Page 195 (1/2)

"No one won't touch the the way, the horse followed us with the reins tucked in its pad,

and aded through the sand in which Juno rolled and tried to burrow

till ere out oncehad to be

whistled for, consequent upon her having started a rabbit

We found her at last, trying to get into a hole that would have been a

tight fit for a terrier, and she came reluctantly away

The most delicious breakfast I ever tasted was ready at the little inn;

but Ike saw to his horse first, and did not sit down till it was

enjoying its corn, after a good rub doith a wisp of straw Then the

way in which we made bread and bacon disappear was terrible, for the

journey had given us a fa the society of the horse in the

stable, but he did not fare badly I saw to that

At last after a final look at the horse, as to rest till evening,

alked back to the sand-pit, cliher into the

sweet fresh air, till ere once more by the cart, when Ike laid one

hand upon the wheel and raised the other

"Look here, lads," he said; "that horseher load, and a stop on the way home, so let's load up at