to foam at the mouth; it is a sure sign of some discomfort, and should
be attended to. Besides this, there was a pressure on my windpipe, which
often made my breathing very uncomfortable; when I returned from my
work, my neck and chest were strained and painful, my mouth and tongue
tender, and I felt worn and depressed.

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In my old home I always knew that John and my master were my friends;
but here, although in many ways I was well treated, I had no friend.
York might have known, and very likely did know, how that rein harassed
me; but I suppose he took it as a matter of course that could not be
helped; at any rate, nothing was done to relieve me.




CHAPTER XI


A HORSE FAIR

No doubt a horse fair is a very amusing place to those who have nothing
to lose; at any rate, there is plenty to see.

Long strings of young horses out of the country, fresh from the marshes,
and droves of shaggy little Welsh ponies, no higher than Merrylegs; and
hundreds of cart horses of all sorts, some of them with their long tails
braided up and tied with scarlet cord; and a good many like myself,
handsome and high-bred, but fallen into the middle class, through some