Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1858-11-26
Bob Wadden's Horse Trade.

Noi tiiat ] rccollcct," l replied.
We'll, Bob was an amazin' hand
at trad:n horses, and generally came
oat ahead, too. l never knew him
really girdled and the undcrbrush
cut, but once"
How was that. Uncle ~
Nv hy, you see, Bob had been get
tin gray horse, in some of his deal
ms, that was jest about as nice i
horse to look at as ever put his nose
through the rack-sticks he was hui
man lookin' horse, and nothin' short
er; he was always lookin' arter stars,
and carried his tail like the national
haS on the Fourth of July but he
wouldn't work-hc was above it
he'd almost stop when he saw his
shadow followin' him, for fear he
might he drawin' it.
Now, them says Bob, some in
dlvidual is bound to be picked up
$50, maxim an excuse that old
Gray's shoes wanted fixin,' he sent
him 10 the blacksmith's, harncsscd up
his rother horses, hitchcd them to
a wagon-load Of stone, drove down to
Sam Hewett's, stopped before the
door, took out the near horse and har-
messed up the Gray in his place, went
In, took drink, and waited around
till some feller should come along
who wanted to speculate.
He hadn't waited long when he
seen some fcller comm down the
road like all creation, his horse under
full run, while he was sawin' the
bits and hollcrin' 'wo! woI' with all
his might and main. He managed
10 stop him after little by Sam Uew-
ett's, and turnin' him around he cum
up a slappin' his hands. an in a tcarin'
passion with his horse:
Hes never ready TO stop says
he that horse amt, an though he's
the best horse | ever owned, yet I'm
determined to get shut of him.
well, just then out comes Bob, |
and mounted his wagon just as if he |
was going to drive off, when says he :
'Hollo, stranger, perhaps you'd
like to deal with me for steady one?'
Why, yes said the stranger, Il
would like something 4 little more
quiet than that go-a-head rascal of
mine
so Bob looked at the Sorrel, and
found him 4 square. built animal, his
eye full Of fire, and every muscle in
play.
WELL says Bob, after a few
words with me, there's my Gray
here's your Sorrel whats your prop
osition?'
Now you're talking said the
stranger, examining the Gray as he
stood hitchcd TO the load Of stone,
III give you the Sorrel and the hest
forty dollar clock in my wagon for
the gray"
dome! said Bob, Just unhitch.'
Neither of them asked tother any
questions, cause neither of them wan
ted ts answer any. The horses were
exchanged. Bob got his clock, and
the stranger got into his wagon, took
up his lines, and, bidding 'em good
bye, was about to start, when the
Gray put stop to it and wouldn't
bulge hair. In vain did the stran-
ger whip and coa1-not an inch
could he get.
There sat Bob, laughing in his
sleeve, almost ready TO burst, to see
how the stranger was tryin' to start
and couldn't. Not word did the
stranger say, however, but, after he
had got quite tired, and given up try
IN it any more, he came and sat
down on the horse block.
Bob thought he might as well be
goin'; +; so, pickin' up the ribbons
go along says he. The Sorrcl
turned his head and looked back at
him, as much as to say Don't you
wish l would?' but didn't stir or pull.
In vain Bob coaxed and pat,ed
Sorrel was there and wasn't anywhere
else.
"'Well, reckon it's my turn to
laugh, now said the stranger L
suppose you'll call again when you
come 10 town.
"'Oh, never mind says Bob, '!Sor-
rel will go, or else you couldn't get
here with him.
80, yes said the stranger, you
can start him, if you only bring some
shavings, and kindle a fire under
him, as l did,
Then he laughed again, and when