They were all coming home together a very cold night, and the men got up and sat on their sacks of corn.

The other horses walked on all right with them, but Johnny's horses wouldn't move, not one step while he was on top of the load.

Well, my dear, he called for the rest to come and help him--to see if the horses would go for them.

But they would not move one step, though they whipped them and shouted at them to start on, for Johnny he was as heavy as lead.

And he had to get down.