The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1844-08-16

GUARDS 10 ran IN, no sooner ulu lne
sound assail the animals ears, that he in
stantly, in spite of all his masters ress-
lance, dashed like Lightning through the
the park, with the baker on his back, into
the midst of the regiment. The poor ba-
ker was sadly COMPOUNDED at this adyen-
ture, and began to whip, kick, spur and
swear, but all to no purpose; the poor
old charger was so animated at the sound
of the soul-stirring trumpet, that to move
him from his station was impossible.
The soldiers were much amused at the
grotesque appearance of the baker, and
his horses department, and were express
ing their surprise, when an old comrade
recognized the animal as having formerly
belonged to the regiment, but had been
discharged some years previous. on ac-
count of an inlirmitv. Several of the Of
ficers kindly greeted their old companion,
and the colonel, delighted with the cir
cumsiance, gave the signal to advance in
line, when finding all resistance useless,
the baker calml y resigned himself TO his
situation; the trumpet then sounded the
charge, and the baker was carried between
his paniers to a great distance, with the
rapidity of the wind. Various other evo-
lutions were performed, in which the ami
NAL displayed his martial spirit and disci-
pine with the best of them. At length
the sound of retreat was given, when off
went this sagacious creature, contented
having performed his duty in the field.
In another regiment of cavalry was a
horse of great spirit and beauty, which
from age had lost his teeth. The two
horses which stood on the right and left
sides in the stable would take his rations
of hay and oats, and having chewed
them, push the food thus prepared before
their blind comrade; thus even feeding
the hungry, which is more than some ra-
tional being will do. fisk the beast, he
ayiH teach thee
Some years ago, an old horse was reg
ularly worked in one of the royal dock
yards, which would labor all The morning
very diligently till he heard the twelve
O'Clock bell ring after that neither coax
ing nor whipping could induce him to
move till the laborers' dinner hour had
expired. He was perfectly satisfied he
had performed his task, without stopping
an hour in the time to talk about Bona
parte and the combined armies, as some
of his tVa legged companions had done,
and was resolved to have dinner hour, as
well as the best of them.
Some months after the battle of Water
loo, on the reduction of the army, about
twenty horses were to be sold from one
troop belonging to regiment of cavalry
known by the name of Scotch Crews, the
horses being gray and the soldiers all
Scotchmen. An officer in the troop be-
ing 10th to see the noble animals, who
had scattered Bouaparte's invincibes like
chaii before the wind,-placed before
butchers, bakers ash and dirt carts, and
being a man of vast wealth and landed
property, bought the whole Of them and
turned them into fine park, to spend
their latter days in peace and comfort,
like the old pensioners in Greenwich
Hospital, near London. After being in
the park few weeks, there came up a
thunderstorm, at the time the horses
were busly engaged eating the grass.
With the first flash of lightning the hor-
ses raised their heads, pricked up their
cars, and stood in the act of listening, in
moment the sound Of the thunder came
rolling from afar, when every horse gal
loped, each faster than his neighbor, to
the centre of the field, where they fell into
line as regularly as if backed by the most
experienced Li(e-guards. In few min
utes. finding it false alarm, they quiet
| ly returned to their grass. Where is the
man, having a soul, that can abuse such
| an animal
knew gentleman, who occasionally
got intoxicated, whose horse knew when
his master was drunk as well as he did
himself, by his vacillating motions when
mounted.-Upon such occasions the horse
would regulate his movements so as to
prevent his master from falling,lf possible
One moonlight evening he staggered out
OF Cato's or some of those rum-hoes neal
the Third Avenue, and was helped on the
saddle; but he Cell off before he had gone
a mile and his foot hung in the stirrup
His horse stopped and stood still. Here
was theme for picture,-a commen
upon the text: ASK the beast, he vii
teach thee There stood the compass
sionate horse, the big tear rolling in hi:
eye, looking with sorrow upon his drunk
en- master. and revolving i'm his mind how