Dan thoroughly enjoyed the drive as he nestled by the parson's side. It was very strange to be speeding along in such a luxurious manner, with a horse travelling like the wind, and a big jolly man holding the reins. He said nothing, but kept his eye fixed upon Midnight, his admiration steadily increasing. He would like to own a horse like that, and down in his heart he determined to have one some day--his very own.
"What do you think of Midnight, lad?" asked the parson, noticing Dan's admiring gaze.
"Great!" was the reply.
"Wish to have one like her, eh?"
"Y'bet."
"You will some day, boy; you will. But get a good one or none at all, and here's a safe rule:
"Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head and nostrils wide, High crest, short ear
