"I rode him once, John.

He has no name.
Uncle Jim said he should have no name until he had an owner.

Now I know." John stood patting the horse's neck.

"Wasn't his mother a Virginia mare, James ?" said Ann.
"Yes." "Oh, then call him Dixy." For a moment the Squire was of a mind to object, but said gaily, "By all means, Ann, call him Dixy if you like, and now breakfast, please." Here they heard Dixy's pedigree at length.
"Above all, Jack, remember that Dixy is of gentle birth; make friends with him.

He may misbehave; never, sir, lose your temper with him.