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28 A Job Horse and His Drivers

           Orevenifithadbeendarkapracticedhandwouldhavefeltbythereinthattherewassomethingwronginthestep,andtheywouldhavegotdownandpickedoutthestone.Butthismanwentonlaughingandtalking,whileateverystepthestonebecamemorefirmlywedgedbetweenmyshoeandthefrogofmyfoot.Thestonewassharpontheinsideandroundontheoutside,which,aseveryoneknows,isthemostdangerouskindthatahorsecanpickup,atthesametimecuttinghisfootandmakinghimmostliabletostumbleandfall.

           WhetherthemanwaspartlyblindoronlyverycarelessIcan’tsay,buthedrovemewiththatstoneinmyfootforagoodhalf-milebeforehesawanything.BythattimeIwasgoingsolamewiththepainthatatlasthesawit,andcalledout,“Well,here’sago!Why,theyhavesentusoutwithalamehorse!Whatashame!”

           Hethenchuckedthereinsandflippedaboutwiththewhip,saying,“Now,then,it’snouseplayingtheoldsoldierwithme;there’sthejourneytogo,andit’snouseturninglameandlazy.”

           Justatthistimeafarmercameridinguponabrowncob.Heliftedhishatandpulledup.

           “Ibegyourpardon,sir,”hesaid,“butIthinkthereissomethingthematterwithyourhorse;hegoesverymuchasifhehadastoneinhisshoe.IfyouwillallowmeIwilllookathisfeet;theseloosescatteredstonesareconfoundeddangerousthingsforthehorses.”

           “He’sahiredhorse,”saidmydriver.“Idon’tknowwhat’sthematterwithhim,butitisagreatshametosendoutalamebeastlikethis

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