Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1847-11-23
From the Baltimore Western Continent.
COUSIN PETE'S HORSE RACE.

BY MAJsoR JONES, OF PINEvILLE, GA.
/ don't believe there ever was such an
everlastin fool about horses as Cousin
Pete. You know theirs some people what
don't know anything else but horse ,knowl-
edge, and don't know any other kind of
histry but horse histry. Well that's the
way with Cousin Pete. Unkle Josh sent
sent him down to Augusty to the Doctor
Factry what they've got thar-and which
may be sed to be the beginning of domes-
tic manufactures in Georgy-to try to
make doctor of him. But it was all no
use. When he cum back, the only kind
of anatomy he knowd anything about was
to tell the good pints in a horse, and his
Histology only enabled him 10 tell one horse
from another thout KNOWN their names.
He was monstrous sight nearer horse
doctor than a medical doctor, and under.
stood curin the distemper, the bots, and
such horse ailments, great deal better
than he did prescribin for the fever u
ager. He never red no other book but
the Turf Register, -" and didn'l take
no other paper bot the Spirit of the
Times - and when he went to see the
gals, all he had to talk about was horses,
and if he could git 'em to listen to him, he
would give 'em the peddygtees of all the
great race horses in the country, from
their dams clear back to their everlastin
grea great great great grand dams.
He always had two or three of Unkle
Josh's horses in trainin, and evry now
and then he was tradin one Of 'em off for
blood racer to some Yankee pedlar or
other, when he never missed gettin cheat
ed all to pieces. Unkle Josh used to raise
muss about his horse trades some
times, but Pete was termined to have a
crack nag, as he called 'em, and every
man that passed through town was GER
tain to get a banter for trade, if his
horse had any pints about him, which Pete
was always the fust one to discover.
One day, sure enough, he jumped up
real Eclipse-a regular crack gag The
man was takin him to New Orleans, and
didn't want to part with him, as he was
entered for the great fall Sweep stakes.
But Pete was bound to have the horse, if
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could raise. Two Of Unkle Josh's best
horses, and three hundred dollars in cash,
was the mans lowest notch, and Pete
closed the bargain. The man left Pine
vile the next day, and Pete was the owner
of a races, crack nag--a real Eclipse.
with string OF dams long enuff to dam all
the horse flesh in Christendom. He was
so completely tuck up with his bargin, that
he didn't talk of notbin else but his thor
ough. bred crack nag for more'n month,
and two or three times day old Saul had
to carry it all round town to exercise it,
Pete had two or three of Aunt Mahaly's
best blankets and sheets cut up to make
professional garments for bis racer, and
you may depend it cut swell bout Pine
vile, kivered all over up to the very ears,
and its eyes lookin out through two holes
bound round with red flannel. ea
Every body was quizin him about his
racer; but he didn't care much what most
of 'em sed, cause he know'd they wasn't
no judge of horses. :. e.a
"What upon yearth is you gwine to do
J with that creeter, Doctor 2" ses Mr.. Mont.
gomery to Pete one day.
why. Mr.. Montgomery" ses Pete,
''that's one of the finest blooded horses in
all Georgy-- real genewineE Eclipse, by a
Timolem colt, whose dam was -"
swell, WELL" ses the old gentleman,
''what Of all that. What's the animal aood
for, Doctor that's the question ~