Hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1843-1845, 1844-12-12

: says |, throw away your segar-pu
your hat square on your head, TAX
; mat swagger out of your carcass, an
come and swap my brown boss for me
and | want you to look so much lik
an honest man that your wife would
know you
Well, we got down where the char
was; heres the gentleman says
shat owns the brown horse, and he i
willing to make an exchange with you.
Very WE'LL says the fellow, tell wha
you'll do" On this, off goes old jim
at half-cock. I've owned this crilul
from COLT says he, I've used him
in every way and shape, and he never
failed. He amt used TO high keepin'
and it takes mans boss to beat him.
There heis-look for yourself-sound,
kind and good-eight years old mex,
spring. I'll warrant him right in any
harness, and when you come to hill
he's there. | should feel bad to part
with him. and really the old fellow
looked as if he'd cry. WELL says !,
'how'll you trader 4 can't make up
my mind says old Jim, Il must see
my son. might trade for $40; how'd
you trade!' 'Offer him $780, says I.
in my covey's ear. NO. says he, i
cant trade him short of $50 myself.
But says l, you UiN trade for TWEEN
ty.' Yes says he. | winket to old
Jim to close up. well, says old Jim,
1 shall trade We shifted purity quick,
guess; and / never felt safe till | saw
his halter on Old Brown. Just as he
was gwin' off, he turned round and
says to me, 'when you put that colt in
your Wagon, set yell back, for he'll
kick 1t all to pieces and oh, how he
laughed, I've hearn folks laugh. and
I've hearn them cry, bu. | never heard
anything before or since that come over
me as that did. | felt as if I'd lived on
raw barberries Tor week, and exer-
cised myself whel,ing saws. Old Jim
laughed as though he'd split. Where's
that W says he, and he'd laugh.
hired a boss cart, and put the colt in;
he got to kickin', and there! he kicked
it all to pieces in no time, his hind legs
went like mill race; them ere gambols
want made for nothin' Ill tell you; he
kicked the cart all to filters, and had
to pay S37 for it. Well, I thought I'd
make the best of a bad job, SO / bought
an old cripple for $40 to draw my wag-
on, and tied The colt behind, and cuss
him he wouldn't 60 there, but went to
pulling back. and broke my new wag.
on. Well, thinks |, I'll put him up
and try agin in the morning; bu,
hadn't seen the worst yet, for they
wouldn't put him up no how; they said
he was glandered, and SO he was; the
chap had blowed powdered alum up
his nose SO it didn't show, and was
so ernest to pick up a flat hadn'tlook-
ed to see anything. And that was the
end Of my fancy trade.
| gave the colt away after two days,
for he wouldn't fetched me pin. Of
cider. II was good deal for me in
The end though, for my schoolmaster
used to say, that hours work bred me
,ircumspection. And from that day TO
his, I've never took sudden shine to
without it's bringing that colt
light afore my eyes. I've never been
married, and gal must manage purity
;ute and look purity well, to make me
sweet, for the black cows norns show
lreadful quick to me, on account of the
,olor.
And now, captin', lets have our hot
punch and 60 TO roos', and
is your treat, for you're ge,tin' your
mighty fast, and Without
'ayin' for 1t.