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The Horse and His Boy by C.S Lewis

The Horse and His Boy by C.S Lewis

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CHAPTER ONEHOW SHASTA SET OUT ON HIS TRAVELSTHIS is the story of an adventure that happened in Narnia and Calormenand the lands between, in the Golden Age when Peter was High King inNarnia and his brother and his two sisters were King and Queens underhim.In those days, far south in Calormen on a little creek of the sea, there liveda poor fisherman called Arsheesh, and with him there lived a boy whocalled him Father. The boys name was Shasta. On most days Arsheeshwent out in his boat to fish in the morning, and in the afternoon heharnessed his donkey to a cart and loaded the cart with fish and went amile or so southward to the village to sell it. If it had sold well he wouldcome home in a moderately good temper and say nothing to Shasta, but ifit had sold badly he would find fault with him and perhaps beat him. Therewas always something to find fault with for Shasta had plenty of work to do,mending and washing the nets, cooking the supper, and cleaning thecottage in which they both lived.Shasta was not at all interested in anything that lay south of his homebecause he had once or twice been to the village with Arsheesh and heknew that there was nothing very interesting there. In the village he onlymet other men who were just like his father - men with long, dirty robes,and wooden shoes turned up at the toe, and turbans on their heads, andbeards, talking to one another very slowly about things that sounded dull.But he was very interested in everything that lay to the North because noone 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 wouldoften look eagerly to the North. One could see nothing but a grassy sloperunning up to a level ridge and beyond that the sky with perhaps a fewbirds in it.

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