820 THE horse's rescue. 



I am not of mneli use: I will have to come down you will find. 

 To be down in this way, sick, fearful pains to endure, 

 And breathe this pteneh; no bed, only stinking- maniire. 

 O my creato^r, God! this stench and carrion are enough to kill me; 

 If there was no other cause, this heat is taking my hair o£E, don't you 

 see ? 



my creator and father God J this I do not comprehend, 

 That we have such a life of pain and suffering to spend. 

 Sure you could not, creating us, made such a mistake 

 That we cannot eat, drink, walk, stand ; no comfort take. 

 We can neither go up hill without hurting ; the same down. 



It hurts us very bad to rise on our feet ; the same to turn around 

 It hurts me so it causes me to raise my hind legs high. 

 And I cannot help it, ray forward legs I can't bend if I try. 



1 am all pinched, bound, and murdered with contraction, 



And I have no control of myself, and I suffer; I have no action j 



I eiumot back without almost killing me dead. 



And it hurts me the same, from the same cause to go ahead. 



Sometimes I am divided against myself, you can easy see ; 



If I am all right on my forward feet, divided I shall be 



Unless my hind feet are all in harmony at the same time. 



All true should be toes, of equal length, and all travel on a straight 

 line. 



How can I travel divided against myself, all out of harmony, too? 



You can see, reverse it, it is all the same, no good can it do ; 



To fix me all right, my feet at the same time must be in harmony of 

 action. 



And to do this you must remove all leverage, run-over feet, and con- 

 traction. 



That will let my weight all go back on its base you will find ; 



That will equalize my weight, balance me at the same time: 



Poise me on my equilibrium in the center ; I mean to be understood. 



Unless you understand this, to work on me you are no good ; 



You will be throwing me off my base in many different ways. 



And in this suffering condition I shall have to be all of my days. 



No more blisters, seatons, rowels, burning, liniment do I want arcund 

 me, 



The whole trouble is removed by working on my feet ; you ean see 



My suffering is great, and I am deformed enough already now, 



