The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1844-06-22

vac "'S' - '"' p dnu cIOcKrd, ike The |
back of a reapin' hook, and gave pIa.
guy sight Of character to his face, Will |
MS thlnnish i ps, that closed on strsiphr
line, curlin' up at one eend, and down |
at The other, showed, if his dander was
he could be jumpin', tarin, i
homogeneous devil if he chose. The
pint OF his chin projected and turned upl
.ehily, as if it expected, when Godishl
lost his teeth, to rise ia the world al
rank next to the nose. When good
na'ur' sat on the box, and drove, ilI
worn't bad face; when Old Mex was
coachman, guess i, would be as we'll
o give Master Frenchman the road.
'He had red cap on; lis beard hadn' y
'eeh cut since last sheep shearu,' and
he looked as hairy as ta,rier; his shr,
collar, which was yaler flnneI, fell on
his shoulders loose and a black handker-
Icher was tied round his neck, slack
like sailors He wore round lack e
and loose 'rowerS ofhomespun, with no
Walstcoat. and his towers was held up
by gaIlus of leather on one side, and OF
old cord on the other Either G Goodisb
mad growed since his clothes was made
or his jacket and irowsers warn'l o.,
speakin' IarmS for they ddn',
meet by three or four inches, and
the shirt showed stween them like val.
Ter militia sash round him. His feet was
covered with moccasins cf ontanned
mo ose hide. and one heel was sot of
with old spur & lookel sly and wicked.
lie was a sneezer that and he nourished
his great long white of whip stick, that
ooked like a fishn' rod, over his head.
) and yelled like all possessed, he was b
caution, that's fact.
"A knowin' lookin' Little hoss. il wa,
too, that he was mounted on. lis tai
was cut close oil TO the stump, which
'quared up his rump, aud made him
ook awful strong in the hind quarters
His name was'hogged' which fulled ou'
he swell and crest of his ears being
cropped, The criller had a game look
iboul him, There was proper good
onderslandn' between him s. his rider:
they looked as if they had growed TO-.
geihey,and made one crilrer-half hosS,
half man, with touch OF the devil.
'Goodish was all up on eend by whsr
he drank, and dashed in and out of tht
crowd arter fashion, that was quite
caulonary, calm out, ,'Here comes 'lh,
srave-digger.' Don'i be skeeled, If any
of you get killed, here is the hoss tha
will dig his grave for nothin.' Who'll
run lick of quarter of a mile, for :
Ipin' Of rum. VIII you run? said he, t.
'punkin' up 10 the Elder, come, le'.
run, and whoever wins, shall 20 the
lreai.'
'The Elder smiled as sweet as sugar
candy, but hacked out, he was too old,
he said, now TO run.
'Wlll you swap hosses, old broad
cloth then?' said the ether, because il
you will, here's at YOU
Steve, took a squint at pony. TO see
whether that cat would jump or no, but
the cropt ears, the stump of tail, the
rakIsh look OF the horse, didn't list al
ogelhcr convene TO The taste, or the
sanctI6ed habits Of the preacher. The
word not, hung on his lips, like awormy
Iapple, jiSl ready 10 drop the fusl shade !:
but before it let go, the great strength,
he spryness, and the uncommon obedi.
ence OF pony 10 the bit, seemed to kind.
er balance the objections, while the sar-
tan and on'lmely eend lhat lung over