Columbia Democrat and Bloomsburg general advertiser. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1850-1866, 1862-12-06
VOLUME 26.
Bob w adden's Horse Trade.
'You know Bob Walden, I guess said
Uncle Mike.

'You know Bob Walden, L guess, said
Uncle Mike.
Not that recollcci, l replied
/ well, Bob was an amazn' hand at tra-
din hcrsos, and generally came out ahead,
too. | never knew him really girdlad and
! the undorbrush cut but once
How was that Uncle M,ke!'
! why, you see Bob had been gettin' n
gray horse in some Of his dealins, that was
jst about as nice to look at as ever put his
nose through the rack sticks, he was hu-
man lookiu horse, and nothin' shorter
he was always lookin, artor, stars, and
carried his tail like the nationl flag on the
/ 4th Of July; but he wouldn't work-ho
was above it, he'd slmost stop when be
saw his shadow following him, for fear he
! might be DRAWN it,.
Now, them says Bob, 'some individual
is bound to be picked up
80 maxim al excuse that old Grav's
shoes wanted fxeu,' he sent him TO the
blackomths harnossed up his t'other hor-
ses hitched them to a wagon load ofstones,
drove down to Sam Hewi'ts, stopped be-
fore bis door, took out the near horse and
harDessed up the gray in bis place, went
| in, took a drink aDd waited around ill
/ some folow should come along who want.
/ ed to speculate. He hadn't waited long
when be seen some Teller comm down the
road like oil creation, his horse under a
full run while be was sawln the bits and
hoIiern wo, wo! with all his might and
main. He managed to stop him after q
! little by Sam Hewitt's and turning him
around, he came up q slappin, his hands
aud in toarin passion with his horse
Hes hover ready to stop, says he, that
horse amt, and though he's the best horse
/ ever owned, yet I IN determined to get
shut of him.
'Well, just theo, out comes Bob, and
mounted his wagon, just as if be was goin'
to drive off, when, says he, Halo, stran-.
ger, perhaps you'd like to deal with me
for steady one! ?
why yes, said the stranger, I would
like something little more quiet than that
go-ahcad, anap-dragon rascal of mine.
Well, says Bob, after few words with
me, there's ny gray-here's your sorrel.
what's your proposition 2
| Now you are talking, said the stranger
examining the gray as he stood htched to
the load Of stone; I'm give you sorrol and
tho best forty-dollar cloak in my wagon
for the gray
Done, said Bob; F.; 'just unhitch.'
Neither OF them asked tother questions,
cause neither Of them wanted to answer
any. The horses we're exchanged, Bob
got his cloak, and tho stranger got into his
wagon, took up bis lines, and blddeu' 'crn
good bye, was about to start, when eray
put stop to It and wouldn't bulge hair.
Ia vain did the stranger whip aud coax
not an inch could he get There sat Bob
Laughing Ia bis sloeves, alInost ready to
burst, to see how the stranger was irving
to start and couldn't. Not a word did
the stranger say, however but after he had
got quite tired, and had given Up trying it
any more, he came and sat down on the
horse block. Bob thought he might as
we'll be going so picking up the ribbons,
60 along says he, The sorrcl turned his
head and looked back at him, as much as
to say, don't you wish would bu. didn't
stir or pull. In vain Bob ooayed and nat.
ted, sorrell was there and wasn't anywhere
elso.
well, | reckon it's my turn to laugh
now, said the stranger I suppose you'll
call again when you come to town p
! 'Oh, yes said the stranger, you can
start him if you'll only bring some sha-
wings and kindlo fire under him as did ,
Then be laughed again, and when l
camo away, they were playin' game to
see who should take EN- both