The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1854-11-09
NUMBER B3.

"'H Plpe ~ the same moment
rive hundred dollars, to be sure
On, gil eoUll You're a iokin'.'
No we can't trot Jim short of thar 4,
wouldn't pay.
:" al now, look here nabor, III tell
you what III do. III tro, horse aoin
horse-yours agin mine in harness.
No sir. that won't DO
But hve hundred! Come say fifty,
that's enough. rally
But there was no other way, and the
blacksmith placed his money a, last in the
landlords hands which the sharpers in.
stantly covered.
10 you know him7' they asked, as the
ole fellow moved off.
No. said the host. He Just come in
from Salem, he says
The preliminaries were arranged, and
the afternoon but one following was a.
greed for the trot--oyer the Uoper Min
Dam road. Everybody had heard of tho
queer bet before the next evening, and
the road was lined with pedestrians and
carriages. The challenging party lived
in Charleston, and the horse they had ma.
med was the crack Of the time; so they
cared nothing about what was 10 trot a.
galnst him, and asked no questions.
lhe day was clear and cool. and the
blacksmith had been upon the ground iull
two hours. His grey mare stood at the
roadside in wretched harness and gig,
Though the latter was light and strongly
ahu several times, as the company gath.
cred, size had been moved aud bufrted
tor being in the way of gentlemen. She
bore her prosecutions meekly. however,
and the blacksmith, in his shirts.eeves
said nothing.
Where is your horse?' asked the con.
hdeht Jockey, who was his competitor.
She'll be here in time. now. Don't 90
to giving yourself any extra trouble about
her now. couSe you'll hev yer hands tulI
m thinking, by and by. Whatd yer
give Ter that ere SkllIlt you've got on yer
head!'
That's my riding cap, Sawney.'
'EdsackIy. And them silk fixins-arnt
them rather cosllyP
Nv here's your horsel Times up
'out OF the way there. with that old
cro"b bait shouted one OF the fast bows,
hauling up at this moment, and seeking 10
gel the place occupied by the blacksmiIh's
eam.
But there stood the mare, with her head
dropping almost to her feet, seemingly
Iaded and woe. begone, when the black.
smith hoped into the gig, looked at his
watch, and said:
Ere we are Mister
But where's the horse that YOU ara 90.
ng 10 trol!'
Here she is
Well, ! don'ttrot with such skeleton
Is that mind you,' said his opponent, mot
~ long chalk
And furious roar OF merriment went
lp from the crowd, who were in ecstacies.
The blacksmith insisted however,
lie d trot his mare or claim the money
Md the animals were duly called 10 the
tart-lniIe heats, from the crossing, best
Wo in three.
Atthe word, away they went; the horse
airly leading the way. The mare kept
'ehind up to half post fell away on third
uarter. and the horse came in 10 post, a
pIendid winner. in 2:42, the mare bare.
saving her distance, coming home alta
alt gaiIoP and halt trot amid The yells
| the crowd
The blacksmith had "frend" in the
congregation, who had "pile Of the res.
y! 10 be sure no one knew this, and
e was evidently a rich man. He took
j the side bets he could muster, at big
dds against the mare. She blowed bad.
:, at the stand, and the blacksmith look.
d haggard and earnest. The crowd
'ared again. at the second start, but the
oar was brief this time.
Now 60 thirty nine,' screamed the
acksmith, as they went away on this
eat. And she did go, Instantly taking
e pole, she stretched right along, pas.
I'd the half mile mark, finished the third
larter without misstep. and came homo
We lengths ahead in 24O.
Money began to change hands again.
Ut the horse came up for the third heat,
I'd at the word now 60 thirty. nine, the
are made an awful gap between herself
Id her competitor. The mare led the
ay every-aye, every foot Of it-from
e start and distancing her rival, passed
e winning post, we'll down in the thirties.
he was good 'un,' added our narrator.
and what became of this beastl'
oh he sold her for thousand dollars,
sfore he LETT Boston. She went South,
1t died s"on aferward. She cost him
ith her new set OF shoes valued at one
olar, forty dollars. lie called her 'thir.
'.nine.'
Bed time, said our host. and left.