The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1858-12-23
BOB WADDEN's HORSE TRADE.

You know Bob Walden / guess,
said Uocle Mike.
Not that | recollect,' | replied,
well, Bob was an amazin' hand al
tradin' horses, and generally came out
aliead too. ! never knew him really CIR
died and the underbrush cut but once
How was that. Uncle Mikel'
Why you see, Bob had been gettin' a
gray horse in some of his dealin's. that
was fist about as nice horse to look at
as ever put his nose through the rack
sticks; he was human lookin' horse, and
nothin' shorter; he was always lookin ar
ter stars, and carried his tail like the ma
tional flag on the Fourth Of july but he
wouldn't work-he was above il; he'd al
most sop when be saw his shadow fol-
Io"in' him for fear he might be DRAWN
it,
Now then, says Bob, 'some individual
is bound to be picked up
so maxim an excuse that the old gray's
shoes wanted fxin,' he sent him to the
blacksmith s harnessed up his tother hor-
ses, hitched them to a wagon load Of stone,
drove down to Sam IeSilt's stopped be.
fore the door, took out the near horse
aud harnessed up the gray in lis place,
went in, took drink, and waited around
till some feIler should come along who
wanted to speculate. He hadn't waited
long, when be seen some felIer comm
down the road like all creation, Lis horse
under a full run, while he was sawin the
the bits and hollerin 'wo, wop with all |
his mightand main. lie managed to stop
him aftera little by Sam HewiL's and
turning him around, he come up a slap
pin his hands and in a learin' passion
with his horse.
Hes never ready to stop says be that
horse amt and though he'sthe best horse
ever owned, yet I'm determined to get
shut Of him.
We'll, then, out comes Bob, aud mount
ed lis wagon, just as If he was goih' TO
drive of, when says be. Ialls. Granger,
perhaps you'd like toNtal with NE for
steady ono?'
why yes, said The stranger, Il would
like something more quieter than that 60
ahead snap-dragon rascal of mine
80 Bob looked at the sorrel. and found
him a square-built animal, his eyes 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
what's your proposiiionF
Now you'er talking said The stranger
examining The gray as he stood hi'ched to
the load Of stone; III give you sorrel and
the best forty-dollar cloak in my wagon for
the gray|
Done, said Bob, Just unhitch'
Neither ofthem asked t'other questions,
cause neither of them wanted to answer l
my. The horses were exchanged. Bob
lad got his cloak, and the stranger got into
lis wagon, took up his lines, and biddin'
em good bye, was about to start, when /
,ray put a stop to it, and wouldn't bulge s
hair. In vain did the stranger whip and I
,oax-not an inch could he get. There !
at Bob, laughing in his sleeve, almost
eady to burst, 10 see how the stranger l
vas trying to start and couldn't. Not c
word did the stranger say, however. but
lfter he had got quite tired, and had given /
lp trying it any more, he came and sat c
lown on the horseblock. Bob thought he c
night as well be going; SO picking up the c
ibbons--'go along says he. The sor- t
el turned his head and looked back at /
i'm, as-much as to say, don't you wish G
would?' but didn't stir or pnll. In vain
Bob coaxed and patted; sorrel was there, t
nd wasn't anywhere else
We'll, reckon IT'S my turn to laugh +
ow, said the stranger; i suppose you Il !
all again when you come TO town.. c
on, never mind, says Bob, sorrel will /
70, or elseyo couldn.t get here with him a
oh, yes,' said the stranger, you can i
TART him if you'll only bring some shavngs f
nd kindle a FIRE under him, as | did, j
Then he laughed again, and when
came away, they were playin' a game 9
# cards to see which should take EN- t
,oth,' 0