Black Beauty [antikvár]

MY EARLY HOME The very first place that I can remember was a large pleasant meadow. To start with, I lived on my mother's milk. But as soon as I could eat grass, she had to go out to work, and she came home in the evening. There were six young colts in the meadow besides me. We had great fun galloping around, although they would sometimes bite and kick. One day, my mother whinnied to me to come to her. Then she said, 'The colts who live here are very good colts. But they are carthorse colts, and, of course, they have not learned manners. T hope you will grow up gentle and good and never learn bad ways. Do your work as well as you can, and never bite or kick, even just in play.' 5