North Carolina standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1850-1852, 1851-03-29

EXTREME JUNCTION.. OR THE Jockeys SpIRITU Al
ADVISER. A noted horse jockey in Connecticut, wht
had, by his profound knowledge of horseology, ant
various arts and sciences Z" Gjacent thereto, accu
muated considerable property, was great hypo
chondrac, and exaggera ted every slight disorder tina
attacked him into dangerous disease. Some OF nj:
neighbors unchariable enough to assert that h
conscience made him tremble at the slightest menace
of death. 1t is certain that whenever he was laie
upon his bed with sickness. he began straghtway Il
talk aloud of his approaching dissolution, and bore
his friends and neighbors with queruous complaints
Once when sick, old confederate. who had travel
led with him and aided him in despoing the EgyP
tans in every county of the State, called to see him
This friend comprehended the nature of his complain
at once, and requested the family to allow him t.
manage matters in his way for day or two
He changed the tactics which others had previously
employed, and instead of prophesying smooth things
he out heroded Herod in croaking over his friend
maladies, and soon pronounced him dying man.
From time to time he dropped in, and so worked up
his feelings that he brought the disease to Crisis
He called upon him the second day about noon
and taking his sick friends wrist between his fingers
he shook his head mournfully, and with tear in his
eye, murmured-
:. Poor fellow, it will soon be over.''
''This is hard, Sam,'' said the sick professor Of
horseology and he groaned in bitterness of spirit.
Hard enough! ' said Sam. 50 Just as you've go
the nice farm paid for. Your boys will raise the devil
when you're gone"
"Oh-oh!''
s. w hat is the matter %
"Oh. such a pain shot through me ~
Hain't you got any thing on your mind that you
want to say-pretty soon! That last horse you sold
for colt old man, you know"
oh no, Sam. I've nothing to say that Is I've got
much say that it's to try! Sam ~
Nv hat ?''
Can't you-can't you pray for metz
swell, it's something that ought to be done and
1 think I'll try
Sam knelt down, and the sick covered his
head with the blanket and fairly writhed in agony
of soul. Sam began, keeping one corner of an eye
upon the bed.
oh Lord, thy servant that's now lying sick on
the bed, having burnt out the candle of life in the ser
vice of the devil, (Groans from the blankeI) is now
DESTROYS of throwing the snuff in his Makers face.
(sck one peeps out.) He lies here broken down
nag, spawned, rngboned and heavy, and thou know
that he has raised the hardest colts in this neigh
borhood. Blanket Jerked down convulsively.)
Thou knowest, Lord, that he has been one of the
greatest liars Enlightened color in the sick mans
face) and cheats, (fst doubled under the blanket)
and the ddest horse ocky that ever rotted thy foot
stoo.'' ...
viving patient. You're a cussed sight worse than
cheated me twice yourself, you cussed hyPocrlte J"
reared the furious invalid-and he fairly turned his
friend out of doors.
The horse Jockey was abroad the next day, and
commenced sending his boys to school, and re-
from the very hour that the prayer was made at his
Yankee Blade.