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My
owner
pulled
up
at
one
of
the
houses
and
whistled
.
The
door
flew
open
,
and
a
young
woman
,
followed
by
a
little
girl
and
boy
,
ran
out
.
There
was
a
very
lively
greeting
as
my
rider
dismounted
.
“
Now
,
then
,
Harry
,
my
boy
,
open
the
gates
,
and
mother
will
bring
us
the
lantern
.
”
The
next
minute
they
were
all
standing
round
me
in
a
small
stable
-
yard
.
“
Is
he
gentle
,
father
?
”
“
Yes
,
Dolly
,
as
gentle
as
your
own
kitten
;
come
and
pat
him
.
”
At
once
the
little
hand
was
patting
about
all
over
my
shoulder
without
fear
.
How
good
it
felt
!
“
Let
me
get
him
a
bran
mash
while
you
rub
him
down
,
”
said
the
mother
.
“
Do
,
Polly
,
it
’
s
just
what
he
wants
;
and
I
know
you
’
ve
got
a
beautiful
mash
ready
for
me
.
”
“
Sausage
dumpling
and
apple
turnover
!
”
shouted
the
boy
,
which
set
them
all
laughing
.
I
was
led
into
a
comfortable
,
clean
-
smelling
stall
,
with
plenty
of
dry
straw
,
and
after
a
capital
supper
I
lay
down
,
thinking
I
was
going
to
be
happy
.
Jeremiah
Barker
was
my
new
master
’
s
name
,
but
as
every
one
called
him
Jerry
,
I
shall
do
the
same
.
Polly
,
his
wife
,
was
just
as
good
a
match
as
a
man
could
have
.
She
was
a
plump
,
trim
,
tidy
little
woman
,
with
smooth
,
dark
hair
,
dark
eyes
,
and
a
merry
little
mouth
.
The
boy
was
twelve
years
old
,
a
tall
,
frank
,
good
-
tempered
lad
;
and
little
Dorothy
(
Dolly
they
called
her
)
was
her
mother
over
again
,
at
eight
years
old
.
They
were
all
wonderfully
fond
of
each
other
;
I
never
knew
such
a
happy
,
merry
family
before
or
since
.
Jerry
had
a
cab
of
his
own
,
and
two
horses
,
which
he
drove
and
attended
to
himself
.
His
other
horse
was
a
tall
,
white
,
rather
large
-
boned
animal
called
“
Captain
”
.
He
was
old
now
,
but
when
he
was
young
he
must
have
been
splendid
;
he
had
still
a
proud
way
of
holding
his
head
and
arching
his
neck
;
in
fact
,
he
was
a
high
-
bred
,
fine
-
mannered
,
noble
old
horse
,
every
inch
of
him
.
He
told
me
that
in
his
early
youth
he
went
to
the
Crimean
War
;
he
belonged
to
an
officer
in
the
cavalry
,
and
used
to
lead
the
regiment
.
I
will
tell
more
of
that
hereafter
.
