I am a horse, and am under the charge of my owner, who has chosen me for his personal use, and has rendered me fit to serve him faithfully. I am not old enough to have forgotten the pain which I suffered in learning to become a good servant, nor am I so young as to be unfit for service. The figure of 8 represents my present shape, and the mark on my left shoulder denotes the place where I was born. My former associates were other horses, like myself, but the pain of a burning brand has caused me to shun them, and to connect myself with other animals of a different kind, who are called men. They are kind to me, and I am kind to them, for they have rendered me gentle and obedient, and I have profited by their
