The man, being dissatisfied with horses and ponies, buys a donkey, tries to ride it and hitch it to the hay wagon. The donkey objects.
Lewis Fitzhamon started as a steeplechase rider and seems to have taken one fall too many jumping the hurdles. Somehow he wound up working as a writer, director, producer and whatnot for Robert Paul and later for Hepworth. By 1914, he had participated in 500 shorts and features, and retired, to live almost half a century more. He died in 1961 at the age of 92.
While Fitzhamon seemed to have an insight into rough and humorous situations, and knew where to place a camera, much of his work remain obscure. It is an obscurity I understand, because, as in this film, it makes little sense. Why would a man take an untrained donkey and try to ride it? Or try to get it to draw a wagon that a Pecheron would balk at?