The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1847-02-12
BOB WADDAM'S HORSE TRADE.
"You knew Bob Waddam, Ire exon" said

BOB WADDAM'S HORSE TRADE
"You knew Bob Waddam, Ireckon," said
Uncle Mike. ~ ....a5
"Not thai tecollect," Ireplicd
"Well, Bob was an amazin hand a tradin'
hosses, and generally come cut ahead ioo.--
Ineyer knew him rally girdled and the uns
derbrush cut but once" a.a
sIIow was that, Uncle Mix. ~ Fl,
WV. you ST. - LOU mad jest been getlin'
oray hoss in some ofhs deals, that was jest
about as nice hoss 70 look at as ever put
hls nose through the rack sticks lie was
human Icskin horse and nothin' shorter. He
was always looking for stars, and carried Ills
tail like the National flag on the 4ih Of July.
But he wouldn't wofk-he was above it,
He'd almost stop. when he see his shadow
followin' him for fear he might be drwan' it.
Now then, says Bib, scmc individual is
bound TO be pickedup. So maxim an ex-
cuso that Gray's shoes wanted fxin,' he sent
him TO the blacksmilh's..n and harnesssd up his
other bosses, hilcbed on to wagon load Of
stone, and drove down to Sara Hewetl's tav-
ern. Here he stopped before the door un-
harnassed one of The other hesses and
larnessed him up in his place. Bob went
in and took drink, and waited around until
some man should come along who wanted
10 speculate He hadn't been watin' long
when he see some feller comm up the road
like all possessed, his hosses under full
run, while he was sawin' the bit and holler-
in uo! ,ro! with all his might and main. He
managed to stop 'cn after he 60, lille by
Sam Hewetl's, and turnill' 'em round, he
come upa slappil' his hands and cussin' 'ihat
sorrel hoss' slle'snever rendy 10 STOP says
lie, sthat boss an'i; and tho he's the best
hoss Fever owned, yet, blast my eyes if ]
dun't git shut ofhim' i5
.Well, jest then out comes Bob and
mounted his wagon jest MS if he was goin' to
drive of, when says he
St "Hallo, st,auger, perhaps you'd like c
deal with me fol steady one?"
81 .sWhy, yes,' says the stranger, Il would
like something little more quiet than Thai
go-ahead suap-dragoh rascal ofmine.
$50 Bob he looks al the sorrel, and found
him fine square built animal, his eye full Of
fire, and every muscle in play.
"s Well says Bob, ga few words does fol
me. Thore'sm gray-here's your sorrel
What's your propositionm #
- Now your are talking says the stranger
examining the gray, as he stood hitched tc
the load Of stone. iii give you sorrel, and
she best forty dollar clock in my wagon fo1
your gray"
4 asDone,' said Bob, sjust unhitch' 'f'
Neither Of them had asked 'tother any
questions cause neither one Of them wantee
no snssrer any. The hosses were exchanged
Bob had got bis -eiocssis, and the stranger go
ifto his wagon; took up his lines, and bid
ding 'en good-day, was about to start, wheI
;eray pat stop 10 il, and wouldn't bulge I
hair. In vain did the stranger whip ant
coax-not aninch could he get. There sa
Bob, laughing in his sleeve, almost roady tt
burst, to see how the stranger was trying Il
start and couldn't. Not a word dill til,
stranger say, however; but after he had 60
aired, and had given up trying any more, h
came and sal down onthe horse block. 4
4 ~Bob thought he might as well bo going
Z, SO, picking up his ribbons" go along" say
he. The sorreN turned his head and look
s. cd back at him; as much as to say, Hdon'
Y. you wish would? 2 but didn't stir a huof Il
vain Bob coaxed and patted. Sorrelgwa
thar, and he wasn't anywhere else. .alli n (