Minkie says I ought to begin this story, because I am the biggest and strongest. I don't see that at all, but she thinks I can't see much, anyhow, owing to my silly habit of wearing blinkers, which is just her irritating way of settling an argument--as if _I_ made the harness. And she knows better, too. I have an eye stuck on each side of my head to enable me to look nearly all round the circle; but that clever individual, man, tries to improve on Providence by making me don the rogue's badge. Well, it would make any horse laugh. You watch how the clever individual came to grief when Minkie and her gang tackled him. Yes, that is what they call us--her "gang"--although Dandy, the fox-terrier,…
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