WHEN BEARS WERE DENNING UP Despite the hard times and low prices, the old Squire determined to go on with his lumber business that winter; and as more teams were needed for work at his logging camp in the woods, he bought sixteen work-horses, from Prince Edward Island.

They had come by steamer to Portland; and the old Squire, with two hired men, went down to get them.
He and the men drove six of them home, hitched to a new express wagon, and led the other ten behind.
The horses were great, docile creatures, with shaggy, clumsy legs, hoofs as big as dinner plates, and fetlocks six inches long.

Later we had to shear their legs, because the long hair loaded up so badly with snow.
Several of them were light red in color, and had crinkly manes and tails; and three or four weighed as much as sixteen hundred pounds apiece.

Each horse had its name, age, and weight on a tag.

I still remember some of the names.