Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1857-07-15
SELLING A HORSE.

a good clergyman wishing to be rlu OF MS
horse, and try for better one, directed his old
negro man to sell his beast for what he would
fetch, OF to exchange him for another, adding
at the same time an anxious caution not to de-
ceive the purchaser and even enumerating the
faults of the animal, lest one should be over
looked
"Rcmembcr, Pompey he has four faults"
go, yes, massa, take care"
Pompey, jogging along the road and coming
over the list to himself, as the old lady did her
luggage, " big box, little box, band box, bundle"
was orertaken by man on horse back, who
entered into conversation, and among other
topics, made inquiries about the horse.
Pompey told his story said that his master
had charged him to tell the horses faults to
the purchaser without reservation.
"Well, what are they 2" said the stranger,
who had mind for swap.
"Dere is four, 1nassa," said Pompey, "and
don't remember 'em all very well just now,
but"
"Well, tell me those you do remember"
said the other.
"Wel sab, one is dat de horse is white and
the white hairs get on massa's coat, and dat
don't look well for clergyman"
"And the next"
"Why, when he comes to brook, he will
put his nose down and blow in the water, and
massa don't like dat"
"What next ?"
~ can't any how remember de oders," said
Pompey, peering up into the clouds with one
eye, reflcctingly.
The stranger concluded to strike bargain
and exchange his own horse, which had not
quite so genteel an air as the parsons for this
nearly unexceptonable animal. 1t was not
long before the clerical steed stumbled and
threw his rider into ditch. Picking himself
up as we'll as he could, he examined his new
purchase little more closely, and discovered
that the horse was entirely blind. Finding
Pompey again without much difficulty, his
wrath burst forth in torrent of reproaches:
"You black rascal, what does this mean
This horse is broken kneed, and as blind as
molew
40, yes, massa," said Pompey blandly, " denis
de oder two faults dat couldn't remember!
"Gor DAT NIccER"- -" Mister Higginbottum,
Pm gwine to pop question to you, an | wants
YOU to ans'er it widout any circumference eff
you kin git it out o. your WOOL"
"Wall, Mister Dimity, jist out wild it fur Pm
needin' salt to Tighten some nigger's underpin-
in"
"Now dis is de CRATE question: What makes
you so much like de CRATE Wizard O. de Norf 2"
"Golly, 'psrin' me to de big white folks :?
I'll dissolve dat composition right away; Cause,
'cauSe-I gibs it rite strate up"
"Cause you is a nigromancer, NEGRO man
sir?")
"You run ag'in sprout when you come at
dis chile wild dem dar comblundrums. Now,
jist you tell Inc whot makes you an de Wiz
zard so much alike"
"Oh, dunno conclude"
"'Cause yeu boat like to play slight o han
arter dark He ali! va! va! Unlimited de
niggers's big to- dat time"
\ boy was lately asked by the catechist of
the school "who first bit the applet" 10
which he replied
"Don't know; but guess it was our Bets, for
she eats green apples like the devil"
In Siberia, the greatest luxuries are raw cats
served up in bears oil while in Japan stew
ed crocodile hanked with monkeys feet is the
hei ght of epicureanism.