Black Beauty (27)

The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying.

I was anxious and harassed by the noise and hurry of London traffic.

But I soon found that Jerry was as good a driver as I had ever known.

What was better, he took as much thought for his horses as he did for himself. 

He kept us very clean,and always gave us plenty of food.

But the best thing about my time there was our Sundays for rest. 

We worked so hard in the week that I do not think we could have kept it up otherwise.

It also gave us time to enjoy each other's company.

One lady wanted us to take her to church every Sunday, but Jerry was firm about it.

He said working seven days a week was too much for his horses as well as himself.

When he refused, the lady was quite cross at first, but then she saw that he was right.

Jerry didn't lose her custom over it.

(27/33)
(A London cab horse 2/2)