Horse Tales

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HORSE TALES.
SALLY.
By MARY BOYLE.
PEN-AND-INK ILLUSTRATIONS
By ISABEL WATKIN.
1359.
Horse Tales.
If you take a short-horned cow, a limping calf, a few sheep, a swarm of fowls, a pig with a litter of eight, and an everyday lazy kind of horse, you have John Dobbin’s well-stocked farm.
One morning John woke up at five, bustled round the hen coop, gave an extra feed to the pigs, milked the cow, fed the limping calf, and then went into the stables.
“Now, Sally, old girl,” he said, making some fuss as he fed his old mare, “just keep your eye on things a bit. I’m goin’ round to Farmer Peckett. He’s in bed, bad with rheumatism, an’ I shan’t be back afore dinner.” So saying he took the halter from Sally’s neck, and let her roam about at will.