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46 Jakes and the Lady

           Athirdtimehewasfloggingmecruelly,whenaladysteppedquicklyuptohim,andsaidinasweet,earnestvoice:

           “Oh!praydonotwhipyourgoodhorseanymore;Iamsureheisdoingallhecan,andtheroadisverysteep;Iamsureheisdoinghisbest.”

           “Ifdoinghisbestwon’tgetthisloaduphemustdosomethingmorethanhisbest;that’sallIknow,ma’am,”saidJakes.

           “Butisitnotaheavyload?”shesaid.

           “Yes,yes,tooheavy,”hesaid;“butthat’snotmyfault;theforemancamejustaswewerestarting,andwouldhavethreehundredweightmoreputontosavehimtrouble,andImustgetonwithitaswellasIcan.”

           Hewasraisingthewhipagain,whentheladysaid:

           “Pray,stop;IthinkIcanhelpyouifyouwillletme.”

           Themanlaughed.

           “Yousee,”shesaid,“youdonotgivehimafairchance;hecannotuseallhispowerwithhisheadheldbackasitiswiththatcheck-rein;ifyouwouldtakeitoffIamsurehewoulddobetter—dotryit,”shesaidpersuasively,“Ishouldbeverygladifyouwould.”

           “Well,well,”saidJakes,withashortlaugh,“anythingtopleasealady,ofcourse.Howfarwouldyouwishitdown,ma’am?”

           “Quitedown,givehimhisheadaltogether.”

           Thereinwastakenoff,andinamomentIputmyheaddowntomyveryknees.Whatacomfortitwas!ThenItosseditupanddownseveraltimestogettheachingstiffnessoutofmyneck.

           “Poorfellow!thatiswhatyouwanted,”saidshe,pattingandstrokingmewithhergentlehand;“andnowifyouwillspeakkindlytohimandleadhimonIbelievehewillbeabletodobetter.

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