296 THE HORSES RESCUE. 



a long talk with Howell Gerard in that city, the cele- 

 brated horse-shoer. I think he could have been 

 enlisted. He had a stable of horses of sixty, with 

 shoeing-shop connected. It was all rush headlong. 

 At that time their attention could not be attracted. 

 My time was mostly spent looking over this great field, 

 of slaughtering horses, and here they were, in the 

 wholesale business at that. They were killing them 

 so fast they had to have men employed to clear them 

 away as fast as they killed them. It is a sickening 

 sight to see two deformed horses suffering every step 

 they take, before a long, heavy car, full, inside and 

 out, of people, the whip playing on them nearly all the 

 time. Some, perhaps, are only going sixty rods ; and 

 what all this hurry and rush is for — what they are in 

 pursuit of that causes them to huriy so — I cannot 

 understand, unless they see a cent ahead. I suppose 

 they are afraid somebody will have a bigger pile when 

 they come to die than they. I can see no other excuse 

 they can give. It is a want of feeling, I suppose, for 

 the poor, suffering horse, or they could not do it. 



I returned to Lake Ridge again and oj>ened my shop. 

 I have not quit in this place yet. While working in 

 my shop a man from Ithaca drove up. He said he 

 bad two valuable horses ; they were both stiff ; one he 

 had with him. They were valued by him at about 

 seven liundred dollars. I think his name was How- 

 land. Ko matter. He asked me if I could cure them. 

 " Yes, I can if I can have them ; this one I can, I 

 know." He told me if I would come up to his place 

 and look at his horse he would pay my fare and give 

 me my dinner. " I think that would hardly pay," said 



