I was sold to a farmer at the horse fair,but it was his young grandson who persuaded him to buy me. The two of them walked past me and,seeing kindness the farmer's face,I lifted my head,put my ears forward and tried to look my best.
The farmer stopped and looked at me. "There's a horse,Willie,that has known better days,'he said.
'poor thing!'said the boy.'Do you think he was ever a carriage horse,grandfather?'