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Sometimes she felt as if she must break away from it all , and take Robin , and ride into the wilderness again . If it were not for the Christian Endeavor , she would have done so , perhaps . Robin , poor beast , was well housed and well fed ; but he worked for his living as did his mistress . He was a grocer 's delivery horse , worked from Monday morning early till Saturday night at ten o'clock , subject to curses and kicks from the grocery boy , expected to stand meekly at the curbstones , snuffing the dusty brick pavements while the boy delivered a box of goods , and while trolleys and beer-wagons and automobiles slammed and rumbled and tooted by him , and then to start on the double-quick to the next stopping-place . He to be thus under the rod who had trod the plains with a free foot and snuffed the mountain air ! It was a great come-down , and his life became a weariness to him . But he earned his mistress a dollar a week besides his board .