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1BLACK BEAUTY The Autobiography of a Horse by Anna Sewell [English Quaker -- 1820-1878.] [Note: 'Black Beauty' was
2originally published in 1877. This etext was transcribed from an American edition of 1911. Some small corrections were
3made, after being confirmed against other sources.] To my dear and honored Mother, whose life, no less than her pen, has
4been devoted to the welfare of others, this little book is affectionately dedicated. Contents Part I Chapter 01 My Early
5Home 02 The Hunt 03 My Breaking In 04 Birtwick Park 05 A Fair Start 06 Liberty 07 Ginger 08 Ginger's Story Continued 09
6Merrylegs 10 A Talk in the Orchard 11 Plain Speaking 12 A Stormy Day 13 The Devil's Trade Mark 14 James Howard 15 The
7Old Hostler 16 The Fire 17 John Manly's Talk 18 Going for the Doctor 19 Only Ignorance 20 Joe Green 21 The Parting Part
8II 22 Earlshall 23 A Strike for Liberty 24 The Lady Anne, or a Runaway Horse 25 Reuben Smith 26 How it Ended 27 Ruined
9and Going Downhill 28 A Job Horse and His Drivers 29 Cockneys 30 A Thief 31 A Humbug Part III 32 A Horse Fair 33 A
10London Cab Horse 34 An Old War Horse 35 Jerry Barker 36 The Sunday Cab 37 The Golden Rule 38 Dolly and a Real Gentleman
1139 Seedy Sam 40 Poor Ginger 41 The Butcher 42 The Election 43 A Friend in Need 44 Old Captain and His Successor 45
12Jerry's New Year Part IV 46 Jakes and the Lady 47 Hard Times 48 Farmer Thoroughgood and His Grandson Willie 49 My Last
13Home Black Beauty Part I 01 My Early Home The first place that I can well remember was a large pleasant meadow with a
14pond of clear water in it. Some shady trees leaned over it, and rushes and water-lilies grew at the deep end. Over the
15hedge on one side we looked into a plowed field, and on the other we looked over a gate at our master's house, which
16stood by the roadside; at the top of the meadow was a grove of fir trees, and at the bottom a running brook overhung by
17a steep bank. While I was young I lived upon my mother's milk, as I could not eat grass. In the daytime I ran by her
18side, and at night I lay down close by her. When it was hot we used to stand by the pond in the shade of the trees, and
19when it was cold we had a nice warm shed near the grove. As soon as I was old enough to eat grass my mother used to go
20out to work in the daytime, and come back in the evening. There were six young colts in the meadow besides me; they were
21older than I was; some were nearly as large as grown-up horses. I used to run with them, and had great fun; we used to
22gallop all together round and round the field as hard as we could go. Sometimes we had rather rough play, for they would
23frequently bite and kick as well as gallop. One day, when there was a good deal of kicking, my mother whinnied to me to
24come to her, and then she said: "I wish you to pay attention to what I am going to say to you. The colts who live here
25are very good colts, but they are cart-horse colts, and of course they have not learned manners. You have been well-bred
26and well-born; your father has a great name in these parts, and your grandfather won the cup two years at the Newmarket
27races; your grandmother had the sweetest temper of any horse I ever knew, and I think you have never seen me kick or
28bite. I hope you will grow up gentle and good, and never learn bad ways; do your work with a good will, lift your feet
29up well when you trot, and never bite or kick even in play." I have never forgotten my mother's advice; I knew she was a
30wise old horse, and our master thought a great deal of her. Her name was Duchess, but he often called her Pet. Our
31master was a good, kind man. He gave us good food, good lodging, and kind words; he spoke as kindly to us as he did to
32his little children. We were all fond of him, and my mother loved him very much. When she saw him at the gate she would
33neigh with joy, and trot up to him. He would pat and stroke her and say, "Well, old Pet, and how is your little Darkie?"
34I was a dull black, so he called me Darkie; then he would give me a piece of bread, which was very good, and sometimes
35he brought a carrot for my mother. All the horses would come to him, but I think we were his favorites. My mother always
36took him to the town on a market day in a light gig. There was a plowboy, Dick, who sometimes came into our field to
37pluck blackberries from the hedge. When he had eaten all he wanted he would have what he called fun with the colts,
38throwing stones and sticks at them to make them gallop. We did not much mind him, for we could gallop off; but sometimes
39a stone would hit and hurt us. One day he was at this game, and did not know that the master was in the next field; but
40he was there, watching what was going on; over the hedge he jumped in a snap, and catching Dick by the arm, he gave him
41such a box on the ear as made him roar with the pain and surprise. As soon as we saw the master we trotted up nearer to
42see what went on. "Bad boy!" he said, "bad boy! to chase the colts. This is not the first time, nor the second, but it
43shall be the last. There--take your money and go home; I shall not want you on my farm again." So we never saw Dick any
44more. Old Daniel, the man who looked after the horses, was just as gentle as our master, so we were well off. 02 The
45Hunt Before I was two years old a circumstance happened which I have never forgotten. It was early in the spring; there
46had been a little frost in the night, and a light mist still hung over the woods and meadows. I and the other colts were
47feeding at the lower part of the field when we heard, quite in the distance, what sounded like the cry of dogs. The
48oldest of the colts raised his head, pricked his ears, and said, "There are the hounds!" and immediately cantered off,
49followed by the rest of us to the upper part of the field, where we could look over the hedge and see several fields
50beyond. My mother and an old riding horse of our master's were also standing near, and seemed to know all about it.
51"They have found a hare," said my mother, "and if they come this way we shall see the hunt." And soon the dogs were all
52tearing down the field of young wheat next to ours. I never heard such a noise as they made. They did not bark, nor
53howl, nor whine, but kept on a "yo! yo, o, o! yo! yo, o, o!" at the top of their voices. After them came a number of men
54on horseback, some of them in green coats, all galloping as fast as they could. The old horse snorted and looked eagerly
55after them, and we young colts wanted to be galloping with them, but they were soon away into the fields lower down;
56here it seemed as if they had come to a stand; the dogs left off barking, and ran about every way with their noses to
57the ground. "They have lost the scent," said the old horse; "perhaps the hare will get off." "What hare?" I said. "Oh! I
58don't know what hare; likely enough it may be one of our own hares out of the woods; any hare they can find will do for
59the dogs and men to run after;" and before long the dogs began their "yo! yo, o, o!" again, and back they came
60altogether at full speed, making straight for our meadow at the part where the high bank and hedge overhang the brook.
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