Litchfield enquirer., 1875-06-24
q. Iaa- hafore pesterdax. !.

wanted the day before yesterday"
 ssTake another cigar. What did Charlie
 want you for this time?"
 'Thank you. Well, you see about two
 years ago sold jet-black gelding to
 man about two hundred miles from here.
 I had not intended to sell the horse there,
 so wasn't disguised at all. But the man
 was to start for Texas in week, so ven. tured to let the brute go. We'll, sir, mat ters took some turn that the old grampuz didn't get to Texas at all, but stayed where as thrsa sas IT ihSsTss ss ssss begsS Nb5k1 and rusty loike, in spot, ,andssh kept fad ing from week to week and from month to month till he was milk-white. The old lunatic that had him thought him he was great natural curiosity, and went spread ing his fame far and woide, instead Of passing him along fair and soft like sen- sible man. The old idegeot even made sffdayits that his horse had turned from blacA 10 white in less nor nine months, and had them published in the newspa. pers. An old neighbor of mine, who had lost a fine white gelding, happened to read an account of this mirocle, and vent. straight to where this wonderful animal was and identified it as his own property. The old fool that bought the horse gave such an accurate account of the personal beautypf thesgentleman from whom he purchased. that it all led to my being here this blessed night"
 ''COnfound the women," continued Mick ''These was pretty girl in that village that did use to show me her white teeth, whenever saw her, until got spoOny Ioike. I never disguise myself when go coorting, and always do when go horse-trading."
 "Do I understand you to mean that horses can be colored so as to deceive a man with half an eye?"
 We'll, then, they can; but it requoires an artist to do it and he must have the genuine material to do it with; none of your stuff such as gentlemen use to turn their hair and whiskers purple and pea green and the color of a new blacked stove, thak sort of stuff won't do at all. A sensible baby knows better nor to pull | such whiskers, for fear of soiling his fin gers. You see, when Twas a gossoon yof | a boy, knew square little old woman who used to go pottering about Dublin, fixing up old boys and girls to pass for | young gentlemen and ladies. did now and then good turn for the poor old | body, and she took mighty loiking to me. From her learned how to make vegetable hair-dye that leaves the hair looking natural and glossy, and soft as though no dye had ever been near 1t. I
 ''U0n1 it coiof the skin as well as the hair?
 rTis sure not to color the skin if it don't touch is. I told you before, it takes 1 an artist to put it on. For that reason it would never be saleable as q hair-dye. I | can dye a horse from head to tail in half | an hour so you would swear he was born | black"
 "I suppose black horses are safe from | your art. fb Y F.
 Indeed, theo're not, then. There's a | nice dec0tion of my own invention that | will transform black or dark brown horse to a abeautifulsorrel. It takes longer to doc- | tor black horse than any other, but he's | more durable when fixed. With a little l touching up now and again he can be | made to last year as bright as Busaypha- | lus. Shearing will work wonders with the color of some horses, but that requoires great care and plenty of time, and the ef- feet is not much more durable nor dyeing. l wouldn't recomend new hand to try clipping"
 "How do you disguise yourself when TS~ 6O ~O ScA OAo OA JOuI AmprOVeu horses2" ... -n !
 Hardly ever twice aloike. Iris mighty quare. I can't speak common English with out an Irish accent, but I can speak bro- ken English like Frenchman or a Dutch man, or any foreigner ever saw, to the life. can even come the Quacker dodge to perfection. I'm mighty strong as an old Irishman who speaks every word with big brogue. I'm a far lowland Scotchman. at a pinch, and ,iL sayikmy- self, I'm the be6t big Indian fh Afnarica. have little place somewhere south of | the Canada line and west of the Atlantic, | where no man ever saw me, and where I | keep nice lot of wigs and whiskers and spectacles and few clothes, and two or three tools as we'll. Faith, you'd smoil to see the quare lot of traps I have there. and 1t s no lie I'm telling you, made most of them myself, at odd times.
 .'Now, sir" continued Mick. eff poor felly that wishes you well would tell you how to get dnt of this place and clean away to Canada, what would you say to him?"
 should ask him to give me at least onesnight to consider his offer."
 "Very well; sleep on it, and let me know your moind tomorrow or the next day, for this is not Q wholesome place. this little private apartment of ours, for men of active habits.'
 We retired to our respective mattresses, know not whether Mick slept or not. | He laH still, but his breathing. didl not. seem to mo to be deep eno0gI foF that \ of sleeping man.