The Horse and His Rider: Or, Sketches and Anecdotes of the Noble Quadruped, and of Equestrian NationsSpringfield, Rollo
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The Horse and His Rider: Or, Sketches and Anecdotes of the Noble Quadruped, and of Equestrian Nations
Springfield, Rollo
Horsemen and horsewomen; Horses; Horses -- Anecdotes
The quality of the horse’s vision differs from that of man. The former
can take in a wider range in consequence of the lateral position of the
eyes and their distance apart; and when the animal, with its head down,
is quietly grazing, it can see objects with facility in every direction
round it. Man’s vision is more limited in range, but it is probable more
acute, because the black lining of the human eye renders it a more
perfect camera obscura, and gives more vividness to the pictures formed
within it. The lining membrane of the horse’s eye is of a beautiful sea
green colour, in consequence of which it absorbs so much the less light,
and thereby affords increased power of vision in the night. Every rider
must be aware from experience that his horse can discern surrounding
objects, when the gloom of evening conceals them from his own eyesight.
All animals who have to seek their food by night have the interior of
the eye more or less bright; in the wolf and the dog it is grey; and in
all varieties of the cat species it is yellow; the eyes of the lion have
been compared to two flaming torches in the night. There are individuals
of the human race called Albinos, whose eyes look red like those of
ferrets, from the absence of the usual black pigment, and these persons
are almost blind by day, but see with ease in what to other men seems
thick darkness.
“Many persons erroneously suppose that the flow of tears, caused by
bodily pain or emotions of the mind, is peculiar to man. But Shakspere
says of the wounded stag:—
“The big round tears
Coursed one another down his innocent nose
In piteous chase;”
and horses are repeatedly seen to weep under acute pain or brutal usage.
Mr. Lawrence, speaking of the cruelty exercised by some dealers in what
they call “firing” a horse before he is led out for sale, in order to
rouse every spark of mettle, says, “More than fifty years have passed
away, and I have before eyes a poor mare stone blind, exquisitely
shaped, and showing all the marks of high blood, whom I saw unmercifully
cut with the whip a quarter of an hour before the sale, to bring her to
the use of her stiffened limbs, _while the tears were trickling down her
cheeks_.”
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