Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1870-11-03

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"SHERIDAN'S RIDE"
A Plain Statement of the Case.
Blythe Fat CONTRIBUTOR"
Day was about to break over Win
chester having previously armed
itself with a club for that purpose,
when suddenly an "affrighted heir >
to a large estate in the South ar.
rived in town, and amid much
grumbling and ru1nbling and roar.
ing conveyed the startling intelli-
gence that the fight, which had pre-
yiously been declared ''of'" by the
stakeholder, was son" once more
and Sheridan, one of the principals
some twenty miles or so distant
from the scene of encounter; rem
dering it probable that the fight and
the battle money, as well as the
champion belt, would be thrown into
the hands of the other party.
The news created great commo-
tion in Winchester, as may well be
supposed, especially around the
Horizons" bar-the principal sa-
loon in Winchester-where the
crowd was quite uncomfortable, be-
cause, you see, the boys had bet
heavy on Sheridan, and it made them
angry as they thought of their stakes
in the terrible frey, and Sheridan
twenty miles from being inside the
ring ropes.
But, fortunately, Winchester built
a turnpike short time before, a
good broad turnpike with gates on
it and all the modern improvements;
and just about sunlight we should
think-sunlight or sunlight and a
half-a horse blacker than fourteen
thousand black tom cats in a dark
cellar, was seen tearing down the
turnpike as if the devil was after
him. He seemed to know some
thing was up, for he run all the gates
and didn't stop at single tavern on
the road. Hill rose and fell Tin the
real-estate market), but he didn't
care d-n, with Sheridan only fif-
teen miles from fight. You never
saw such a dust as that old black
horse kicked up as he thundered
down the turnpike. An artillery
salute on the Fourth couldn't make
a smoke like it-a comet in full dress
for a court party, couldn't afford
such trail. Both horse and rider
seemed equally anxious to get over
the ground, and a lot of prisoners
trying to break Jail couldn't beat
faster or harder on the walls than
their hearts did, so great was their
impatience to be in time for the fight.
The old horse put in his very best
licks-with Sheridan only ten miles
outside Of the ring.
He planted his ''quates" so rapidly
that the very road seemed to be run
ming under them like a mill-race;
and trees, fences and haystacks went
flying like base ballists before
charge of police on a Sunday after
noon. And the hoss, he couldn't
have gone it any faster with set of
steamboat engines inside of him,
while his eyes flashed like locomo-
tive headlights in a storm. He
snuffs the disagreeable odor of cigar
smoke, with Sheridan not more
than five miles from the crowd.
When Sheridan got almost there
he met lot of stragglers-no-ac- -ac-
count men--then he came upon the
crowd, going home disguised be-
cause there wasn't to be any fight
after all. A glance told him what
was to be done under the circum-
stances, and striking his spurs right
square between the eyes he cursed
like everything and dashed down
the line, while the men halloed and
yelled as though they would split
their throats, for they saw he meant
business. The old horse was sight
to see. He not only foamed at the
mouth but he foamed all over, and
was as dusty as though he had been
put through a plaster But he
was game. His eye flashed and his
nostrils worked, and he said as plain
as a horse could say: "You see, boys,
I've brought the old man down from
Winchester. And he's on time, you
betr'
Then three cheers for Sheridan.
Three more and tiger for Phil and
his horse, both together. And some
day when you get Tom Jones to set
up his statue, there, right along side
of the name of Sheridan, let sign
be hung, gold lettered, bearing this
inscription: "Here, ladies and gen.
tlemen, is the horse that made such
extraordinary time from Winches-
ter, thereby securing Sheridan's
presence at the fight, who otherwise
would have been some twenty miles
II the other direction"