Young Consuela’s day is marked by the horses she loves. There’s the clip-clop-clink of the horse that pulls the milk wagon, the quick-trot clippety-clop of the beautiful brown tea wagon horse, and the lolop…lolop…lolop of the produce man’s tired gray horse. She knows them all and shows the hard-working creatures as much kindness as she can. Finally the time comes when her kindness is rewarded – with a ride on a very special horse.
At the turn of the 20th century, horses were willing workers, good company, and common sights on city streets. They pulled delivery wagons, carted away junk, and brought a smile to many faces with their familiar presence. Horses would eventually give way to cars, but nothing will ever replace the sounds and beauty of the gentle clip-clop horses.
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