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CONTENTS


  CHAPTER I.
  CHAPTER II.
  CHAPTER III.
  CHAPTER IV.
  CHAPTER V.
  CHAPTER VI.
  CHAPTER VII.
  CHAPTER VIII.
  CHAPTER IX.
  CHAPTER X.
  CHAPTER XI.
  CHAPTER XII.
  CHAPTER XIII.
  CHAPTER XIV.
  CHAPTER XV.
  CHAPTER XVI.
  CHAPTER XVII.
  CHAPTER XVIII.
  CHAPTER XIX.
  CHAPTER XX.




  "WHITE DANDY _OR_ MASTER AND I"

  A HORSE'S STORY

  25
  CENTS.

  BY VELMA CALDWELL MELVILLE.

  A COMPANION BOOK TO "BLACK BEAUTY."

  [Illustration]

  J. S. OGILVIE, PUBLISHING CO.
  57 ROSE ST. NEW YORK.




  "WHITE DANDY"

  OR,

  MASTER AND I.

  A Horse's Story.

  BY

  VELMA CALDWELL MELVILLE.

  _Author of "Queen Bess."_

  A Companion Story to "Black Beauty."


  THE SUNNYSIDE SERIES. No. 102. July, 1898. Issued Quarterly.
  $1.00 per year. Entered at New York Post-Office as second-class matter.

  (COPYRIGHT 1898 BY J. S. OGILVIE PUBLISHING CO.)


  NEW YORK:
  J. S. OGILVIE PUBLISHING COMPANY,
  57 ROSE STREET.




"WHITE DANDY"

OR,

MASTER AND I.




CHAPTER I.


Master is Dr. Richard Wallace and I am Dandy, the doctor's favorite
horse, long-tried companion and friend.

Neither of us are as young as we once were, but time seems to tell less
on us than on some others, though I have never been quite the same since
that dreadful year that Master was out West. He often strokes my face
and says: "We're getting old, my boy, getting old, but it don't matter."
Then I see a far away look in the kind, blue eyes--a look that I know so
well--and I press my cheek against his, trying to comfort him. I know
full well what he is thinking about, whether he mentions it right out or
not.

Yes, I remember all about the tragedy that shaped both our lives, and
how I have longed for intelligent speech that I might talk it all over
with him.

He is sixty-two now and I only half as old, but while he is just as busy
as ever, he will not permit me to undertake a single hardship.

Dr. Fred--his brother and partner--sometimes says: "Don't be a fool over
that old horse, Dick! He is able to work as any of us." But the latter
smiles and shakes his head: "Dandy has seen hard service enough and
earned a peaceful old age."

Fred sneers. He says he has no patience with "Dick's nonsense;" but then
he was in Europe when the tragedy occurred, and besides I suppose it
takes the romance and sentiment out of a man to have two wives, raise
three bad boys and bury one willful daughter, to say nothing of the
grandson he has on his hands now; and I might add further that he is a
vastly different man from Dick anyway.

It is a grand thing to spend one's life for others; that is what my
master has done, and it is what we horses do. Of course he is looking
forward to his reward, but we are not expecting anything, though he
insists that there will be a heaven for all faithful domestic animals.
Fred says there is no Bible for it, but Dick says that they could not
mention everything in one book. He says, too, that while he believes
everything to be true that is in the Bible, at the same time he knows
many things to be true that are not there; then he tells about a good
old minister, who, when asked to lend his influence in the organization
of a society for the prevention of cruelty to animals, replied that if
Paul had written a chapter on the subject he would consider it worth his
while to countenance the movement, but as he didn't, he must be excused.

For the benefit of such men, Master says he wishes the apostle had had
time and inclination to write a chapter, and since he did not--with due
reverence for Paul--it would have suited him better, and met a
nineteenth century need closer, if he had omitted suggestions on ladies'
toilets and dealt a few of his sledge-hammer blows at the man who
oppresses the defenseless. Of course I know nothing about such things
