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The Autobiography Of A Horse, With Fifty Illustrations.

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short of corn, but he's so full of spirit I don't know what to do with him."
" Just so," said Grant. " Now, look here, will you tell your mother that, if she is agreeable, I will come for him every day until something is arranged, and take him for a good spell of work, and whatever he earns, I'll bring your mother half of it, and that will help with the horses' feed. Your father is in a good club, I know, but that won't keep the horses, and they'll be eating their heads off all this time; I'll come at noon and hear what she says;" and without waiting for Harry's thanks, he was gone.
At noon I think he went and saw Polly, for he and Harry came to the stable together, harnessed Hotspur, and took him out.
For a week or more he came for Hotspur, and when Harry thanked him or said anything about his kindness, he laughed it off, saying it was all good luck for him, for his horses were wanting a little rest which they would not otherwise have had.
Jerry grew better steadily, but the doctor said that he must never go back to the cab work again if he wished to be an old man. The children had many consultations together about what father and mother would do, and how they could help to earn money.
One afternoon Hotspur was brought in very wet and dirty.
" The streets are nothing but slush," said the Governor; " it will give you a good warming, my boy, to get him clean dry."
" All right, Governor," said Harry," I shall not leave him till he is; you know I have been trained by my father."
" I wish all the boys had been trained like you," said the Governor.
While Harry was sponging off the mud from Hotspur's body and legs, Dolly came in, looking very full of some­thing.
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