Many a lean British Cavalry officer lolling in his Pall Mall or Piccadilly Club, many a ruddy, fox-hunting squire taking a pull at the Tuke Holdsworth 1908, exploded apoplectically last week as they thumbed through the Illustrated London News. What pulled them up snorting was a series of pictures of old, crippled, starved horses almost too decrepit to stand, all of whom had done gallant War-time service. Most pitiable were two photographs of a famished, broken-kneed old black mare which had once seen proud service with the nth Hussars, a bay cavalry...
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