. Childhood and ponyhood blended. Shetland pony. BEECHER TELLS HIS LIFE STORY Roger and Virginia had turned Beecher, their faithful pony into the friendly shade of a maple by the roadside, and leaping from the pony phaeton, were reclining a moment later against the tree's trunk under his very nose. "Tell us the story of your ; jokingly asked Roger, little dreaming of Beecher's willingness or ability to talk. • "Why do yim ask .'" replied Beecher, reaching his nose to the ground for a nip of grass, while Virginia gave a shriek of fright at the pony voice. "Because
. Childhood and ponyhood blended. Shetland pony. BEECHER TELLS HIS LIFE STORY Roger and Virginia had turned Beecher, their faithful pony into the friendly shade of a maple by the roadside, and leaping from the pony phaeton, were reclining a moment later against the tree's trunk under his very nose. "Tell us the story of your ; jokingly asked Roger, little dreaming of Beecher's willingness or ability to talk. • "Why do yim ask .'" replied Beecher, reaching his nose to the ground for a nip of grass, while Virginia gave a shriek of fright at the pony voice. "Because you have been our playmate for a ; said Roger, "and we would be so interested in knowing whether you have been kindly treated and whether you know other little boys and ; "; said Beecher, and he stamped his little foot as if he were rapping for HAVING A GOOD TIME IN PONY FAIRYLAND "I opened my eyes on a bleak scathold in Shetland six years ago; the world was very strange to me and I thought I would freeze to death. My mamma coaxed me into a protecting heather, where the cold was less ; "Pretty stum a big man wearing wooden shoes and great baggy trousers came out and patted me on the back and rubbed my tender little nose. Then lie went up to my mamma and talked a queer language to her then led her to a stone house, and 1 trudged along behind because my mamma told me ; "I lived in and about this man's house for two years, when one day a kindly faced man came to my home and talked such funny talk. I couldn't understand but I knew H was about me, for the man walked around me and patted me ; "The next day. in company with a hundred of my pony playmates, I was. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original
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