There must be a beauty in buying and selling, if there is beauty in everything: but it is very ugly to me.

My life as transport-rider would have been the best life in the world if I had had only one wagon to drive.

My master told me he would drive one, I the other, and he would hire another person to drive the third.

But the first day I drove two to help him, and after that he let me drive all three.

Whenever we came to an hotel he stopped behind to get a drink, and when he rode up to the wagons he could never stand; the Hottentot and I used to lift him up.