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    This passage introduces the narrator, a horse named Darkie, and describes his early life and home. Darkie lived in a large meadow with his mother and other colt companions. His mother advised him to be gentle and avoid learning bad habits from the cart horse colts. Their kind master, who was fond of Darkie's mother, provided them with good care, food, and shelter. He protected the colts from a boy who would throw stones at them for fun. The passage establishes Darkie's pleasant early surroundings and caring relationships.

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    This passage introduces the narrator, a horse named Darkie, and describes his early life and home. Darkie lived in a large meadow with his mother and other colt companions. His mother advised him to be gentle and avoid learning bad habits from the cart horse colts. Their kind master, who was fond of Darkie's mother, provided them with good care, food, and shelter. He protected the colts from a boy who would throw stones at them for fun. The passage establishes Darkie's pleasant early surroundings and caring relationships.

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    This passage introduces the narrator, a horse named Darkie, and describes his early life and home. Darkie lived in a large meadow with his mother and other colt companions. His mother advised him to be gentle and avoid learning bad habits from the cart horse colts. Their kind master, who was fond of Darkie's mother, provided them with good care, food, and shelter. He protected the colts from a boy who would throw stones at them for fun. The passage establishes Darkie's pleasant early surroundings and caring relationships.

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    Black Beauty

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    This passage introduces the narrator, a horse named Darkie, and describes his early life and home. Darkie lived in a large meadow with his mother and other colt companions. His mother advised him to be gentle and avoid learning bad habits from the cart horse colts. Their kind master, who was fond of Darkie's mother, provided them with good care, food, and shelter. He protected the colts from a boy who would throw stones at them for fun. The passage establishes Darkie's pleasant early surroundings and caring relationships.

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    Black Beauty

    Part I
    01 My Early Home
    The first place that I can well remember was a large pleasant meadow with a pond of clear water in it.
    Some shady trees leaned over it, and rushes and water-lilies grew at the deep end. Over the hedge on one
    side we looked into a plowed field, and on the other we looked over a gate at our master's house, which
    stood by the roadside; at the top of the meadow was a grove of fir trees, and at the bottom a running brook
    overhung by a steep bank.
    While I was young I lived upon my mother's milk, as I could not eat grass. In the daytime I ran by her
    side, and at night I lay down close by her. When it was hot we used to stand by the pond in the shade of
    the trees, and when it was cold we had a nice warm shed near the grove.
    As soon as I was old enough to eat grass my mother used to go out to work in the daytime, and come
    back in the evening.
    There were six young colts in the meadow besides me; they were older than I was; some were nearly as
    large as grown-up horses. I used to run with them, and had great fun; we used to gallop all together round
    and round the field as hard as we could go. Sometimes we had rather rough play, for they would
    frequently bite and kick as well as gallop.
    One day, when there was a good deal of kicking, my mother whinnied to me to come to her, and then
    she said:
    “I wish you to pay attention to what I am going to say to you. The colts who live here are very good
    colts, but they are cart-horse colts, and of course they have not learned manners. You have been well-bred
    and well-born; your father has a great name in these parts, and your grandfather won the cup two years at
    the Newmarket races; your grandmother had the sweetest temper of any horse I ever knew, and I think
    you have never seen me kick or bite. I hope you will grow up gentle and good, and never learn bad ways;
    do your work with a good will, lift your feet up well when you trot, and never bite or kick even in play.”
    I have never forgotten my mother's advice; I knew she was a wise old horse, and our master thought a
    great deal of her. Her name was Duchess, but he often called her Pet.
    Our master was a good, kind man. He gave us good food, good lodging, and kind words; he spoke as
    kindly to us as he did to his little children. We were all fond of him, and my mother loved him very much.
    When she saw him at the gate she would neigh with joy, and trot up to him. He would pat and stroke her
    and say, “Well, old Pet, and how is your little Darkie?” I was a dull black, so he called me Darkie; then he
    would give me a piece of bread, which was very good, and sometimes he brought a carrot for my mother.
    All the horses would come to him, but I think we were his favorites. My mother always took him to the
    town on a market day in a light gig.
    There was a plowboy, Dick, who sometimes came into our field to pluck blackberries from the hedge.
    When he had eaten all he wanted he would have what he called fun with the colts, throwing stones and
    sticks at them to make them gallop. We did not much mind him, for we could gallop off; but sometimes a
    stone would hit and hurt us.
    One day he was at this game, and did not know that the master was in the next field; but he was there,
    watching what was going on; over the hedge he jumped in a snap, and catching Dick by the arm, he gave
    him such a box on the ear as made him roar with the pain and surprise. As soon as we saw the master we
    trotted up nearer to see what went on.
    “Bad boy!” he said, “bad boy! to chase the colts. This is not the first time, nor the second, but it shall
    be the last. There—take your money and go home; I shall not want you on my farm again.” So we never
    saw Dick any more. Old Daniel, the man who looked after the horses, was just as gentle as our master, so
    we were well off.
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