Burlington tri-weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1852-1855, 1855-04-20
sTAxzAs By LORD BYRON.


summer DeIOf0 last, wait DTtgGs Aept the
we'll known hotel near the Union Course, fs-
miliarly known as 'sSnedicors." Attached
to this house are certain large, we'll regula-
ted stables. These stables, at the time, con-
tained some sixty of the fastest trotting hors-
es in America. They were there on board,
awaiting the advent Of the Fall sporting s.a-
son. In the vicinity Ct these stables was a
small Enclosure, in which the horses were
daily aired and exercised. So much for the
plot and surrounding circumstances. Now
for other matters:
Among the visitors who drove up to tho
hotel, one hot day in August, was a citizen
of London-a regular John Bull looking citi-
zen-legs like the pillars of Hercules, and
cheeks red and pull y as pulpit cushions.
He was accompanied BY his wife and family.
Having ordered up and partaken Of refresh
ments. he sauntered out on the front stoop,
and opened up the following dialogue with
Briggs:
ssWhoss 'erscs are those?''
"They belong to a farmer, just over the
next hill"
What, the whole Of them?''
eyes, he's an extensive operator-works
some 5000 acres Of ground, and enjoys an
income Of $780, 1000"
"And what docs he do with such quadru-
peds-they are too frae'l lie to pillow with?"
Not at all-the soil is light, AMI what
they lack in size they make up IN activity.
That m IRE (pointing at Lady Suffolk,) will
piow twelve acres day, and do it with all
ease.''
Impossible, twelve acres q day-it can
not be done, SIR,
"Bu. ysu forget her speed-she can do q
mile in three minutes.'
"Before plow?"
eyes, Sir. Place her in a wagon and she
can come through in less time"
Would allow me test that statement"
"Certaislv. John, put the gray mara in
the wagon, and let this gentleman take her
round the cousre oncc."
John did as desired. TIE mare was pat
before light wagon; Mr.. Bull got in-Mr.
Bull took a p, s,tlon, and touched the La
dy with the whip. The lady started; MIR.
Bull was jerked suddenly nto his seat.
When he recovered his position, the mare
was doing a stride marvellous to behold.
The lady went and Mr.. Bull pulled. 1t was
usrl IS. however The crltter had "got a
going," and all thu gentleman from London
could do, he could not stop her. At last
one Of the by ISLANDERS adv:s d him to cain
her for the fence.''
Mr.. Bull took the advice, and brought up
will suddenness that came near shooting
him through his neck-tie and hat. As soon
as he could recover his breath, and brush a
little, he again commenced his coloquy with
Briggs.
ssAnd that's what you call common
American plongh 'orse?"
Eyes, Sir"
" And pray, if this be plough 'orse, what
are your roadsters capable of doing?"
"a great deal more, Sir. There is a
horse (pointing at O'Blenis) that works be-
fore an omn bus. Put him in a butchers
cart and he will do his mile in 1928, and
do it all day long"
"Can that be possible?"
"True ~ gospel; have seen him do it
often whole week ut . stretch"
At this part Of the conversation Mr.. Bull
was seen to take out his tablets, and enter
q few hurried notes. In short time We cx-
pect to see some enterprising English pub
fisher issuing book on the I" Farming Horses
Of Americas" in which the doings narrated
above will occupy " the FIRST two chapters"
Look out for proof sheets.