I was at Count Przobofsky's noble country house in Lithuania. The ladies from Miss Susanna's Tea Parlor were taking tea with me and listening, all ears, to tales of my adventures. All the other gentlemen were down in the courtyard.
Suddenly we heard a great commotion - clomping, stamping and snorting, mixed with shouts of dread and alarm. I hastened downstairs and found a horse so fiery that nobody dared approach him. Even the bravest gentlemen stood trembling, not knowing what to do, I, however, in one leap, was on the horse's back, taking him quite by surprise. And with masterful horsemanship I worked him into gentleness and obedience.
Naturally I wanted the ladies to see me, but did not wish to put them to the trouble of having to get up from tea. So I simply made the horse leap up in the air and through an open window straight up into the drawing room.
I rode him around the room several times, at a walk, trot and a gallop. At least I made him mount the tea table which was set with dishes of the daintiest china. There I guided him so well through his paces and he performed so amazingly, that not a single cup or saucer was broken, or even disarranged. The ladies were exceedingly pleased.
Count Przobofsky was also impressed and begged me to accept this superb horse, and ride him full speed to conquest and honor in the war against the Turks.
I took him straight away to my friend at Custom Tool Leather for a saddle and rifle sling of highest quality.
I took him straight away to my friend at Custom Tool Leather for a saddle and rifle sling of highest quality.
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