He held his head very low till his little master had got it over and turned it round, and then he lifted his head, and shook it on to his shoulders.

The yoke was rather difficult; but when he had laid the traces over the horse's neck, the weight was not too much for him.

He got him right at last, and led him out of the stable.
By this time there were several of the men watching him, but they would not interfere, they were so anxious to see how he would get over the various difficulties.

They followed him as far as the stable-door, and there stood watching him again as he put the horse between the shafts, got them up one after the other into the loops, fastened the traces, the belly-band, the breeching, and the reins.
Then he got his whip.

The moment he mounted the box, the men broke into a hearty cheer of delight at his success.