170 THE horse's rescue. 



ttey did what kind of an appearance 1 made. I knew 

 what I was trying to do, and they did not. I well 

 knew what thej would be, some of them, after pay 

 da3^ They could wheel brick after others liad made 

 them by having a man to superintend the work. 



This mare for four months after this was not mucli 

 seen in the streets in the day time, not that I cared for 

 what I was surrounded with, but I had to work in my 

 shop during the day to get money to live on, and work 

 on the horse nights. I do not wish you to understand 

 I did not sleep any. My rest was not long at one 

 time. My mind was so fixed on this job I could not 

 sleep much. All hands were watching this old mare, 

 and I could not tell how it was coming out myself. 

 This last spread let up on the mare, and she stood her 

 fore legs back of straight. She was lame on one foot 

 the same, and al)out the same length of time. After 

 having got this mare on her base, reader, it will be well 

 to look her over and see the condition her shoulders 

 are in. They look enlarged around and at the point of 

 the shoulder, caused by the shoulders being shrunken 

 above. Let us look and see if her shoulders are al?ke. 

 The side that she was lame on when I bought her, and 

 lame ever}'' time I spread her foot, is many degrees the 

 worst. She is crooked. 



Header, do you want me to tell you my thoughts 

 when I first saw this? I had not seen it before, as the 

 deformity did not show until I got her well back on 

 her base. I knew her shoulders were deformed, but I 

 did not think one side was so much worse than the 

 other. I said to myself — for I was alone — " The cake 

 is all dough ; these shoulders will never be mates, that 



