Black Beauty
     An Autobiography of a Horse

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  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.