The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1860-04-18
BY AN OLD 'UN.

In the good old times Of stage coaches, four
horse teams, and ten miles an hour, including
stoppages, there lived upon the great eastern
stage read jolly fellow by the name ofZach-
ary Merrywell, who kepta house OF entertain
ment for man and beast;' one Of those old fash
ioned caravansaries which, with their sheds,
piggeries, stables and other out buildings, use
to occupy nearly two acres Of ground. Merry
well kept good table, charged moderately, and
was very popular-for he could sing good
song, tell coed story, was on the right side
in politics, an officer in the militia and coun.
ty commissioner. In philosophy he was obtim-
ist, and whenever any mishap occurred to him,
as mishaps will occur to the most fortunate OF
individuals he always turned 1t off with jolly
laugh, and the remark: .
Its we'll it's no worse
Among his other good qualities he was an ad-
mirable Judge of animals, and the dealer who
used to horse the eastern stages, never made
purchase without consulting Captain Merrywell.
One night there came to the Bald Eagle, for
by that designation was mine hosts establish
ment known, thin visaged, melancholy man,
who looked like an i,inerant clergyman, from
the solemnity ofhis countenance, and the cut
and color OF his garb, mounted on a vry nice
bay nag, with good gait, q lively eye, and
long, flowing tail that swept the ground.
Putty good hoss.' thought the landlord, but
he didn't say so; he merely asked, 'Hev your
horse put up, friend"
'Yes,' answered the melancholy man, in
drawlhg, listless tone. Icalkilate to stop here
to night, if you can accommodate feller.'
Walk in and make yourself com Portable, sir.
Jim, hand me them saddle-baggs. Pm pretty
full to night, sir-but can manage to give you
a bed-t's well its no worse
While the guest was eating his supper, Cap
tain Zack walled into the stable to have look
at the travellers pony. .r......
'Jim' said he, after looking in the animals
mouth, poking his ribs lifting his dock, and
performing other manpulations common to all
horse fanciers-'ncw don't want you to say a
word-but know that's terrible nice horse
now
'Yes'r,' said the hostler.
Can't be five years old--his bridleteeth's just
cumin'.'
'Yes'r'
What an eye he's got. Jim
'Yes'r--two on 'em'
mo trouble bout his wind!
'Yes'r'
What color!
'Yes'r.'
.'And most elegant tail!'
'Yes'r.'
Jim. it strikes me that is Jest the kind Of
hoss I'm arter for my own riden'. ] expect
shall have to serve on the staff and that ar tai
is worth kurneFe commission. Now yo
know I'm some on hosses, Jim" a
r'Yes'r.' e'.s
Shut up, you chowder head!-and I'll ven
ture to say he's cheap at two hundred dollars.
'Yes'r.' 1
And I'll get him for one.'
'Yes'r.' a.a.sa-
The landlord went into the house, and foun,
the melancholy man seated in the corner of tn
bar room, at the extremity Of a long nine.
Captain Merrywell took chair beside hin
and opened conversation.
Com to Boston, sirf'
Yes replied the melancholy man, with
sort Of smotbered groan. IN
Merrywell started. 1a
Anything the matter with your innard:
sirr stts8s a4tt s6
'Wickedness Of citiesH answered the strange
laconically. 5
.'Ay, ay, sir, cities is wicked places said tn
landlord, it's well it's no worse. Want YOU
hoss airly" es @ s .t ~
Seven o'clock answered tho traveller.
reckon you are goin' to Boston on business?,