The Horse, as Comrade and Friend 



horse, but it is an act of sheer idiotcy, if the 

 ruffian, who perpetrates it, desires the horse 

 afterwards to become his wilhng servant. 



It is somewhat remarkable that, although 

 the horse undoubtedly always connects you 

 with his fight and believes that it is your power 

 and strength which vanquishes him, he never 

 shows the shghtest trace of resentment, and 

 will always freely offer his leg to be strapped 

 up on the subsequent occasions. He is a 

 generous-hearted beast. 



When you have the horse lying down so 

 exhausted that he is lost to the world, then 

 arrives your great opportunity. Approach 

 him so that he can see you when you speak to 

 him. Kneel down slowly at his head, and say 

 to him all the kind and endearing things you 

 can think of. Rub his forehead and pass the 

 flat of your hand over his eyes, rub his nose, 

 his cheeks, and, if you have had previously 

 any difficulty with them, especially his ears. 

 Open his lips and play with them. Put your 

 hand through the bars of his mouth and touch 

 and handle his tongue. Nothing whatever 

 that you do to him will he resent. Massage 

 his head all over, talking to him all the while, 

 and when you have finished with his head rise 

 up very slowly and pass round to his back, 

 kneeling down again behind his mane. From 

 this new position massage his head once more, 

 still talking to him. Then take the neck, 



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