Black Beauty

Chapter-19 Soon I was among a number of lame, old and ill tempered horses.I had now begun to compare the buyers and the sellers to be worst than ill-tempered horses.In the horse fair, an old man made up his mind to buy me but he thought that I wasn’t well enough to work for him.Finally, […]

Chapter-18 The cab owner was called Nicholas Skinner. He looked awful, unkind and cruel with an expressionless face and the mouthful of teeth.Even the cabs he owned were poorly trained and ill-mannered. We worked for all seven days without any concern to our health or the weather.I never protested, for that was not my nature.

Chapter-17 Eventually, I was sold to a corn-dealer. The Governor had left me there, for he thought that I would be well fed there.Although the food was much yet the work was too much. I had to pull carriages loaded with sacks.My carter Jakes had often protested but in vain.It was difficult to move with

Chapter-16 One day, Mr Bennete arrived. He offered Jerry to hire his cab for the election.Jerry didn’t want his cab to be covered with posters all over. He asked his wife to say to Mr Bennete that the cab was already hired.On the morning before the election, Jerry was putting me into the shafts of

Chapter-15 An incident left an indelible imprint on my mind and I would like to recall it. While I was with Jerry and standing at my cab-store. I witnessed an incident.A young gentleman was hurriedly passing us when he suddenly slipped over an orange-peel and fell down on earth, obviously with minor hurts.Jerry had seen

Chapter-14 All these days, I spent most of my time with Captain. It didn’t take us long to be familiar with each other. Captain had been trained as an army horse and he had much to share with me.He told me about his experience when he used to change his pose with the whistle or

Chapter-13 I was in London when I was brought to a horse fair to be sold by Mr. Barry’s agent. The bad thing about the horse fair was that a horse’s life depended on who won in the gamble.I was on show. Many came to see me, made me walk and checked my mouth and

Chapter-12 Next day, I was in one of the compartments of the train that I used to fear some time before. I didn’t feel much secured because it kept shaking, puffing and whistling. It was noisy. But after a long journey, I reached my destination. I was taken to a stable. The owner used to

Chapter-11 My master, the Earl, and his lady had been out for many weeks. Mr. York had accompanied them. Till they were out, a man, called Reuben Smith, was the groom at our stable. Reuben Smith was a kind-hearted man. He took good care of us and was also intelligent. But the only infirmity he

Chapter-10 With a new roof, I even got a fresh name, i.e. Baron.As soon as Ginger and I reached the Earlshall Park, we were harnessed to the carriage. It wasn’t long that we stood in front of the house. A lady in silk dress stepped down from the stairs. Her dress made the rustling sound

Chapter-9 My mistress was getting weak and unhealthy, day by day. She was frail. Ginger, I and Merrylegs missed her too much for the outings. My master looked so worried all the time that we had prepared ourselves for some bad tidings.One day while we were enjoying our siesta, Ginger called me up and told

Chapter-8 Next day, we restarted our journey which ended just after sunset. The journey went quite smoothly. Soon, we started our way back home.James was anxious to meet John, for he had much in store to tell him. As soon as both met in the stable, James narrated the whole incident.Remembering his transfer, James asked

Chapter-7 When James was still with us, the Squire and Mrs Gordon made plans to visit some of their friends who lived forty-six miles off Birtwick. James was asked to lead us through the way.We started our journey next day. Ginger and I were harnessed for the job. We had to canter thirty-two miles on

Chapter-6 One day, John was riding me back to the park after finishing some work given by the master.On the way, we encountered with a boy riding on a pony. The boy was urging the pony to jump over a gate which was too high for it. The pony was helpless, so it turned to

Chapter-5 Now, I was used to the environment of Birtwick Park. Both Ginger and I were quite supportive and inspirational to each other. We had reached fifteen and a half hands above the ground. Our similar heights and equal abilities made us a good pair for both riding and pulling carriages. Ginger was good-looking and