黑布林Black Beauty黑駿馬---期末缺詞填空專項訓(xùn)練

1、期末缺詞填空專項訓(xùn)練(2)黑布林黑駿馬11-1) E1 in spring, the Lord and some of his family went to London Ginger and I and some other horses stayed at home.The Earl's daughter, Lady Anne, loved r2 horses with her brother and cousins. She was a good r3 , and a gentle and beautiful person too. I was her horse, and sh

2、e named me “Black Auster". I enjoyed these rides with Lady Anne in the clear cold air.One day Lady Anne wanted to r4 Lizzie, a bright bay mare. Mr Blantyre, her cousin, who was staying at the hall, said:"Lizzie is too nervous for you. She is not s5 ."Lady Anne said: “Don't w6 , Bl

3、antyre. I'm a good rider. You can ride Black Auster."As we were leaving, a servant gave Lady Anne a note from her sister, a7 her to go to the doctor's. We r8 to the village, and arrived at the doctor's gate. There was a long drives up to the house between tall trees. Lady Anne said

4、to Mr Blantyre, “You go to the house. I can wait here with Lizzie."Lizzie was standing by the side of the road not far from me Lady Anne was s9 on Lizzie, humming' a little song. There was a field nearby with a gate. Just then some horses and colts came out of the gate. One of them ran a10

5、the road and up against Lizzie's back legs. Suddenly Lizzie gave a big kick, and galloped off down the road. Lady Anne nearly fell off but she soon recovered-. I neighed loudly for help.Mr Blantyre came running to the gate; he saw Lady Anne and Lizzie far away down the road. Quickly he j11 on my

6、 back and we chased after them.11-2)Several times we saw them and then lost them again. An old man was standing by the s1 of the road. "To the common, to the common, sir!" he told us.Then we saw Lady Anne p2 in front of us in her green coat. Her hat was gone, and her long hair was loose

7、9;. Her head and body were thrown back, as if she were pulling as hard as possible. She l3 exhausted. But we were gaining on' them.About halfway across the common Lizzie tried to jump over a ditch' but fell down. When we a4 , Lady Anne was lying on the ground. Her face was white and her eyes

8、 were closed."Annie, dear Annie, speak to me!" cried Mr Blantyre. But there was no a5 . Blantyre saw a man working nearby and called:“Quick! Ride to the d6 . Tell him it's urgent'. Then go to Earlshall Park, and tell them to send the carriage. I'm going to stay here."The m

9、an j7 on my back. I went as fast as I could. We went to the doctor's, then to Earlshall Park. After we gave the news, they sent Ginger out with the carriage. I heard it driving out of the yard.It seemed a long time before Ginger came back. When we were alone she told me what had h8 .“We galloped

10、 nearly all the way," she said, “Then the doctor p9 ' something into the lady's mouth, and said She is not dead'. A little later we brought her home in the carriage." Two days after the a10 Mr Blantyre came into the stable with Lord George. He patted me and told Lord George: “I

11、 think Black Beauty knew that Lady Anne was in danger. But she is better now and can ride again soon."I felt happy to hear the good news.12) Reuben Smith was in charge of' the stables when Mr York was in London. He was gentle and very good with horses. Everybody liked him. But he had one bi

12、g p1 : he loved alcohol'. One day Smith drove to the railway station. Afterwards he took me to the White Lion hotel. He left me in the stable there and said he was coming back at four o'clock. In fact it was nearly nine o'clock when he r2 . A nail in one of my front shoes was coming out.

