Tuppy; Or, the Autobiography of a Donkey, by the Author of 'The Triumphs of Steam' Or, the Autobiography of a Donkey, by the Author of 'The Triumphs of Steam'. (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1860. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER VI. The Trial comes to an end--An old Friend visits my Stable-- I take my first Railway Excursion and find myself in well-remembered Scenes--Home again--Conclusion. As days passed on, and still I neither saw nor heard anything of my dear mistress, my heart misgave me. Was it possible, after all, that she had forsaken me? Would she give me back into the power of that dreadful man? Oh how I wished that I had not suffered myself to be led out of the court; that I had stayed by her side, and never lost sight of her until I was once more in the pleasant green fields of my early home. It was in vain to regret the past. I might fume and fret, it would make no difference to the tiresome present. If I could but have released myself from the bridle that bound me to my stall, I would have made my escape from the stable, and never rested, I thought, until I had once again found my mistress. Happily for me, I was not permitted to accomplish my object, or who knows but my second flight might have been attended with quite as disastrous consequences as my first; but all that I got by my efforts to escape, was to draw upon myself the attention of my guardians, and make them secure me more carefully than before. I hated them, then--foolish donkey that I was; but I have owed them such a debt of gratitude ever since, that nothing pains me more than to hear a word said against the police. Let every one speak as they find; I say, they are a fine, brave body of men, who have a very difficult duty to perform, and do it faithfully and well. But to come back to myself. I was standing musing, I am afraid, in a very discontented state of mind, when I heard the door of the stable open. Thinking, however, it was only one of the men Qome to attend to their work, T did not e...