Englishtown 
have painted, the result was not quite what we 
should have been willing to exhibit to some of 
our — happily distant — friends and relatives. 
But the people of Cape Breton are not criti- 
cal ; and as a good many of them do their 
own walking, our outfit was regarded beyond 
the town with envy and as an indication of very 
great wealth and pride. 
Quite as important as the waggon was the 
horse; and Mr. A., genial landlord of the new 
Bras d'Or hotel, introduced Dan to us as the 
one horse in all Baddeck or in all the world 
suited to our needs. 
Dan was a rather small chestnut with a white 
star in his forehead ; he had a straight neck, a 
tender mouth, a somewhat mincing gait, and 
he was a little stiff in the legs upon first starting 
out. He hated to back and he had a nervous 
fear of the whip. But to offset all this he had 
a large kind eye and as true a heart as ever 
beat in the breast of a horse. 
Appearances were certainly against the dear 
old fellow, and we remember with regret that we 
rejected him after a short trial drive. But Mr. 
A. assured us so impressively that Dan was 
willing to cross ferries that fortunately for us 
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