Part III
Chapter 45: Jerry's New Year
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This was heavy news for me, for I was not young now, and could not look
for any improvement in my condition. Since I left Birtwick I had never been
so happy as with my dear master Jerry; but three years of cab work,
even under the best conditions, will tell on one's strength,
and I felt that I was not the horse that I had been.
Grant said at once that he would take Hotspur, and there were
men on the stand who would have bought me; but Jerry said I should not go
to cab work again with just anybody, and the governor promised
to find a place for me where I should be comfortable.
The day came for going away. Jerry had not been allowed to go out yet,
and I never saw him after that New Year's eve. Polly and the children came
to bid me good-by. "Poor old Jack! dear old Jack! I wish we could
take you with us," she said, and then laying her hand on my mane
she put her face close to my neck and kissed me. Dolly was crying
and kissed me too. Harry stroked me a great deal, but said nothing,
only he seemed very sad, and so I was led away to my new place.
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