Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-03-12
The Gift Horse.

MIN.
! The Gift Horse.
Capt. Bonneville sep, in the lodge of the ven :
cradle patriarch. who had evidently conceived
NEST disnterested affection for him, as was shown
on the following morning. The travellers. invigo-
rated by good support and fresh from the bath
of repose,' were about to resume. their journey,
when this affeconate old chief took the captain
aside. to let him know how much he loved him.
As proof of his regard he had determined to
give him fine horse, which would go farther
than words and put his good will beyond question
So saying, he made signal, and forthwith a beau
liful young horse, of brown color. was led,
prancing and snoring. TO the place. Capt. bon
neville was suitably affected by this mask Of fnehd-
| soip; but his experience 10 what is prOverblaIIy
called Indian giving made HIM aware that
parting pledge was necessary on his own part to
prove that this friendship was recproca:ed.
He accordingly placed handsome rifle in the
hands of the venerable chief, whose benevolent
heart was evidently touched and gratiied by this
out ward and visible sign Of amily.
/ The worthy captain having now, as he thought
balanced this little accsum Of friendship. was
about 10 shift his saddle to this noble gih.horse,
when the afiectionate patriarch plucked him by
the sleeve, and introduced him whimpering
whining, eather-skinned old squaw. that might
have passed for an Egyptian mummy without
crying. This said he, Us my wife she is a
woodwife-l love her very much. She loves the
horse she loves him great deal--she will cry
very much at losing HIM. do not know how
shall comfort her-and that makes my heart
| very sore.'
| What could the worthy CAPTAIN do to con sole
the tender hearted old squaw; and peradvent nre
| to save the venerable patriarch from curtin lee.
,ure He bethought himfelf of pair of earbobs;
it as true, the patrarc's better half was Of an
age and appearance that seemed to put personal
vanity out Of the question but when is personal
vanity extinct? The moment he produced the
glit.ering earbobs, the whimpering and whining OF
the sempIternal beldome was at an end. She
eagerly placed the precious baub.es in her ears
ard, though as ugly as the witch of Endor, went
off with sideling gait and coqdettish air, tho
she had been perfect Semiramis.
| The captain had now sadded his newly ac-
duired steed, and his foot was in the strip
when the afectonate patriarch again stepped
forward, and presented to him yoeng Pierced
nose, who had a peculiarly sulky lock. This
said the venerable chief, sis nv son: he is very
good-a great horseman-he always took care
of this very fine horse--ne brought him up from
a coli, and made him what he is. He is very
fond of this fine horsc--he loves him like q
brother--his heart will be very heavy when
this fine horse leaves the camp
: What could the captain do 10 reward the youth
/ ful hope of this venerable pair, and comfort him
I for the loss ofhis foster brother, The horse? He
bethought him of hatchet which might be spar.
ed from his slender stores. No did he
place the implement in the hands of young hope
fu, than his coun,enance frightened up, and he
went of rejoicing in HE Ratchet, TO the full as
much as did his respectable. mother in her ear.
bobs. -
The captain was now ia Sd. saddle, and abou,
to start, when the affectonine old patriarch step.
ped forward for lbe third time, and while he laid
one hand gently on the main of the horse, held up
the rifle in the other. sThisirrAe,' said be, shall
be my great medicine. | will hug it to my heart
Il will always love it, for The sake of my good
friend, the bald-headed chief But rifle. by itself
is Dumb cannot make it speak. If had a
little powder and ball. would take it out with me
and would now and then shoe: a deer; and when
brought the meat home TO my hungry family,
would say-this was killed by my friend, the bald
headed chief, 70 whom | gave that very 6ne
horse
There was no resistsng this appeal; the cartai
forthwith, furnished the coveted supply of pow
der and balt;;' bat a. the same time put spurs to
his very fine g,ft-horse, and the FIRST trial of hi.
speed was to get out of the reach of all furlhe
manifestation Of friendship the part of the affec
tionate old patriarch and his fascinating family
Irrings New York.
Pete. wants to ask you Columbbusr
Succeed niggerr
WELL why is a Quilt like a railroad1
Does you give it up?
well does.'
Cause there's sleepers underi it. Yah Yah
| What an ignorant colored individual you is