318 THE horse's rescue. 



Put me in motion ; if you have got eyes you can see 



I will have to step short and have a crippled, hobbling gait; 



When my feet are in this condition, my God ! how they ache. 



That causes great internal, unnatural fever and heat ; 



That causes my ankles to swell; it lias its rise from my feet. 



Tinker and toggle me up the very best way you can, 



Ko relief to me can come until you my feet expand, 



For the sole is raised up; all is out of harmony of action. 



I cannot move well; tliis is nearly all caused by contraction ; 



There is other causes connected with this corapHcated matter, 



But, with all, it relieves the most to make my feet flatter; 



That lets my weight go back on my base a great degree, 



And liberates the coffin-joint, and lets all go free. 



Th?n if you will just look at the tops of my double heels behind. 



And you find them even, you are ah right so far you find. 



Do not forget I have four feet that are of use to me ; 



They are, or can be, all affected the same, you can see. 



If the heels are not even at the top, they are not right you will find, 



Thai turns the toe in or out, I cannot travel in a straight line . 



If my ankles are thrown in from this cause, to travel it would be 



queer. 

 And not sore my cord badly, and not cause me to interfere. 

 You must look my feet aU over singly in order to see, 

 They may all be nearly right but one, and that badly be ; 

 And they may all be steering in opposite directions, so 

 I cannot trot, run, walk, it sores and hurts me, you ought to know. 

 Do, for my sake, look at my feet, crooked, many ways overrun, 

 All caused by shoeing and the awful botch work on me done. 

 There is a right way and wrong to do this, you ought to know ; 

 It must be done so all will work in harmon}^, or I cannot go. 

 To have my feet in pairs, traveling on opposite lines, 

 My weight all thrown off of balance, it is hard, I find. 

 My good G-od, creator of all that we can see and o{ me ; 

 I never can tell all of my suffering and how to get free. 

 You have power to all I see and behold to create ; 

 And now is there not some way better care of me to take? 

 This coniracticm throws two-thirds of my weight on my legs behind ; 

 And this is not all, it spavhis me and strains me across the loin, 

 And ih&t throws all internally out of order, too. 



