The means of transportation employed by the people are the pony carriage or surrey, the saddle horse, the ox-cart and the foot. The beast of burden is either the donkey or the pony. These animals are employed to carry goods in packs over the trails, in place of using the wagon. The ponies are usually small, half-starved, badly treated animals. They carry great burdens, that look heavy enough to crush them to the ground. Their food consists of green corn and grass. One of the commonest sights on the road, street, or marketplace is the pony with his load of green fodder. This is usually so large that it covers the animal entirely, but the master is always in plain view, sitting astride the moving corn-stack. [Illustration: A PUERTO RICAN PONY LOADED.] The planters and farmers have an odd-looking saddle, which they use on these ponies. It is a leather pad to which are attached wicker baskets. The well-to-do farmers who own ponies carry fruit and vegetables in these baskets. Sometimes two hogs are brought to market in the baskets, with all four feet tied together. When the farmer takes his family to market, he and his wife ride the pony, and the children ride in the baskets. The ponies also carry bales of grass, trunks, and all kinds of household goods, and furniture. The principal draught animals are oxen. The heavy two-wheeled ox cart is used to convey great loads of sugar, coffee, and tobacco or fruit, over the good roads. Great, strong, patient beasts they are. They are yoked by a bar of heavy wood fastened to their horns. They are driven, not with words or whip, but with a goad. The driver or teamster walks in front of his team and waves his arms and goad the way he wishes them to go. If they do not follow fast enough to please him, he urges them along by prodding them. The end of the goad is shod with a sharp spike of steel, three inches or more long. Often we see these oxen dripping with blood, and seamed and scarred with wounds. Besides the pain of this constant goading, they suffer from flies upon their face, nose and eyes. Since their heads are bound, they can not shake the flies off. All day they stand or travel in the hot sun without water or food. Even when they stop or rest, no one thinks of putting them in the shade. Almost all the people are cruel to their animals, yet they seem not to realize that they are doing wrong. It is a custom, that is all. It makes us wish we might organize a society for the prevention of cruelty. It is, perhaps, the only thing that could change this custom. * * * * * THE FARMER AND HIS HOME. Puerto Rico is a country of farmers. Nearly five-sixths of the people live in the country. Their homes are scattered along the valleys, on the hills, and even on the mountain tops; for the land is fertile everywhere. [Illustration: THE PUERTO RICAN FARMER IN TOWN.]