Article April 6, 1968 Issue

A Way with Horses

[For young teens]

MIRIAM BECKHOFF DAMSGAARD

Vicki had always wanted a horse of her own. She had often gone riding with friends and had taken riding lessons for several years at camp. But she longed for a horse to love and train herself.

Her dream came true when her father told her one evening he had bought her a beautiful black and white pony. Casey, as he was called, was part Arabian and part Hackney. He had the courage and endurance of the Arabian. And, like Hackney ponies, he held his head proudly and lifted his front legs high as he pranced along. "I've never seen a more beautiful gait," said Father.

But Casey was high-spirited and had been running wild in a neighbor's pasture all winter. When the men went to get him, he heard the clang of the tail gate, as they opened the horse trailer, and spooked. The more they worked, the more panic-stricken Casey became. He plunged wildly from side to side and kicked and bucked so ferociously that finally they had to give up for fear he would hurt himself. Later it took three men and a truck to load him.

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