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FIFTEEN] HAPPY ANIMALS 
self-control, of self-mastery, comes through train- 
ing something else. Every boy on a farm ought 
each year to have a dog or a colt to train, or a pair 
of steers to break. One day last summer my at- 
tention was attracted to a boy and a pair of steers 
in a city street. They were Holsteins, with great 
patches of white on shoulder and flank, beauti- 
ful with their even-turned horns, straight backs, 
heads shapely, legs shapely, and eyes as gentle as 
doves. It was necessary for him to exercise self- 
control. He could not have broken those steers to 
go with him through a crowded city street unless 
he had also broken himself. He was cleanly 
dressed, had guileless eyes, a wholesome face, and 
was a manly match for his own steers.”’ 
At Alton, IIl., resided, until recently, a man 
named James Chessen, who trained all the ani- 
mals on his farm until they became almost human 
in their behavior. He talked to them as he would 
to human beings, and they seemed to have a full 
understanding of his conversation. Horses would 
follow him like dogs, and become apparently as- 
similated to his opinions on matters quite foreign 
to horse life. He owned one of the celebrated 
" Wilkes stock of race horses, that seemed to posi- 
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