Morgan passed the remainder of his life in the kind care of Mr. Bean, of Chelsea. He died from the effects of a kick from another horse, in 1821, at the advanced age of thirty-two years. [Illustration: Painted from life by Ford Attwood, N. Y. ENTERPRISE] FOOTNOTES: [14] Editor American Horse Breeder:--I am an old man, eighty-three, this month, and seeing an article in your last in praise of the Morgan Horse, I want to add a word of gratitude for their noble service done me as a stage-proprietor on the Fourth New Hampshire Town-pike; as livery man and farmer…. For endurance, intelligence and as trappy drivers, the Morgans have no equals. To handle six or eight horses on a stage-coach over hills--without accident--looks to me wonderful now, for brakes were not known in those days. I sometimes think it could not have been done without the Morgan horses, for their superior intelligence was often displayed in cases of danger--like running on icy, sidling roads, where every tug was needed, and the horses on the run, to prevent the coach from falling off the bank! I have often done this and seen others do it, and accidents were few. These horses seemed to know what was wanted and understood the danger as well as the driver. It was sometimes no easy matter to carry the mails through blinding sleet and heavy drifts, but I never had a Morgan horse look back to refuse me. They always faced the blast. If a double trip had to be made the _Morgans_ always did it and the long-jointed, over-reaching, interfering span of some other breed was kept in the barn. Yours, J. C. CREMER, Hanover, N. H. _American Horse Breeder_, 1892. [15] “I see horses every day with, perhaps, a thirty-second part of the blood of Old Justin Morgan, but there it is, still predominating; there is the _Morgan_ still to be seen plainly. Every close observer, every discerning judge of horses always admits this tendency of his blood.”--_From an article by James D. Ladd, Wallace’s Monthly, July, 1882._ POSTWORD.