Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1871-05-20


twisted hit sorter intu a bridil bit snafil
shape. Dad wanted hit made kurb, es he
hend't worked fur good while, an said
he mout sortcr feel his kcepu, an go tn
ravin an cavortn.
"When we got the bridil fix'd ontu
dad, don't yu bleve he sot in tu chompn
hit jis like rale hoss, an tried tn bite
me on the arm, he alters wer mos
complicated burned ole fool, an nam sed
so when he warnt about) put on the
geers, an while nam wcr a.tyin the belly
ban,' a.strainnin hit pow tte, he drapt
ontu his hans, scd Whay.a.a' like a mad
hoss wud. an slung his hine laigs at
mans he'd She step'd back a littil an
wcr standin wifi her arms cross'd a-restin
en- on her stumick, an his heel taps cum
win inch owe her nose. Sez she, Yu
plays hoss better nur you dus husban.
lie jis' run backards on all fours, an
kick d at her again, an'-an' pawd the
ground wifi his tis.
" Lead him off tu the field, Sut, afore
he kicks ur bites sumbody, sez nam. l
shouldcr'd the gopher pillow, an tuck hole
owe the brdil Dad leaned back sulky,
till l scd cluk cluk wifi my lounge, then he
started. When we cum tu the fence I
let down the gap, an hit made dad mad ;
he wanted tu jump hit on all fours hoss
way. Oh geminy! what durn'd ole
fool kin cum tu af he gins up to the COM
plant.
"I hitch'd i'm tu the gopher, watchin
him pow tul clost fur I'd see how quick
he cud drap ontu his hans an kick, an
away We went, dad lcanin forard tn his
pullin, an we made rite pert plowin, fur
to hev green hoss, an bark gears; he
went over the sprowts an' bushes same as
a rale hoss, only he travelled on two laigs.
| wcr mitily hope up bout con; l cud
amos see hit cumin up; but thar's a
heap ov whisky split twixt the counter an
the mouf. eff hit aint got but two foot tu
travil. Bout the time he wer beginin tu
break sweat, we cum tn a sassairack bush,
an tn keep up his karacter es hoss, he
billed squar intu an thru hit, tarin down
ball ho'nets mes nj ontu es big cs a
hoss's he'd an the hole tribe kiverd 'im
cs quick es you cud kiver sick pup wifi
saddil blanket. lie lit ontu his hans
asin, an kick'd strait up onst, then he
rar'd, an fotch squeal wus nur ara stud
hoss in the State, an sot in tn strait run
min away jis cs natral cs yu ever seed any
uther skeer'd hoss du. l let go the line
an holer'd Wo dad, wo I. but yu mout
js' es well say Woa. tn locomotum, ur
Suke COW tn gal.
"Gewhillikins how he run: when he
cum tn bushes, he'd clar the top owe EN-
wifi a squeal, gopher an ALL P'raps he
tho't thar mout be anuther settiment of
ball honets thar an hit wcr safer tn 90
over than thru, an quicker dun eny
how
Every now an then he'd fan the side
Owe his he'd fust wifi one fore laig an then
luther, then he'd gin hssclf roun.hand-
ed sap what sounded like a waggin whip
ontu the place whar the breechbands tetches
hoss. When he cum tu the fence, he jis
tore thru hit, Dustin an scat;crn' nj ontu
seven panils wifi lots owe broken rails
Rite yere he lef the gopher, secrs, close,
clevis, an swingletrces, all mixed up, an
not wuf durn. Mos owe his shut said
ontu the aind owe rail, an nigh ontu a
pint Of ho'ncts stopped thar stingin all
over hits smell fool'd en-. The balance
on EN-, nigh ontu gallun, KEEP on wifi dad.
lie scemd tn run jis adzactly cs fas' cs
ho'net cud fly; hit wer the titest race
ever seed, fur wun hoss tu git all the whip
pin. Down thru saige field they all
went, the honcts making it look like thar
wer smoke roun' dads bald he'd, an he wifi
th
close about i'm, but the bridil, an nj ontu
yard owe plow line sailin bchinc, wifi a
tired out ho'net ridin on the pint owe hit.
| seed that he wer amin fnr the swimin
hole in the krick, whar the bluff ar over
twenty-five foot purpendiculer tu the wa.
ter, an hits nigh ontu ten foot deep.
"Well, tu keep up his karakter es
hoss, plum thru, when he got tu the bluff
he loped off, or reiher jis KEEP on ruunin.
kerslungc intu the krick he went, seed
the water fly plum abuv the bluff from
whar wer.
"Now, rite thar, boys, he overdid the
thing, cf actin hos to the scribe wcr what
he wer arter: fur thars nara hoss burned
fool emf tu lope over eny sich place
cussed muel mout a dun hit but dad wern't
actin muel, tho he orter tux that karakter !;
hits adzactly sooted tu his disposition.
l krept up tn the aidge, an peep'd over.
Thar wer dads bald he'd fur all the ycarth
like a peeled nyun, bobbn up an down
an aroun, an the ho'nets sailin aroun
tuckoy-buzzard fashun, an every onst an
while one, an sumtimes ten, wud take
dip at dads bald he'd. He pept up rite
peart dodgin onder, sumtimes afore they
hit i'm an sumt;mes arterward, an the wa.
ter wer kivered wifi drownded ball no nets.
Tu look at hit frum the top owe the bluff,
it wer powerful interestin, an sorter funny
l wer on the bluff myself, mind yu.
dad cudent see the funny part frum
whar he wer, but hit seemed tu be interes.
tin tu him frum the 'tenshun he wer payin
tu the bisness QUO divin an cussin.