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Anna Sewell. Black Beauty
BLACK BEAUTY
– 1 — My first home
– 2 — Birtwick Park
– 3 — Ginger’s story
– 4 — Kindness and cruelty
– 5 — The storm
– 6 — The fire
– 7 — Joe Green
– 8 — Earlshall Park
– 9 — The accident and new masters
– 10 — A London cab horse
– 11 — Goodbye to old friends
– 12 — Hard times
– 13 — My last home
GLOSSARY
ACTIVITIES. Before Reading
ACTIVITIES. While Reading
ACTIVITIES. After Reading
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
OXFORD BOOKWORMS LIBRARY
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The first place I can remember well was a pleasant field with a pond of clear water in it. Trees made shadows over the pond, and water plants grew at the deep end. On one side was another field, and on the other side we looked over a gate at our master’s house, which stood by the roadside. At the top of our field were more tall trees, and at the bottom was a fast-running stream.
While I was young, I lived on my mother’s milk, but as soon as I was old enough to eat grass, my mother went out to work during the day and came back in the evening.
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‘They are young farm horses and haven’t learned how to behave,’ my mother told me. ‘You are different. Your father is well known, and your grandfather twice won the most important race at Newmarket. Your grandmother was quiet and gentle, and you have never seen me kick or bite, have you? I hope you will grow up to be gentle and a willing worker, and never bite or kick.’
I have never forgotten my mother’s advice. She was a clever and sensible old horse. Her name was Duchess, but our master often called her Pet. He was a good, kind man, and my mother loved him very much. Whenever she saw him at the gate, she trotted across. He used to pat her and say, ‘Well, old Pet, and how is your little Darkie?’ I was a dull black colour, so he called me Darkie. He sometimes brought a piece of bread for me, or a carrot for my mother, and I think we were his favourites.
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