The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1855-11-03
1t is amooted point whether it is best to buy

It's amonted point whether 1t Is hest TO blly
your horse before YOU build your stable, or
bnA your stable before You buy your horse.
\ horse withouta stable is like bishop with
out church. Our neighbor, who is very ingcn-
ious, built his stable to fit his horse. lie took
the lcngthof his horse and a little over, as the
measure of the depth of his stable: then he built
it. lie had place bcsid. the stall for his rocka-
way carriage. When he came To put the
rockaway in he found he had not allowed for
the shafts The ceiling was too low to allow
them to be erected so he cut two square port
holes in the back cf his stable, and run his
Shafts through them, into the chckcnhouse
behind. OF course, whencvr he wanted to
take ont his carriage. he had to un.rooSt all
his fowls. who would sit on the shafts. night
and day. But that was better than building
a new stable. For my part determined to
avoid mistakes by getting the horse and car
ragc both first, and then building the stable
This plan, bcing acceptable to Mrs. Sparrow
grass, was adopted as judicious and cxpedicnt.
In consequence. found myself with horse
on my hands with no place to put him. For
tunatcly, was acquainted with very hon
est man who kept a livery stable, where put
him out to board by the month and in order
that he might have plenty of good oats, !
bought some, which gave to the ostler for
that purpose The man of whom | bought
the horse did not deceive INT when he repre-
scented him as great feeder. lie ate morc
oats than all the other horses put together in
that stable.
1t is good thing to have a saddle horse in
the country The carly morning ride when
dawn and dew frcshcn and flush the landscape
is comparable to no earthly innocent pleasure.
Look at yonder avenue of roadskiring trees
Those marvellous trunks. yet mMst, are rud-
dy as obeli>ks Of Jasper And above-scc
the leaves blu>hing ut the east! llark at
the music intcrminablc chains of melody
linking garth and sky with its delicious mus
ic. The little, countless wood Thirds are sing
ing and now els up from the mown meadow
the fragrance Of cut grass and clover.
No print of sheep track yet hath crushed flower.
The spiders wool with silvery dew is hung
As it was beaded ere the daylight hour;
| The hooked hramh!c Just as it strung.
When on each leaf the night her crystals flung.
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1.-THE ruttcd road did never sccsa so clean.
| There is no dust upon the way-side thorn.
For every bud looks out as if but newly born. =
Look at the river with the veil Of blue
mist and the grim, gaunt old palisades, as
amiable. in their orient crowns, as old princes
out Of the direct line Of succession, over the
royal cradle of their hcirapparcnt
There is one thing about early riding in the
country you find out great many things
which, perhaps, you would not have found
out under ordinary circumstances. The first
thing found out was that my horse had the
heaveS. | had been so wrapt up in the beau
ties of the morning that had not observed
what perhaps, every body in that vicinity had
observed, namely, that the new horse had
been waking up all the sleepcrs on both sides
of the road with an asthmaIic whistle of
lalfa-milc power. My attention was called
to the fact by the village tcamaS:cr old Dock
weed, who came banging aftce me in his
empty cart, shouting out my name as Inc came
must say have always dislkcd old Dock
weeds familiarity: he prcsuncs too much
upon my good nature, when lie calls me Spar
rygraSs before the ladies at the depot and by
my Christian name always on the Sabbath.
when he is dressed up. On this occasion.
what with the horses vocal powers and old
Dockwccd's the affair was pretty well blown
over the village before breakfast. 'Sparry.
grass" he said as he came up, THAT your
HIS " replied that the horse was my pro-
perry. Got the hoaves, amt he ? got 'cm
bad !' Just then window was pushed
open, and the white head of the old gentle
man who sits in the third pew in front of our
pew in church, was thrust out What's the
matter with your horse Z" said hc Got the
heavcs," replied old Dockwccd; "got 'cm
bad" Then 1 heard symptoms Of opening
Il blind on the other side of the road and. as
did not wish to run The gauntlet of such in
qnrieS. | rode oil on a croSS-road: but not
before heard, above the sound of pulmonary
complaint, the voice of old Dockwecd explain
ing to tho other cottage, 'Sparrygrass-got
| u hos-got the fleavcs-got 'cm bad" was
so much ashamed that took round about
road to the stable. and instead of coming
home like fresh and gallant cavalier, on
hand gallon, | walked my purchase to the
stable, and dismo,ntcd with a chastencd
spnit.
"Well. dear" said Mrs. Sparrowgrass
with face bcamng all over with smiles.
chow doyou like your horsc?" | replied that
he was not quite SO fnea saddle.horsc as
had anticipated, but added. frightening up
for good humor is Sympathetic. "hc will make
good k6rSc, think, after all for you and
the children to jog around with in wagon"
oh won't that be pleasant" said Mrs,
Sparrowgra>S.
Farewell, then. rural rides, and rural roads
o'mornings. Farewell song birds, and jas
per colonnadcs, farewell misty river and rocky
palisades, farewell morning hoLey- breath,
farewell stirrnp and bride, dawn and dew,
we mast jog on at n foot pace. After all, it
is better for your horse to have the pumon-
AIRY complaint than to have it yourself.
had determined not to build stable, nor
to buy carriage. until | had thoroughly
tested my horse in harness. Then put Mrs.
Sparrowgrass and the young ones in the
double seats, and took the ribbons for little
drive by the Nuppcrhan river road. The
Ncppcrhan is quiet stream that for ccntur-
les has wound It's way through the ancient
dorp of Yonkcrs.
Biologists may trace the movements of
time upon the rocky dial of the palisades,
and estimate the age of the more modern
Hudson by the footprints Of scoriD in The
strata that fringe its banks, but it is impos-
sihlc to escape the conviction, as you ride
b 81 lie the Ncppcrhan, that It's an old s'rcam
that it is entirely independent of Garth
quakes-that its birth was of primeval anti
quity--and 10 doubt that it mcandcrcd
through Westchcster valleys when the lIul-
son was only fresh water lake. land locked
somewhere above Ponghkccpsic. 1t was
Lively afternoon. The sun was slipping
westward the meadows
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