The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1850-11-28
vol. mo. 8.
Bob Waddani's Horse Trade.

You know Bob Waddam, reckon.''
said Uncle Mike
mot that recollect," replied.
"Well, Bob was an amazin' hand at
tradin' hosses, and generally como out
ahead, too. | never knew him ready cir
died and the underbush cut but once"
"How was that uncle Mike,"
"Why, you see Bob had been geitin' a
gray hoss in some Of his deals, that was
jest about as nice hoss 10 look at as ever
put his nose through the rack sticks. He
was human lookin' boss an uothin'
shorter. He was always lookin' artor
stars, and carried his tail like the Nation
al flag on the fourth of July. But he
wouldn't work-he was above it. He'd
almost stop when he saw HRS shadow
followin' him for fear he might be drawiR'
il.
Now then,' said Bob. some individual
is bound TO be picked up
$50 maxim an excuse that gray's shoes
wanted fxin', he sent him to the black
smiths and harnessed up his t'other hos
ses hitched on TO wagon load of stone.
and drove down to Sam Hewett's tavern.
Hsre,he stopped before the door, and took
out the near hoss, and harnessed up the
drink and waited around until some fell
ler should come along who wanted to spec
ulate.
"He hadn't waited long when he seed
some feller comm up the road like all pos
sessed, dis hosses under a full run, while
he was sawin' the bit and hollerin'-sWo,
Wo"-with all his might and main. He
managed TO stop 'em after he got little by
Sam Hewett's and turniu' 'em around he
come up a slappin' his hands and cussiu'
that sorrel hoss.
Hes never ready TO STOP says he. shat
hoss aint-and tho he's the best hoss
ever owned. vet blast my eyes if | don't
get shut of him.
"Well just then out comes Bob, and
mounted his wagon jest as if was goin to
drive of, when says he
.Hallo! stranger. perhaps you'd like to
deal with me for steady one!'
why yes says the stranger, Il would
like something a little more quie, than that
go ahead snap dragon rascal Of mine.
$50 Bob looked at the sorrel and found
him fine square built animal. his eye fult
OF fire, and everv muscle in play.
WELL says Bob "a few words does for
me. There's my gray-here's your sorIel.
w nat your proPosinon!
Now you're talkin.' said the stranger.
examining the gray as he stood hitched to
the load of stone. .l'll give you sorret
| and the best forty dollar clock IN my wag-
on for the gray.
Done, said Bob. Just unhitcb.'
Neither of them had asked t'otlier ques-
tions, cause neither of 'em wanted to an
ssOer any. The hosses were exchanged
Bob had got his clock, and the stranger got
into his wagon, took up his lines, and bid
din em good day was about TO start, when
gray put stop To il and wouldn't budge
hair. In vain did the stranger whip
and coax-no, an inch could he get. There
sat Bob laughing in his sleeve, almost
ready to burst, 10 see the stranger trying
to start and couldn't. Not a word did the
stranger say, however, but after he got
quite tired, and had given mp trying n any
more, he came and sat down on the horse
block.
bob thought he might as we'd be going
so picking up his ribbons-sGo along,'
says he. Fhe serret turned his head
and looked back at him, as much as to saw
Don't you wish / would,' but didn't
stir peg. In vain Bob coaxed and pat
ted. SorreI was thar and wasn's any
| wf1ar else.
Well, reckon it's my turn to laugh
now said the stranger. Il 'spose you'll
call again when you come to town.
oh, never mind, says Bob, the sorrel
! soiH go, or else you could mt get here with
him.
oh. yes, says the stranger, you can
start him if you'll only bring some shaw
ings and kindte a. fire under HIM rs Idiri.
And then he laughed again; and when
came away they were playing game of
! Gid Stedge TO see who should take 'em
both Cincinnati Neys.
~ handsome young Yankee pedlar
made love to rich widow in Ohio; but
accompanied his declaration with two i'm
pedimsnts to their unioss>
! "Name then" said the widow.
1.-The want of means to SET up a. retail
store is the FIRST replied the pedlar.
they parted, and she sent the pedlar a
check for ample means. When they again
met. the pedlar had hired and stocked his
store, and the smiling fair oae begged to
know the other impediment.
81 have another wife, said the dealer
in notions.
! Never give your Children anything be-
acausc they cry for il,