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An orphaned boy and a kidnapped horse gallop for Narnia...and freedom.

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The Chronicles of Narnia C S LEWIS BOOK THREE The Horse and His Boy - photo 1

The Chronicles of Narnia

C. S. LEWIS

BOOK THREE

The Horse and His Boy ILLUSTRATED IN COLOR BY PAULINE BAYNES TO DAVID AND - photo 2

The Horse and His Boy

ILLUSTRATED IN COLOR
BY PAULINE BAYNES

TO DAVID AND DOUGLAS GRESHAM Contents ONE HOW SHASTA SET OUT ON HIS - photo 3

TO DAVID AND DOUGLAS GRESHAM

Contents ONE HOW SHASTA SET OUT ON HIS TRAVELS THIS IS THE STORY OF AN - photo 4

Contents
ONE
HOW SHASTA SET OUT ON HIS TRAVELS

THIS IS THE STORY OF AN ADVENTURE that happened in Narnia and Calormen and the lands between, in the Golden Age when Peter was High King in Narnia and his brother and his two sisters were King and Queens under him.

In those days, far south in Calormen on a little creek of the sea, there lived a poor fisherman called Arsheesh, and with him there lived a boy who called him Father. The boys name was Shasta. On most days Arsheesh went out in his boat to fish in the morning, and in the afternoon he harnessed his donkey to a cart and loaded the cart with fish and went a mile or so southward to the village to sell it. If it had sold well he would come home in a moderately good temper and say nothing to Shasta, but if it had sold badly he would find fault with him and perhaps beat him. There was always something to find fault with for Shasta had plenty of work to do, mending and washing the nets, cooking the supper, and cleaning the cottage in which they both lived.

Shasta was not at all interested in anything that lay south of his home because he had once or twice been to the village with Arsheesh and he knew that there was nothing very interesting there. In the village he only met other men who were just like his fathermen with long, dirty robes, and wooden shoes turned up at the toe, and turbans on their heads, and beards, talking to one another very slowly about things that sounded dull. But he was very interested in everything that lay to the North because no one ever went that way and he was never allowed to go there himself. When he was sitting out of doors mending the nets, and all alone, he would often look eagerly to the North. One could see nothing but a grassy slope running up to a level ridge and beyond that the sky with perhaps a few birds in it.

Sometimes if Arsheesh was there Shasta would say, O my Father, what is there beyond that hill? And then if the fisherman was in a bad temper he would box Shastas ears and tell him to attend to his work. Or if he was in a peaceable mood he would say, O my son, do not allow your mind to be distracted by idle questions. For one of the poets has said, Application to business is the root of prosperity, but those who ask questions that do not concern them are steering the ship of folly toward the rock of indigence.

Shasta thought that beyond the hill there must be some delightful secret which his father wished to hide from him. In reality, however, the fisherman talked like this because he didnt know what lay to the North. Neither did he care. He had a very practical mind.

One day there came from the South a stranger who was unlike any man that Shasta had seen before. He rode upon a strong dappled horse with flowing mane and tail and his stirrups and bridle were inlaid with silver. The spike of a helmet projected from the middle of his silken turban and he wore a shirt of chain mail. By his side hung a curving scimitar, a round shield studded with bosses of brass hung at his back, and his right hand grasped a lance. His face was dark, but this did not surprise Shasta because all the people of Calormen are like that; what did surprise him was the mans beard which was dyed crimson, and curled and gleaming with scented oil. But Arsheesh knew by the gold on the strangers bare arm that he was a Tarkaan or great lord, and he bowed kneeling before him till his beard touched the earth and made signs to Shasta to kneel also.

The stranger demanded hospitality for the night which of course the fisherman dared not refuse. All the best they had was set before the Tarkaan for supper (and he didnt think much of it) and Shasta, as always happened when the fisherman had company, was given a hunk of bread and turned out of the cottage. On these occasions he usually slept with the donkey in its little thatched stable. But it was much too early to go to sleep yet, and Shasta, who had never learned that it is wrong to listen behind doors, sat down with his ear to a crack in the wooden wall of the cottage to hear what the grown-ups were talking about. And this is what he heard.

And now O my host said the Tarkaan I have a mind to buy that boy of yours O - photo 5

And now, O my host, said the Tarkaan, I have a mind to buy that boy of yours.

O my master, replied the fisherman (and Shasta knew by the wheedling tone the greedy look that was probably coming into his face as he said it), what price could induce your servant, poor though he is, to sell into slavery his only child and his own flesh? Has not one of the poets said, Natural affection is stronger than soup and offspring more precious than carbuncles?

It is even so, replied the guest dryly. But another poet has likewise said, He who attempts to deceive the judicious is already baring his own back for the scourge. Do not load your aged mouth with falsehoods. This boy is manifestly no son of yours, for your cheek is as dark as mine but the boy is fair and white like the accursed but beautiful barbarians who inhabit the remote North.

How well it was said, answered the fisherman, that Swords can be kept off with shields but the Eye of Wisdom pierces through every defense! Know then, O my formidable guest, that because of my extreme poverty I have never married and have no child. But in that same year in which the Tisroc (may he live forever) began his august and beneficent reign, on a night when the moon was at her full, it pleased the gods to deprive me of my sleep. Therefore I arose from my bed in this hovel and went forth to the beach to refresh myself with looking upon the water and the moon and breathing the cool air. And presently I heard a noise as of oars coming to me across the water and then, as it were, a weak cry. And shortly after, the tide brought to the land a little boat in which there was nothing but a man lean with extreme hunger and thirst who seemed to have died but a few moments before (for he was still warm), and an empty water-skin, and a child, still living. Doubtless, said I, these unfortunates have escaped from the wreck of a great ship, but by the admirable designs of the gods, the elder has starved himself to keep the child alive and has perished in sight of land. Accordingly, remembering how the gods never fail to reward those who befriend the destitute, and being moved by compassion (for your servant is a man of tender heart)

Leave out all these idle words in your own praise, interrupted the Tarkaan. It is enough to know that you took the childand have had ten times the worth of his daily bread out of him in labor, as anyone can see. And now tell me at once what price you put on him, for I am wearied with your loquacity.

You yourself have wisely said, answered Arsheesh, that the boys labor has been to me of inestimable value. This must be taken into account in fixing the price. For if I sell the boy I must undoubtedly either buy or hire another to do his work.

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