The Horse, as Comrade and Friend 



time to the identical spot. A few more of 

 its own kicks awoke the foal, but it still lay- 

 lazily with its eyes only beginning to open. 

 Then suddenly it put up its head and caught 

 sight of me. To my exceeding joy it wasn't 

 a bit frightened ; looked hard at me, and, with 

 obvious pleasure, recognised its p?i of the 

 morning ! I did not know then what an 

 enormous attraction a man lying down motion- 

 less, even a stranger, has for a foal. I kept 

 perfectly quiet and left the next move to the 

 foal. Looking at me it rolled up on to a level 

 keel, leisurely put out one foreleg straight in 

 front of it, then the other ; made as though it 

 would get up, but abandoned the effort. Then 

 it yawned two or three times, and indulged in 

 a most tremendous stretch. Thus refreshed, 

 it looked at me steadily for a few seconds, then 

 gravely nodded its head up and down as though 

 coming to a decision. I lay low and said 

 nothing. It got up, shook itself, stretched one 

 hind leg out almost horizontally, and then came 

 along. I kept dead still. Tlie foal came and 

 smelt me ; starting with my arm and working 

 up to my shoulder, it became especially inter- 

 ested in my ear. What the special attraction 

 was I could not guess. It smelled up and 

 down me several times, but always came back 

 to the ear, and with its lips played with it. 

 In the course of this investigation she pushed 

 my hat off. It startled her, but after a pause 



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