The yoke standing high above the horse's head and touching him nowhere, has a curious appearance when first seen.

I never could get over the idea while looking at a dray in motion, that the horse was endeavoring to walk through an arched gateway and taking it along with him.
The shafts were wide apart and attached by straps to the horse's collar.

All the tension came through the shafts, and these were strengthened by ropes that extended to the ends of the forward axle.
Harnesses had a shabby, 'fixed up' appearance, with a good deal of rope in their composition.

Why they did not go to pieces or crumble to nothing, like the deacon's One Horse Shay, was a mystery.
Before leaving Nicolayevsk I enjoyed a ride in one of its private carriages.

The vehicle was open, its floor quite low, and the wheels small.