13、 When Smith arrived the groom told him about the nail."I can fix it for you," he said."No," said Smith, "leave it. I need to get home."He s3 in a very loud, strange way. He seemed to be in a very bad temper.We began to gallop along the road. It was very dark and the roa

14、ds were stony'. My shoe became looser, and suddenly it fell off But Reuben Smith was too drunk to n4 As I galloped faster and faster a5 the road with only one shoe, Smith hit me with his whip. " Faster! Faster!" he shouted. The stones cut my foot and the pain' was terrible. Suddenl

15、y, I flown on my knees. Smith f6 off onto the ground, and lay on the road by the light of the moon. I stood there and listened for the sound of horses, or wheels', or men's footsteps'! It was a beautiful April night. I thought of the summer nights long ago, when I lay next to my mother i

16、n the green field at Farmer Grey's.It was nearly midnight when I h7 the sound of a horse's feet were men's voices too. I heard Robert from our stables. The mer I neighed loudly, and heard a neigh back. It was Ginger! There arrived and looked at Reuben's body on the ground wCmith is d

17、8 ," said one of the men. "His hands are very cold' Then the men saw my cut knees.Robert tried to lead me forward. I tried to w9 , but almost fell again."Poor fellow!" said Robert and he led me home. The walk that night was terrible; it was more than three miles. Robert led m

18、e very slowly, and I limped in great pain. But Robert patted me, and spoke to me in a gentle voice.At last I r10 my stable. I slept well even though I was in pain.The next day the vet came. He did his best to c11 ' me. It took a long time and it was very painful. In the end I got better, but I h

19、ad no hair on my knees.B12 Reuben Smith died suddenly, there was an inquest. The groom at the White Lion hotel said that Reuben was drunk when he left there with me. They found my shoe on the road, so everyone knew Reuben's d13 was not my fault.13) When my knees were better they put me into a sm

20、all field for a month or two. I enjoyed the freedom' and the sweet grass. But was very l1 . Ginger and I were good friends, and I m2 her very much. One morning the gate opened, and Ginger came in. I trotted- up to her and she told me her story.She said: “"Lord George is young and does not l

21、ook after his horses. One day he rode me in a race. The groom told him I was too tired to race. I came in with the first three horses, but my back was ruined ." Ginger and I both felt that we were not the same as before. But we enjoyed being together. We ate g3 , and lay down together. We stood

22、 for hours under the trees with our heads c4 together. And so we passed the time until the family returned from London."My old friend's two beautiful horses are ruined. Ginger must rest for a year. And we have to sell Black Beauty now, b5 of his knees."l know a man in Bath who wants a

23、horse, " said York. "l know he looks after his horses well."After this they left us."They're going to take you away," said Ginger, "and I am going to l6 my only friend. It's a hard life!"About a week after this Robert came and led me away. Ginger neighed to

24、 me and I n7 back. She trotted along by the hedge, and called to me as I left.When I r8 my new home I had a comfortable stable. It was not as nice as my l9 one, but I had good food. Our new master looked after us well He had a lot of horses and carriages of different kinds for rent'. Sometimes h

25、is own men drove them sometimes he rented the horse and cart to g10 or ladies who drove themselves.Sometimes we had bad d11 , who went very fast and whipped us. But one morning I went to a house in Pulteney Street. Two gentlemen came out. One man drove me and I can r12 now how quietly he turned me r

26、ound, and we were off.He was a very good driver. It seemed like old times again, and I was very happy.This gentleman liked me very much. And a friend of his wanted a good horse for riding. He asked my master to sell me. And so in the summer Mr Barry b13 me.14) My new master Mr Barry l1 in Bath, and

27、was a businessman He bought me because his doctor told him to take exercise. He had a stable not far from his flat, and the groom was a man n2 Filcher. My master knew very little about horses, but he t3 me well. He told Filcher to give me the best food with plenty of oats', so I was happy.For a

28、few days everything was fine. Filcher k4 the stable clean and he looked after me well. He grew fruit and vegetables and his wife kept c5 and rabbits. But after a while I had no oats in my food. After a while I started feeling sick. So, one afternoon Mr Barry took me into the country to see a friend

29、of his, a farmer. This farmer knew a lot about horses. When he saw me he said: “Barry, your horse does not look very well.""Well", said Mr Barry, "my groom says that horses are always weak' in the autumn.""Autumn, rubbish!" said the farmer. "Why, this is A

