Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1855-01-11
AFortunatelg Stubborn Herse.

AZ Uao q OiI6uSS Octo VyVAlo8
N the month of March, uhen my {;
z ther, who, in bis capacity Of ager
n to Mr.. A. had received a large SUI
. Of money, was preparing to. retur
e home; he travelled in his gig, accom-
e panied only by myself, then youn
: lad, aud driving a powerful brow
horse, rising five that May, which ha
, once or twice exhibited marks of a
: obstinate temper. -The.sun was jus
J sinking behind a wide fat of black
bare bog, through which the road raj
j for many mile, whena small strsI
. giving way in the harness. compelled
my father to pull up at little she
been house, which formed the half
way station across the bog. Th,
|owner of this tenement was well
known to my governor; he was q bog
ranger on the property. M'Manus
was his name; an honest fellow, and
offered every help towards repairing
| the ruptured harness; but while doing
so his manner was so nervous and
agitated, that the governor, noticing
it, would not be put off till he had
ascertained the cause. The country
in fact had suddenly become disturb
ed, agrarian. outrage had commenced,
and my father, from his consection
with property, and the duties and ne
cessities of his profession, was just,
at present unpopular, and had now to
traverse four miles of solitary road,
his person known, the night fast COM
ing on, and three hundred polnds in
his gig box.
My father, though brave man,
was fully alive to his danger, and
made all haste to be gone; buS when
be essayed to start, the browg horse
absolutely refused to bulge Some
most NAL apropos fit of i'll humor
had come over him; and leaning back
on his launches, his forefeet;p plant
ed firmly on the sod, his large, solky
ears laid down on his head. and his
eyes showing all their white and
into his winkers, he look.
ed the very incarnation of the Dem
on Of Doggedness. Conjecturing |
that something had gone wrong with
the harness, and that the animal was
being CALLED or hurt, we examined
our tackle thoroughly, but all,wa as
smooth as the palm Of my hand; it
Was case of pure, unsophisticased
sulk, and seemingly admitted of no
cure, the brute resisting alike coax
ing. patting, speaking and bullying,
for when the governor tried to lead
him By the bride, he would shake
bis head Indignantly. and show the
white of his eyes; and when we gave
him the lash, which we did pretty Of
ten, be would plunge most wickedly,
and back so violently, that nothing
but a special miracle seemed to pre-
serve the gig and its occupants, from
being canted over into the deep, black
bog-holes which 1anked the road at
either side. ''s.'s
At last my father, though good
bumored man, fairly lost his temper;
sand time for him." as the man at
the shebeen, remarked: He was
person Of great determination, as
most Of you, gentlemen, are aware,
when be had the honor Of serving
With your gallant corps in SPAIN
He was an old soldier, too, and was
not to be bullied this way by horse.
So jumping into the the gig, be or
dered me to sit firmly. and addressing
the animal, "Goudy," be said speak
ing slow and between his teeth,
"Goudy," this was the name Of the
horse, called after a rich Monaghan
farmer who hadsold him to my father,
and a capital Judge ofa horse he is)
s--"Goudy, = said be, speaking to the
brute as if he was an animal rationale, (
as we say in our logic, "this is some
Of your northern stiffness; but Twill
take it out of you,' said the Cover
nor; "I'Il teach you something !
learned Of the muleteers in Oatalo-
MAJ said he;"rll Introduce you to
St Dominic-I'll promote you to the
dignity Of a Snith6sld Martyr, said
he, "l'Il give you touch Of Queen
Mary" said the governor. For my
father, gentlemen, was an old-lash.
ioned Protestant, and never could
comprehend how it Was that Miss
Strickland makes out this Queen Of
England to have been 50 gentle and
tender. hearted. 49,