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The Autobiography Of A Horse, With Fifty Illustrations.

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SEEDY SAM.                                  159
" Then I'll tell you. It is because people think only about their own business, and ivon't trouble themselves to stand up for the oppressed, nor bring the wrong-doer to light. I never see a wicked thing like this without doing what I can, and many a master has thanked me for letting him know how his horses have been used."
" I wish there were more gentlemen like you, sir," said Jerry," " for they are wanted badly enough in this city."
After this we continued our journey, and as they got out of the cab our friend was saying, " My doctrine is this, that if we see cruelty or wrong that we have the power to stop, and do nothing, we make ourselves sharers in the guilt"
I should say that for a cab horse I was very well off in­deed ; my driver was my owner, and it was his interest to treat me well, and not overwork me, even had he not been so good a man as he was; but there were a great many horses which belonged to the large cab-owners, who let them out to their drivers for so much money a day. As the horses did not belong to these men, the only thing they thought of was how to get their money out of them, first, to pay the master, and then to provide for their own living, and a dreadful time some of these horses had of it. Of course I understood but little, but it was often talked over on the stand, and the Governor, who was a kind-hearted man, and fond of horses, would sometimes speak up if one came in very much jaded or ill-used.
One day a shabby, miserable-looking driver, who went by the name of "Seedy Sam," brought in his horse look­ing dreadfully beat, and the Governor said,—
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