30、ugust. What kind of f6 do you feed him?"My master told him. The farmer shook his head slowly, and began to touch me."I can't say who eats your oats, but it's not your h7 . Someone is taking food from your horse. You must go and ask Mr Filcher about it."I knew w8 my master'

31、s oats went. Filcher came every morning about six o'clock, with a little boy, who always had a basket with him. The little boy f9 the basket with oats, and then left. Five or six mornings after this, after the boy left the stable, the door opened, and a policeman walked in, holding the child. Th

32、e child pointed to me and nodded his head.They t10 Filcher to the police station. I heard afterwards that the man went to prison' for two months.After that Mr Barry decided to give up' keeping a horse and s11 me. So I went to the horse fair again.15)A horse fair is an i1 place. There is alwa

33、ys a lot to see There are young horses from the country, little Welsh ponies, like Merrvlees, and many beautiful horses too. B2 there were also a lot of poor. thin horses, worn out' from hard work. I was very sad to see them.At the horse fair there was a man with a gentle voice and kind grey eye

34、s. He o3 twenty-three pounds for me, but they r4 , and he walked away. Then a man with a very loud voice came. I was afraid he was going to buy me, but he walked off. Then the grey-eyed man came back a5 and said:"I'll give twenty-four for him.""Done," said the salesman. "

35、;He's a quality horse and if you want him for cab' work, he's a bargain"Half an hour later we set off' for London, along country roads u6 we came to that great city. There were streets to the right and streets to the left. We went into one of the small streets, and then into a v

36、ery narrow street, with small, old houses on one side, and stables on the o7 .My new o8 stopped at a house and whistled. The door opened, and a young woman, a little girl and boy, came out. They all looked at me."Is he g9 , father?""Yes, Dolly, as gentle as a kitten' you can pat h

37、im. ”Dolly, the little girl, patted my shoulder without fear. It felt so good! They led me into a c10 , clean stable, with plenty of dry straw, and after a delicious meal I lay down to sleep, t11 "I'm going to be very happy here".16) My new master's n1 was Jeremiah Barker, but ever

38、yone called him Jerry. His wife was called Polly and they had two children a boy called Harry and a little girl c2 Dolly. The Barkers were a very happy family. Jerry had a cab and two horses. His other horse was a tall, white animal called CaptainThe next morning Harry and Dolly came into the yard t

39、o see me I loved it when they patted me and spoke in gentle v3 . "Let's call him 'Jack', after' the old horse, shall we, Harry?" said Dolly."Yes, let's," said Harry.The first week of my life as Jack, the London cab horse was very hard. The noise and the people

40、 and the traffic on the streets frightened me. But Jerry was a very good driver, and that h4 a lot. Jerry soon found that I was ready to work hard and do my best, and he didn't whip me.He kept us very c5 , and gave us as much food as we wanted. But the best thing was that we had Sundays off One

41、day, while our cab was w6 outside a park, a dirty old cat drove up beside us. The horse was an old chestnut. Suddenly she looked at me and said, "Black Beauty, is that you?' It was Ginger! But how d7 she was! She was thin, and tired from too much hard work. She looked miserable and she had

42、a bad cough. She told me her sad story.She had a year's rest and then a gentleman bought her. For a while she got on very well. Then one day after a long gallop her old problem returned, and her back hurt again. They bought and sold her several t8 after that."Then at last," she said, &

43、quot;a man who has a lot of cabs and horses bought me. I work hard, all week, with no r9 on Sunday. I wish I was dead."I was very sad to h10 this. I put my nose up to Ginger's, but I didn't know what to say to her. She said, "Black Beauty, you are my only friend."Just then her

44、 driver came back, and they drove off. I felt very sad indeed to see Ginger like this.A short time after this I saw a cart with a dead horse in it. It was a chestnut horse with a long, thin neck. I think it was Ginger. I hope so, for then all her p11 were over.17)One day a lady got into the cab. &qu

45、ot;Jeremiah Barker," she said, “Is that you? How are Polly and the children?"I l1 to Jerry's answer and I discovered Mrs Fowler was a lady Polly once worked for. She asked Jerry:"How do you find the cab work in winter? I know Polly was w2 about you last year.""Yes, ma

