Then he led me into my box, took off the saddle and bridle with his own hands, and tied me up; then he called for a pail of warm water and a sponge, took off his coat, and while the stable-man held the pail, he sponged my sides a good while, so tenderly that I was sure he knew
how sore and bruised they were.
`Whoa! my pretty one,' he said, `stand still, stand still.' His very voice did me good, and the bathing was very comfortable. The skin was so broken at the corners of my mouth that I could not eat the hay, the stalks hurt me. He looked closely at it, shook his head, and told the man to fetch a good bran mash and put some meal into it.
How good that mash was! and so soft and healing to my mouth. He stood by all the time I was eating, stroking me and talking to the man. `If a high-mettled creature like this,' said he, `can't be broken by fair means, she will never be good for anything.'
"After that he often came to see me, and when my mouth was healed the other breaker, Job, they called him, went on training me; he was steady and thoughtful, and I soon learned what he wanted."
08 Ginger's Story Continued
The next time that Ginger and I were together in the paddock she told me about her first place.
"After my breaking in," she said, "I was bought by a dealer to match another chestnut horse. For some weeks he drove us together, and then we were sold to a fashionable gentleman, and were sent up to London.
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