Drawing Water


Some years ago, an ass was employed at Carisbrook Castle, in the Isle of

Wight, in drawing water by a large wheel from a very deep well, supposed

to have been sunk by the Romans. When the keeper wanted water, he would

say to the ass, "Tom, my boy, I want water; get into the wheel, my good

lad;" which Thomas immediately performed with an alacrity and sagacity

that would have done credit to a nobler animal; and no doubt he knew the

precise number of times necessary for the wheel to revolve upon its axis,

to complete his labour, because every time he brought the bucket to the

surface of the well, he constantly stopped and turned round his honest

head to observe the moment when his master laid hold of the bucket to draw

it towards him, because he had then a nice evolution to make, either to

recede or to advance a little. It was pleasing to observe with what

steadiness and regularity the poor animal performed his labour.



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