to say anything to them; it 

 would only set them to bawling. The crowd gathers 

 around this horse. All talk ; no one knows what ails 

 this poor horse. The owner looks rather worried. 

 His horse is in a worse condition now than ever, he is 

 braced out so bad that his back sinks down. If you 

 should get on him he could not hold your weight. He 

 can hardly move This horse stand now on the oppo- 

 site side of the street from Mr. Brees's shop. It is no 

 use to talk to them. They all fight me. Let us walk 

 away. We will watch that horse and see where his 

 suffering ends. I have many horses to look to. They 

 need my care. I can't relieve them all, but I will do 

 all I can. I work for the horse, not the man. I 

 nearly always had from one to four horses in my barn. 

 Some my own; some belonging to others; and which 

 I was caring for in different stables, and my shop was 

 to be kept up. I had almost a night and day business 

 to watch the changes and effects in all stages I was 

 determined to get master of this complicated business. 

 I was sure there was a way out, and I would find it, 

 let it cost what it might. It is morning again. While 

 going to my shop I passed the place where^we left the 

 buckskin horse. He was about two rods from where 



