The Veteran Mounted Police Horse - Production & Contact Info (original) (raw)

An empty beaded young colt was frisking about the farm one day when a strange horse was introduced into the pasture. He was old and shabby, and at first the colt looked scornfully at him, but when he found that his companion had been out ...See moreAn empty beaded young colt was frisking about the farm one day when a strange horse was introduced into the pasture. He was old and shabby, and at first the colt looked scornfully at him, but when he found that his companion had been out in the world, he displayed more interest. "This is a nice farm," confided the young colt, "We have plenty to eat and nothing to do, but how I long to get out and see life." "There is little in life for a horse," said the older animal sadly, "I have seen it all and I know what I am talking about. Why, I was on the police force." Then as the young colt listened with interest, the old horse told the story of his life. "When I was young," he said, "my strength and beauty attracted favorable notice, and I was purchased for the New York Police Department. They had a university for police horses down at Jamaica, Long Island, and the course is very severe. After receiving my diploma, I was turned over to a member of the mounted squad. If I wanted to I could tell you the name of the society woman my master saved from injury in a runaway. As the years passed I grew feeble and was too slow to remain on the force. They took off my uniform, and I was sold to a hackman. He had some good qualities, but not many. After a while the automobiles ruined his business, and he retired. My next owner was a huckster, a cruel taskmaster. Often I wished that I could lie down and die, for I never knew that a horse could be so miserable as I. He was especially brutal one day, and I thought that the end had come. Then a mounted policeman dashed up, and sternly rebuked him. I looked at my preserver with gratitude and recognized my first master. He knew me, too. He told the huckster that he wanted to buy me and he did. Then he led me away to this place, telling me I would never have to work again, but would be cared for as long as I lived." The old horse stopped, turned, and saying, "Here's my old master now. He always comes on his day off," dashed away to a man in uniform who approached from the farm. Written by Moving Picture World synopsis See less