we cross beacon street and ride down through the common and there 's a good firm path there so i get gretchie up to the gallop and go whooping and hallooing along , scattering goats and sheep that go nay-ing and baaa-ing out of our way till we get to the streets , and then we slow to a trot on tremont street and then to a walk on court street 'cause i do n't want to cause no fuss here , that 's for certain , but i blends right in 'cause there 's lots of people in the street , both walking and riding , and gretchen is ever so gentle in the way she picks her way through that there 's never an angry eye cast our way .