If I fell on the same side always, it would get to be monotonous after a while.

This creature has scared at every thing he has seen to-day, except a haystack.
He walked up to that with an intrepidity and a recklessness that were astonishing.

And it would fill any one with admiration to see how he preserves his self-possession in the presence of a barley sack.

This dare-devil bravery will be the death of this horse some day.
He is not particularly fast, but I think he will get me through the Holy Land.

He has only one fault.