Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1844-12-20

We extract the following laughter mo-
wing story. from the Spirit of the Times.
No mans melancholy will have a deeper
shade impaired to it. by passing his eye
| over the detail, mayhap somebody may
be oaxed from hypochondria into mirth-
| fulness by The fun. We are sure we
Wings have right to laugh when we can.
eirars -o 81 [Hawkeye.
One evening in particular, Twas rally
ing my companion upon his low spirits,
and atlributing it to long absence from his
wife, making as unlavorable comparison
as possible between his situation and my
own. a bachelor when our quadam friend,
as usual, joined in. Matrimony, said he,
Is a fine thing when you're once in for it.
and know what you've got; but its rather
ticklish to begin on-you're as likely to
make a fancy trade as any, and II I'm go.
in 10 make one want it in horses, for if
I'm married, shall have to stand perhaps
when don't want 10. :,
Yes but says |, what DO you call
fancy trade 2 -.
why. Captain, fancy trade IS where
a mans fancy ous-genera!s ms judgment,
and runs away with his brains. III tell
YOU story now, where my fancy runs
right straigh. away with my gumpAon' to
the tune of hundred
The last time l was up West went
with the old brown boss l had OF tue stage
agent, purity good one, but leete rusty
al times. Well, got TO Windhan Cattle
Show before see chance TO swap, fH,nd
for the matter of that couldn't see any
chance ;ithere was good many niceisI
kind of horses, but nobody seemed to
banker after trade. Finally see coun
,ryman leading black cols-wasn'! he d
buster! He had the greatest w!,hers you
ever see on a boss and set OF limbs that
would bring tears into mans eyes. |
avs HE chap: mister, says l. mat:
a first rate colt, if 'twasn't for them are :
Them are what 2 says he. Law, now,
do be green says l. Green says he'
Il don't know wha! you mean. Why
there man. says l, lha,'ll do with some,
but I've been there and s.aid a week. -
why friend says he, 'ifshers's any thing
GU, Of the way with my boss. let's know
it, why, do you mean TO say tia! you
don, know that colt, got two bone spav-
ins 2 Il deny it, gays he /; and his eyes
stuck GU. so you could hang your hat on
'em. We'll. FRIEND says |, 'I'll prove
this 10 you lead your COLI over this way,
where there is little the soundest horse
ever did see, and we'll compare their
legs Now that colt was dreadful made
one his hook jints was deeper than any
horses I've seed, and the upper pints in
side the hind leg, stuck out clean and
handsome III tell you. Well. old Browns
leg was gummy round thing like any
o.ler old Plugs. There says l. L
mean 10 say that them bones stickin' out
like frogs elbow on your colt. amt nat
eral but when you &c. him 10 work they
are bound TO lame him. for they're nothing
more uor less than bone spavin's.' %
dear, says he, what shall | do 2 and he
turned as blue as milestone. Well,
says l, there never was niger so black
but there was some white TO his eye, and
! your case has some bright Spots yet
Let's end the chap what own this hoss, Ii
help you trade with him. We can pu
him through and make a good thing ou
of bad one. Well says he you star
after him. Off goes to the tavern, 70,
ole Jim Dana's dreadful cri,ter for {
trade. 'Jim,' says .'do you wan; to
make a w Il don't want to do any
thing else,' says he. Well, them says
l, throw away your segar-put your hal
square on your head, take that swaggel
out of your carcass, and come and swap
my brown boss for me, and want you to
look so much like an honest man thai
your wife wouldn't know you
| Well, we got down where the chap
was; here's the gentleman, says l, that
owns the brown horse, anti he is willing
to make an exchange with you Very
well,' says the fellow. tell what you'll
do On this, off goes old Jim at half.
cock. I've owned this cri,ur fror. a
colt says he, I've used him in every
way and shape, and he never failed. He
Amt used to high keepin,' and i. takes a
mans boss TO beat him. There he is
look for yourself-sound, kind and good
Eight years old next spring. I'll war
rant him right in any harness, and when
YOU come 10 hill he's ihere. | should
feel bad to part with him : and really the
old fellow looked as if he'd cry. We'll,
says !, how'll you trade 2 Il cam
make up my mind says old Jim.
mus, see my son. might trade for $50
how'd you trade 2 Offer him $2O,' says
!, in my covey's ear. No. says he,