Blaqck Beauty (18)

Next afternoon we took my lady for a drive.

When she came out, she said, " York, you must put those horses' heads higherーthey're not fit to be seen. "

York got down and shortened the bearing rein by one hole, and I began to understandwhat I had heard.
It made it much harder to pull uphill.

As the days went by, the rein grew really short.

I was very unhappy, but Ginger really hated it.

One dreadful day came when she kicked York's hat off and reared so much that she fell down.

Afer this, Ginger was used for hunting and was never put into a carriage again.

I was given a new partner called Max, but we still had to suffer the tight rein.

In my old home, I always knew that John and my master were my friends.

Here at Earlshall, I had no friend.

York never tried to help over that rein.

Time went on, and I grew tired and depressed, hating my work.

But sadly, much worse was to come.

(18/25)
(Earlshall 2/2)