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1I was quite happy in my new place, and if there was one thing that I missed it must not be thought I was discontented;
2all who had to do with me were good and I had a light airy stable and the best of food. What more could I want? Why,
3liberty! For three years and a half of my life I had had all the liberty I could wish for; but now, week after week,
4month after month, and no doubt year after year, I must stand up in a stable night and day except when I am wanted, and
5then I must be just as steady and quiet as any old horse who has worked twenty years. Straps here and straps there, a
6bit in my mouth, and blinkers over my eyes. Now, I am not complaining, for I know it must be so. I only mean to say that
7for a young horse full of strength and spirits, who has been used to some large field or plain where he can fling up his
8head and toss up his tail and gallop away at full speed, then round and back again with a snort to his companions--I say
9it is hard never to have a bit more liberty to do as you like. Sometimes, when I have had less exercise than usual, I
10have felt so full of life and spring that when John has taken me out to exercise I really could not keep quiet; do what
11I would, it seemed as if I must jump, or dance, or prance, and many a good shake I know I must have given him,
12especially at the first; but he was always good and patient. "Steady, steady, my boy," he would say; "wait a bit, and we
13will have a good swing, and soon get the tickle out of your feet." Then as soon as we were out of the village, he would
14give me a few miles at a spanking trot, and then bring me back as fresh as before, only clear of the fidgets, as he
15called them. Spirited horses, when not enough exercised, are often called skittish, when it is only play; and some
16grooms will punish them, but our John did not; he knew it was only high spirits. Still, he had his own ways of making me
17understand by the tone of his voice or the touch of the rein. If he was very serious and quite determined, I always knew
18it by his voice, and that had more power with me than anything else, for I was very fond of him. I ought to say that
19sometimes we had our liberty for a few hours; this used to be on fine Sundays in the summer-time. The carriage never
20went out on Sundays, because the church was not far off. It was a great treat to us to be turned out into the home
21paddock or the old orchard; the grass was so cool and soft to our feet, the air so sweet, and the freedom to do as we
22liked was so pleasant--to gallop, to lie down, and roll over on our backs, or to nibble the sweet grass. Then it was a
23very good time for talking, as we stood together under the shade of the large chestnut tree. 07 Ginger One day when
24Ginger and I were standing alone in the shade, we had a great deal of talk; she wanted to know all about my bringing up
25and breaking in, and I told her. "Well," said she, "if I had had your bringing up I might have had as good a temper as
26you, but now I don't believe I ever shall." "Why not?" I said. "Because it has been all so different with me," she
27replied. "I never had any one, horse or man, that was kind to me, or that I cared to please, for in the first place I
28was taken from my mother as soon as I was weaned, and put with a lot of other young colts; none of them cared for me,
29and I cared for none of them. There was no kind master like yours to look after me, and talk to me, and bring me nice
30things to eat. The man that had the care of us never gave me a kind word in my life. I do not mean that he ill-used me,
31but he did not care for us one bit further than to see that we had plenty to eat, and shelter in the winter. A footpath
32ran through our field, and very often the great boys passing through would fling stones to make us gallop. I was never
33hit, but one fine young colt was badly cut in the face, and I should think it would be a scar for life. We did not care
34for them, but of course it made us more wild, and we settled it in our minds that boys were our enemies. We had very
35good fun in the free meadows, galloping up and down and chasing each other round and round the field; then standing
36still under the shade of the trees. But when it came to breaking in, that was a bad time for me; several men came to
37catch me, and when at last they closed me in at one corner of the field, one caught me by the forelock, another caught
38me by the nose and held it so tight I could hardly draw my breath; then another took my under jaw in his hard hand and
39wrenched my mouth open, and so by force they got on the halter and the bar into my mouth; then one dragged me along by
40the halter, another flogging behind, and this was the first experience I had of men's kindness; it was all force. They
41did not give me a chance to know what they wanted. I was high bred and had a great deal of spirit, and was very wild, no
42doubt, and gave them, I dare say, plenty of trouble, but then it was dreadful to be shut up in a stall day after day
43instead of having my liberty, and I fretted and pined and wanted to get loose. You know yourself it's bad enough when
44you have a kind master and plenty of coaxing, but there was nothing of that sort for me. "There was one--the old master,
45Mr. Ryder--who, I think, could soon have brought me round, and could have done anything with me; but he had given up all
46the hard part of the trade to his son and to another experienced man, and he only came at times to oversee. His son was
47a strong, tall, bold man; they called him Samson, and he used to boast that he had never found a horse that could throw
48him. There was no gentleness in him, as there was in his father, but only hardness, a hard voice, a hard eye, a hard
49hand; and I felt from the first that what he wanted was to wear all the spirit out of me, and just make me into a quiet,
50humble, obedient piece of horseflesh. 'Horseflesh'! Yes, that is all that he thought about," and Ginger stamped her foot
51as if the very thought of him made her angry. Then she went on:
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