The Brunswick times. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 188?-1900, 1897-07-04
CHAPTER v.
Sinden from last Sunday.)


The name of the coachman was John
Manly, he had wife and one little
child, and they lived In the coach
mans cottage, very near the stables.
The next morning he took me into
the yard and gave me good groom
ing, and just as | was going into my
box, my coat looking soft and bright,
the squire came to look at me and
seemed pleased. "John" he said, 81
meant to have tried the new horse this
morning, but | have other business.
You may as we'll take him around af-
Ter breakfast; go by the common and
the highwood, and back by the water
mill and tue river: that will show his
PAGES" 81 will, SIR" said John. After
breakfast he came and fitted me with
bride. He was very particular in
letting 1t ont and taking up the straps
to lit my head comfortably; then he
brought saddle, hut it was not broad
enough for my back; he saw it in a
minute, aud went and got another,
which fitted nicely lie rode me first
slnwly, then trot, then cAnter, and
when we were on the common he gave
M light touch with his whip, and
We ha splendid gallop. "Ho, no my
boy" he said as he pulled me up; you
would like to follow the hounds !
think" As we came through the park
we met the squire and Mrs. Gordon
walking; they -stopned, and John
jumped off. vs. John how does he
gap go First rate sir" answered John,
che is as fleet as a deer, and has fine
spirit too; but the lightest touch of
the rein will gu De HIM. Down at the
end of the lana I've mes one of those
travelling cSstsh flung all over with
baskets, rugs and the like; you know
sir, many horses will not pass those
carts quietly; he just took good look
at it, aud then went on as quiet and
pleasant as could be. They were
shooting rabbits near the hlRhwood,
and a gun went off close by; he pulled
upa little and looked, but did not stir
a step to left or right. just held the
rein steady and did not hurry him and
it is my opinion he has not been
hurried or frightened when he was
young"
CHATS WE'LL" said the squire, 81
VIII try HIM myself tomorrow" h.
next day l was brought up for my
master l remembered my mothers
counsel, and my good old masters,
and tried to do exactly what he
wanted me to do. | found be was a
very good rider, and thoughtful FOR
his horse too. WheC be came home
the Ndy was at the hall door as he
rode " "Weli, my dear" = Said.
chow do - s IL 'i-ils 9, re 3 3 { gE Z
aotIy whaJ3John said" he replied, "a
pleasanter creature | never wish to
mount. What shall we ca him?"
would you like Ebony" said she,
"he is as black as ebony" enc not
Ebony" VIII you call him "Black-
bird" like your uncle'5 horse?" "NO he
is far handsomer than old Blackb rd
ever was" {" Yes" she said," he is real
ly quite beauty, and he has such
sweet good tempered face, and such
firm intelligent eyes what do you say
to calling him "Black Beauty ?"
"Black Beauty-why that is good
name. If you like, 1T shall be his
name" and so it was. When John
went into the stable he told James
that master and mistress had chosen
good English name for me that meant
something; not like MarengO, or Pc
gasus, or Abdallah. They both
laughed, and James said "It it was not
for bringing back the past L should
have named him "R9b Roy" for new
er saw two horses more alike !" THAT'S
no wonder" said John, ("'t you
know that Farmer Gray's= uchess
was the mother of them b. #, had
never heard that before, aet D poor
Rob Roy who was killed att It hunt,
was my brother. | did not wonder
that my mother was so trouhIed. 1t
seems that horses have no relations,
at least they never know eacn other
after they sre sold. John seemed very
proud of me, he used to make my name
and tail almost US smooth as a lady's
hair, and he would talk to me great
deal; of course l did not understand
all he said, but l learned more to know
about what he meant, and what he
wanted me to do. l grew very fond of
him, he was so gentle and kind; he
seemed to know just how horse feels,
and when he cleaned me he knew the
tender places and the tickish places;
when he brushed my head he went as
carefully over my eyes as if they we're
his own, and never stirred up any Ill
temper. James Howard the stable boy
was just as gentle and pleasant In his
way, so | thought myself very well off.