"Farm horse" Quotes from Famous Books
... merit of his own, Ward secured a mount and journeyed dismally toward the north. The farm horse was fat and stolid and plodded with slow pace; for saddle there was a folded blanket. With only the lantern to light the way, he did not dare to hurry the beast. It was not until wan, depressing light filtered ... — Joan of Arc of the North Woods • Holman Day |