46、9;am, it was a hard winter and I had a bad cough," he r3 ."Well, Barker," Mrs Fowler c4 , “I know people who want good drivers or grooms. If you stop working on the cabs one day, let me know."“Certainly, ma'am," smiled Jerry. “Thank you," he said, and he seemed very

47、 p5 .18) Christmas and New Year are f1 for many people. But for cab drivers and their horses, it is not a holiday. There are many parties and we have to work hard and often late at night. Sometimes the driver and his horse have to w2 for hours in the cold while their clients are inside eating and d3

48、 to the music We had a lot of evening work during Christmas week, and Jerry had a bad cough. One evening, when we got home, Jerry's c4 was so bad that he couldn't speak. The doctor came and said it was s5 . Jerry was very ill.Jerry was i6 for three days. Harry looked after me, but he didn

49、9;t sing or laugh as he usually did. And he always hurried back inside to his father. On the third day Jerry began to get better but the d7 said that he must not work on the cab again. One afternoon Harry was in the stable cleaning me. A few minutes later Dolly danced into the stable."Harry, I&

50、#39;ve got wonderful news!" she cried. “Mrs Fowler says we can go and live near her in the country. There is a cottage there, with a garden and apple trees! Mother is laughing and crying, and father l8 very happy!"And so the Barkers decided to sell the cab and horses and move to the countr

51、y as soon as Jerry was w9 This was sad news for me. My life in London with Jerry was a happy one. But they promised to find a good place for me.19)Jerry sold me to a man he knew, a bakerl is fair," he told me. But I often "The food is good there and the workBdYery carried very heavy loads.

52、 In the end they bought a younger horse, and sold me to a cab owner.My new m1 , Nicholas Skinner, was horrible. He had black eyes and a large nose. His horses didn't have a r2 on Sundays, even in summer in the city, when it was very hot.Still, I did my best. But my life was now so bad that I wan

53、ted to die. And one day my wish nearly came t3 .We collected a family from the railway station. My driver Du case after case on top of the cab. The load was very heavy, and I was h5 and tired. I did my best, but I was exhausted and I fell to the ground. I really thought then that I was going to d6 .

54、 The vet came to look at me. He examined me very carefully and said:“This horse is not ill. He is simply exhausted from overwork Give him a r7 for six months and he'll be fine."Nicholas Skinner said: “If he can't work, I need to sell him."And so twelve days after the accident they

55、t8 me to the horse fair. I held my head high, and hoped for the best.20)At the horse fair, this time they put me with the old worn-out horses.I noticed a man who looked like a farmer, w1 a young boy by his side. The man had a broad back and round shoulders, a kind red face, and he w2 a big hat. When

56、 he came up to me and the other horses, he stood and looked at us. I saw his eye rest on me. I still had a good mane' and tail, so I wasn't bad-looking. I pricked up my ears and looked at the man. "Look at this horse, Willie," said the man to his grandson.“Poor old fellow!" sa

57、id the little boy.“You can see he's a well-breds horse." He put out his h3 and gave me a kind pat on the face."What is the lowest p4 you will take for him?" said the farmer to the salesman.“Five pounds, sir," replied the salesman, and so Farmer Thoroughood b5 me for five poun

58、ds.On his farm I had good food every morning and night. I was in a meadow with a shed in one corner. And Willie visited me every day, often with a carrot. He spoke to me kindly and patted me and I was very f6 of him.The w7 rest, the good food, the soft grass, and gentle exercise soon began to improv

59、e me. D8 the winter my legs got much better and I began to feel young again.Oh, grandpa,"' said Willie one day, "l am so glad you bought him!""So am I," replied Farmer Thoroughood, "but now we must look for a nice quiet place for him, a place w9 everyone is going to love him".21)One day the groom cleaned and dressed me very c1 , sc that I looked smart' and handsome.Willie and his grandfather took me to a pretty house with a lawn at the front.While Willie stayed with me, Farmer Thoroughgood went into the