slowgoes

Updated: June 19, 2025

Our smoking nag is over his impatience now, and, being well blanketed, understands what is wanted of him quite as well as if he were tied, and stands as still as if he were Squire Slowgoes' fat and lazy "family horse." With pants tied snugly over our topboots to keep out the intruding snow, we plunge into the woods.

Lyman Abbott - Laicus; Or, the Experiences of a Layman in a Country Parish.