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  1. Black Beauty by Anna Sewell [English Quaker -- 1820-1878.]
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Black Beauty By Anna Sewell Pdf

ANNA SEWELL. Black Beauty .. 'Black Beauty - why, yes, I think that's a very good name,' said Mr . 'She'll be as good as Black Beauty one day,' replied John. Project Gutenberg · 59, free ebooks · 3 by Anna Sewell. Black Beauty by Anna Sewell. No cover available. Download; Bibrec. (5 Reviews). Black Beauty by Anna Sewell This book is available for free download in a number of formats - including epub, pdf, azw, mobi and more. You can.

Mark Twain Excerpt: The first place that I can well remember was a large pleasant meadow with a pond of clear water in it. Some shady trees leaned over it, and rushes and water-lilies grew at the deep end. Over the hedge on one side we looked into a plowed field, and on the other we looked over a gate at our master's house, which stood by the roadside; at the top of the meadow was a grove of fir trees, and at the bottom a running brook overhung by a 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 side, 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 when 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 out to work in the daytime, and come back in the evening. There were six young colts in the meadow besides me; they were older 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 gallop all together round and round the field as hard as we could go. Sometimes we had rather rough play, for they would frequently bite and kick as well as gallop. One day, when there was a good deal of kicking, my mother whinnied to me to come 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 are very good colts, but they are cart-horse colts, and of course they have not learned manners. You have been well-bred and well-born; your father has a great name in these parts, and your grandfather won the cup two years at the Newmarket races; your grandmother had the sweetest temper of any horse I ever knew, and I think you have never seen me kick or bite.

The colts who live here are very good colts, but they are cart-horse colts, and of course they have not learned manners.

Black Beauty by Anna Sewell [English Quaker -- 1820-1878.]

You have been well-bred and well-born; your father has a great name in these parts, and your grandfather won the cup two years at the Newmarket races; your grandmother had the sweetest temper of any horse I ever knew, and I think you have never seen me kick or bite.

I hope you will grow up gentle and good, and never learn bad ways; do your work with a good will, lift your feet up well when you trot, and never bite or kick even in play.

Her name was Duchess, but he often called her Pet. Our master 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 his little children.

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We were all fond of him, and my mother loved him very much. When she saw him at the gate she would neigh with joy, and trot up to him.

He would pat and stroke her and say, "Well, old Pet, and how is your little Darkie? All the horses would come to him, but I think we were his favorites.

My mother always took him to the town on a market day in a light gig. There was a plowboy, Dick, who sometimes came into our field to pluck blackberries from the hedge. When he had eaten all he wanted he would have what he called fun with the colts, throwing stones and sticks at them to make them gallop.

Black Beauty Anna Sewell PDF The Autobiography of a Horse by Hurafun - Issuu

We did not much mind him, for we could gallop off; but sometimes a 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 he was there, watching what was going on; over the hedge he jumped in a snap, and catching Dick by the arm, he gave him such 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 see what went on. This is not the first time, nor the second, but it shall be the last.

There—take your money and go home; I shall not want you on my farm again.

Old Daniel, the man who looked after the horses, was just as gentle as our master, so we were well off. It was early in the spring; there had been a little frost in the night, and a light mist still hung over the woods and meadows.

It was entered by a large iron gate, at which stood the first lodge, and then you trotted along on a smooth road between clumps of large old trees; then another lodge and another gate, which brought you to the house and the gardens.

Black Beauty by Anna Sewell

Beyond this lay the home paddock, the old orchard, and the stables. There was accommodation for many horses and carriages; but I need only describe the stable into which I was taken; this was very roomy, with four good stalls; a large swinging window opened into the yard, which made it pleasant and airy.

The first stall was a large square one, shut in behind with a wooden gate; the others were common stalls, good stalls, but not nearly so large; it had a low rack for hay and a low manger for corn; it was called a loose box, because the horse that was put into it was not tied up, but left loose, to do as he liked.

It is a great thing to have a loose box.

Into this fine box the groom put me; it was clean, sweet, and airy. I never was in a better box than that, and the sides were not so high but that I could see all that went on through the iron rails that were at the top.

He gave me some very nice oats, he patted me, spoke kindly, and then went away. When I had eaten my corn I looked round. In the stall next to mine stood a little fat gray pony, with a thick mane and tail, a very pretty head, and a pert little nose. I put my head up to the iron rails at the top of my box, and said, "How do you do?

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What is your name? I am very handsome; I carry the young ladies on my back, and sometimes I take our mistress out in the low chair. They think a great deal of me, and so does James. Are you going to live next door to me in the box?

This was a tall chestnut mare, with a long handsome neck. She looked across to me and said: "So it is you who have turned me out of my box; it is a very strange thing for a colt like you to come and turn a lady out of her own home. I never had words yet with horse or mare, and it is my wish to live at peace. Of course, I do not want to have words with a young thing like you.

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