CHAPTER II.
HORSE GOING TO CHURCH.
When Minnie was in her ninth year, her father’s brother and wife made them a visit. This gentleman was exceedingly fond of horses, and a good judge of their excellences.
Minnie was eager to exhibit her pony, and invited her uncle to the stable for that purpose.
When they went to that part of the building where his stall was, the lamb was quietly feeding by the side of her friend; but as soon as she heard a strange voice, she ran under the pony for protection, and popped her head out between his hind feet.
The gentleman laughed heartily at their strange appearance, but after a careful examination of her pet, told her she might well be proud of him, as he had very good points, and was in every way a capital little fellow.
“You must make the most of your uncle Harry,” exclaimed her father merrily. “He is an inveterate story-teller, and can give you any amount of information about horses, ponies, &c.”
“O, I’m so glad!” cried Minnie, laughing and clapping her hands. “I love to hear stories so dearly!”
“I’m going to try the black mare,” said the gentleman. “What do you say to riding with me on the pony?”
“May I, mamma? Please let me,” urged the child.
“I have not the slightest objection; my dear.”