Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-06-11

CINE apartment in the center by way oil getting
over soon, and was only stopped by the sudden
halt Of his steed, as his eye caught a sight of the
piston rod. Day waved. night fellihe storm held
its revel till near morning. the rose beautifully,
10 A. M. saw the streets dry, and bout meridian
the anxious friends of the musician were made
happy by his temperance. drenched, dried and
bedraggIed, but his eye filled with light and his
heart with music, as usual he shall tell his ad-
venture himself.
Yes, he vas fine fellow, dat horse, he give
three kick when he leave the fehrry, and feel
just like him, give three kick too! No, did
not know any road, but every body tell me 90
right on, and l 60. Vehry lick mud to be sure,
but don't mind mud on the prharie. I ride on.
aud after good while come to ever so many roads,
and vas bother, but links to myself nv horse has
fine instinct, and lie; him gov and vat find out
he link just like me-he take the tickest uud too,
aud 60 on again and when it got pretty near
dark, come ont on the prharie--alI wide, beau.
uful, fine grass fowe, many bird, all sing, sing,
sing. feel light, as if could jump up and stay
dere, and my horse he feel jus. like me again, be
jump too, aud then he sniff the grass, and kick up
sid his behind, and 60 "he-he-h -he-ee." Veil,
laugh at him vherry moocb, and got dawn to let
him eat that fine grass while listen to all the
sounds, and look de birds. O., dere vas one
beautiful little knd-all black. vid red head, vel
low wings, and vas surprise TO hear so many
different song. Veil walk away, ard vat you
Iink if dat horse-hue inslinck--he run right
after me and rub me all over; just as if he like me
for give him de grass and he look me right
in de face. and then he go "he-he-he e-e u" again.
Veil, he muse me vherry mootch, and forget
dat It get dark till feel de rain, and then say
to my horse, now &C home, and | ride back,
back. back, but it g: quite dark. and We have to
walk 10 keep in de mud. Veil, | keep in de mud
tor say. While feel no more mud, rere all right
but after long time yes, vas vherry vet. |; rain
all de time, but de clouds vas so beautiful, vid de
lightning! and the thundar roll so grand-and my
horse-hne instnck--he stop to look, just like
me! Oh, yes, vas come to little house, at lat,
vherfy fine people vd noting to eat, but vat care
my horse have belly full Of fine grass, and lick
my face ven put him in de shed, and 60 to bed
up funny ladder dat muse me vherry moo:ch. too,
only woke up all stiff in de night, for my cham.
Der have very good window but no glass in him,
so walk abont till daylight, ven have Joy to see
de sun rise and my drolI horse 60 'he.he-e-e-e!--
for good morning
oh, yes, know the prharie look better in fine
Weather, but say TO myself. if tits beautiful in A.
priI it be bright in Msy, and glorious all time -
II de mud Vas tick the grass vas de richer: II de
storm not come to make me vet, vas not see the
lightning and i'll no, get stiff in dc hut lie
awake discomfort in de hotel. 1t vas beautiful trip!
|; makes me laugh ven tnk ; and that rascal
horse, ask him and he say .he-he he-e-e e. tool
We have not been '.dressng up" this story !;
i is the musicians own: we only wish that we
could present his mixture Of simplicity and earu-
estness while telling it. "Boz" may find '.ser-
mons in stones but it is very clear that they must
DE London Stones it takes an Ole not Jhonny
Bull to find music in the mud Of the "American
Bottom"