HORSES NINE ***
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[Illustration: By one desperate leap he shook himself clear. (Page 263.)]
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HORSES NINE
STORIES OF HARNESS AND SADDLE
BY SEWELL FORD
ILLUSTRATED
NEW YORK CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS 1905
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Copyright, 1903, by CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
Published, March, 1903
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TROW DIRECTORY PRINTING AND BOOKBINDING COMPANY NEW YORK
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CONTENTS Page
SKIPPER 1 Being the Biography of a Blue-Ribboner.
CALICO 31 Who Travelled with a Round Top.
OLD SILVER 67 A Story of the Gray Horse Truck.
BLUE BLAZES 95 And the Marring of Him.
CHIEFTAIN 125 A Story of the Heavy Draught Service.
BARNACLES 157 Who Mutinied for Good Cause.
BLACK EAGLE 181 Who Once Ruled the Ranges.
BONFIRE 215 Broken for the House of Jerry.
PASHA 241 The Son of Selim.
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[Illustration]
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ILLUSTRATIONS
By Frederic Dorr Steele and L. Maynard Dixon
By one desperate leap he shook himself clear Frontispiece
FACING PAGE
There were many heavy wagons 6
For many weary months Skipper pulled that crazy cart 24
He would do his best to steady them down to the work 130
Then let him snake a truck down West Street 144
"Come, boy. Come, Pasha," insisted the man on the ground 266
Mr. Dave kept his seat more by force of muscular habit than anything else 268
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SKIPPER
BEING THE BIOGRAPHY OF A BLUE-RIBBONER
At the age of six Skipper went on the force. Clean of limb and sound of wind he was, with not a blemish from the tip of his black tail to the end of his crinkly forelock. He had been broken to saddle by a Green Mountain boy who knew more of horse nature than of the trashy things writ in books. He gave Skipper kind words and an occasional friendly pat on the flank. So Skipper's disposition was sweet and his nature a trusting one.
This is why Skipper learned so soon the ways of the city. The first time he saw one of those little wheeled houses, all windows and full of people, come rushing down the street with a fearful whirr and clank of bell, he wanted to bolt. But the man on his back spoke in an easy, calm voice, saying, "So-o-o! There, me b'y. Aisy wid ye. So-o-o!" which was excellent advice, for the queer contrivance whizzed by and did him no harm. In a week he could watch one without even pricking up his ears.
