THE horse's rescue. 2*29 



wreck. She was removed out of the highway and 

 we sailed on. In a short tinae the other's heart began 

 to thump, and he had to stop then. In this way, after 

 many days, he arrived home. This horse, before we 

 started, was quite a good farm horse. He can never 

 endure any more hard work. Beach went with me 

 on another trip a few years after, over this same road. 

 We got through better; we had learned by experi- 

 ence. I was obliged, with my small pony stallion, to 

 draw all of these wao^ons around over heavv hills to 

 market them. They were a hard-looking lot to sell. I 

 was obliged to trade and traffic some for cattle and 

 then sell them — horses the same ; no rest for me. 

 They did not shine quite so much as they did when I 

 started. A little varnish makes a vast difference, in 

 some folks' judgment, in many ways and about many 

 things. They will bite a shiny bait very quick. It 

 will attract their attention. My wagons looked like 

 second-hand. Well, they were, and I knew it; but I 

 had as good a right to sell second-hand wagons as 

 others for all I could get, and at it I went. After six 

 weeks hard work they were disposed of in many 

 ways. 



This mare's foot must be looked to to see what condi- 

 tion it is in. The boot is on and has been for six 

 weeks. She has been over her lameness for a long 

 time. She has run in the pasture. The first treat- 

 ment, when I put this boot on, is all she ever had to 

 her, and it has been six weeks. I am going to sail 

 this road over again. The last thing to be done, 

 always, with me, preparatory to a sail on land with 

 horses, is to prepare their feet all at one time ; no 



