A Plain _Horse_ Wins the _Prize_.
There were a Great many Brave, Sightly _Horses_ with Rich Trappings that
were brought out One Day to the Course, and Only _One Plain Nag_ in the
Company that made sport for All the rest. But when they came at last to
Tryal, _This_ was the _Horse_ that ran the Whole Field out of Distance,
and Won the Race.
The MORAL.
_Our Senses are No Competent Judges of the Excellencies of the Mind._