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Title: Up! Horsie!
An Original Fairy Tale

Author: Clara de Chatelaine

Release Date: November 15, 2007 [EBook #23477]

Language: English

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LILLIPUTIAN LIBRARY.

NEW SERIES.

UP! HORSIE!

AN

Original Fairy Tale.

BY

MADAME DE CHATELAIN.

JOSEPH, MYERS, & CO., 144, LEADENHALL STREET, LONDON, E.C.

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THE

LILLIPUTIAN LIBRARY.

UP! HORSIE!

A young peasant was riding to market on a stout, well-fed nag, when he
overtook an old Scotch shepherd, who was trudging along on foot.

"I say, Sandy," cried the young man, "if you go no faster than that,
market will be over before you get to town."

The Scotchman turned round, and peered at him from under his bushy
eyebrows, saying in a strong north country accent: "Gin ye think so,
suppose we ride and tie?"

"A pretty story indeed!" quoth Gilbert--"I keep a horse for myself, and
not for you."

And as he uttered this ungracious answer, he urged on his nag, and soon
left the old Scotchman in the lurch.

Scarcely had Gilbert reached the market town, and put up his horse at an
inn, when who should he behold strolling leisurely amongst the market
folks, but the same old shepherd he had left so far behind.

"Somebody must have given you a lift, Sandy," observed he.

"Oh," replied the shepherd, "when I asked for a lift, it was only to see
if you were obliging or not--it was all the same to me--for though you
must buy your horses, I can gather mine whenever I choose."

These words sounded so odd to Gilbert that he begged the stranger to
explain his meaning, when the old man said: "Meet me at yon inn, and
we'll see."

Gilbert then hurried through his business, and went to join the shepherd
at the inn. But the wary Scotchman wo