Child and Horse

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Child and Horse

A mother driving out with child,

When the storm it blew so wild;

So keen the cold the mother felt,

She went to house to get a quilt.

And her little girl she snug lay

In the bottom of the buggy,

But as the horse it was not tied,

At a dog it got terrified.

And off it ran with the dear child,

Leaving mother in anguish wild;

She tried to follow up the horse,

But soon she got on the wrong course.

She searched all day, but found no trace,

’Till faint and weary with her pace;

And as the day draws to a close,

She fears her child it will be froze,

If she is not dashed to pieces

By the runaway, so vicious:

A horrid night the mother spent,

And many a prayer to Heaven sent,

That the Lord would save her dear child

From her numerous dangers wild;

It plainly shows the Lord did hear,

And spared the life of infant dear.

For it so happened that next day

Some boys who in the woods did play,

In place well sheltered by the trees

Where but slightly it did freeze,

These youths there found the buggy,

And horse it there beside it lay

With the child beside its breast,

It seemed as if it child caressed.

So lovingly within its arm,

As if protecting it from harm.

The mother came and thanked the Lord

That her lost child was now restored.

And even the runaway horse,

From his race was none the worse;

The beast the family highly prize

For its care of child so wise.

It seem’d as if little deary,

Of the buggy had grown weary;

And when the horse lay down to rest

She went and lay upon its breast.

While mother she was in alarm,

Her child was sleeping snug and warm;

The lesson we must learn from thence,

Is for to trust in Providence.