The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1875-03-02
OLD BUCKSKIN AGAIN.


saw in your paper an account OF a
short ride | took with my buckskn mare.
| want you to understand that ii was a
COMPOUNDED exaggcration, willful mis-.
representation, and complete contorsion
Of facts know it was written by some
mean cuss who has got horse 10 sell and
wished to prejudice the minds Of the pub
lie against my mare, and thus hurt the
sale which was advertised Now Mr..
Knapp. the facts in the case are these.
Facts sir, are to be considered, not fiction
such as this fellow used to make out my
pet buckskin mare would run with me.
She amt no such horse. She was the
kindest gentlest brute you ever saw be
sides she was good.lookiug, had style you
know, was right up. Yes sir. We'll now
to return to facts you see | started from
the bank. and being absent minded, no;
once thinking about serving those attach
ments down in Orwell, though l might
have been canvassing, the possibility of
serving some more subpenas upon those
Cornwall elections kritters, and knowing
that they were liable to be away from
home, hurried up to keep pace with my
thoughts. and therefore lc. buckskin 20
little fast down hill.
1t was not my custom to let buckskin
show what kind Of gait she could swing,
and that is why your correspondent took
notice of me. No one else who saw me
going down across the bridge would have
thought anything about it, if he hadn't
put that piece in your paper, for buck
skin want running, only just cantering
along, playful like, just as she was al
ways accustomed to do, when she wanted
to canter. He says | went up about tea
feet when | struck that kiss.me quick
(Ho called it some other name. | call it
as [ do. because there are pleasanter as.
sociations connected with it.) Suppose l
did lift little in my seat, it was because
it was unexpected, most any one would.
1t was simply surprise, and all for the
best, as it reminded me of the civilties
due friends and acquaintances, and be.
gan to look around and pay my respects
to people as is my custom when driving
for pleasure.
kept right on across the bridge, slip
ping by Albert Fletcher's old roam plugs
without checking buckskin, because one
sign against fast driving is gone, and the
other is simply a gbastly rcproach upon
the town authorities. l had just bowed
to Jim Murphy, and was about to re.
turn sweet smile from Miss Dusenberry,
when | saw Ed Clay and A. p. Upper
with their fists doubled up, blowing about
that heather Chinee who is advertised
for March 10th. l thought they were
mad and meant business, so just jumped
cut to try and stop EN- never thought
about my boss, and didn't signify to her
that | was going to stop, so she kept on
of course, Any boss would. Suppose
the sleigh did end over once or twice, it
was because | got out on one side of it
kinder sudden like, instead of gradually.
Most any sleigh would.
Suppose buckskin did 90 Into the
Phelps yard. If she had been running
away, do you suppose she would have
run in there? No, sir. She would have
kept right along past Geo. Porter's out
to Mr.. Remedies and farther, only he
wou Id have had the road blocked, in all
probability,
Now, Mr.. Knapp, ifyou and your
readers with these facts before them,
think my buckskin was running away,yo
must be hick.beaded indeed. | have
merely presented this, as | want both
sides to be heard. and if any one is in
doubt, let them ask Frank Bond or Ed
Clay, or any Of those fellows | talked
with after Jumped out, and you will get
the truth
Your chronic poet still existing, DR..
Blanchard not having invented that cx.
tinguisher, add:
My Buckskin she is gentle
'She will not run with me-"
She's gone to live with Kendle
Out in East Middleburee
Bucephalaneously thine,