It was early in may, when there came a man from Squire Gordon who took me away to the hall.my master said good by darkie be a good horse and always do your best. as i lived some years Squire Gordon, I may as well tell something about the place. Squire gordons place was entered by a large Iron gate, at wich stood the first lodge, and then you trotted along on a smooth road between clumps of large old trees Into this fine box the groom put me it was clean sweet and airy. I was in a better box than that, and the sides were not so high but that I could see all that went on through the iron rails that were at the top. I looked around in the stall next to mine stood a little fat grey ponny, with a thick mane and tail, a very pretty head and said my name is merry legs he then asked me I hope you are good tempered as I do not like anyone who bites
he patted me kindly, and I left my first home.
Good by darkie be a good horse and always do your best.
I lived with squire for some years so I must tell about the place.
Squire gordons park was skirted the village of Birtwick.
It was entered by a large iron gate, at wich stood the first lodge.
and then you trotted along on a smooth road between large tree
I was then put into my stable I saw another beside me his name is merry.
I hope you are good tempered; I do not like any one who bites.