Cutting the tugs and rolling the stones away the ponies jumped up miraculously little injured, and even the wagon still serviceable, but I had to walk a long way to get assistance.

Then we have fallen through rotten bridges, stuck in rivers and quicksands, and all sorts of things.
One pony of this team, "Punch," was really the hardiest, best-built, best-natured and most intelligent of any I have ever known.

Many a time, on long trips, has the other pony played completely out and actually dropped on the road.

But Punch seemed to be never tired.

He was a great pet too, and could be fondled to your heart's content.