The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1875-07-30
The Land of Horse,

A correspondent writes The mo-
ment you enter the famous Blue Grass
region you hear nothing but horse talk.
The whole section lives upon pedigrees.
The stable-bOys banter pedigrees in a
nomenclature of their own. The men
utter pedigrees with a volubility like
the flowing of a never ending stream.
Even the ladies of polite society will
chatter pedigrees, and talk as fluent
of sire and dam az if they had received
their accomplishments in the precincts
of the breeding portions of the stock
farms. Everywhere it is horse, mare,
FLY, foal, ReldinR. The stables are
swarming with them, the streets are
alive with them, the fields are dotted
with them like the cattle on a thousand
hills and the visitors, even though he
came merely to see, has a secretly. ness
and Obstinacy more profound than the
mysteries of the Sphinx, if he does not
buy, before he comes away, some little
equine specimen for which he has no
earthly use. There is a certain free.
masonry or brotherly love among the
horse-dealers of Kentucky. If one
breeder has nothing in the horse line to
answer your demands, he will furnish
you with a saddle horse and accompany
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to inspect stock which he is sure will
inst suit your fancy. Their houses are
thrown open to your entertainment.
The rarest wine of corn and the freshest
of mint, and the richest of Alderney
cream and the tenderest of spring
chickens are offered, with a princely
generosity, to feed the flame of your
horse fever, which must not be allayed
till you have left your money behind
you on some of the stock farms. That
is the logic of all the attentions and
pedigrees and horse enthusiasm, and 1t
is wonderful how the interest is kept up
year after year, and how the surplus
funds of our wealthy horse fhnciers are
poured, with an increasing volume,
into the Golfers of the stOck-raisers of
the Blue Grass regions.
THAT SAVED Hm-It has been gen
orally supposed that a bald head was Of
no account, even to the owner, but
Vicksburg stands up and remarks to the
contrary. The other day resident of
this city went up to ThOmpson's Lake
to get a shot at the big alligator, and
while eating a cold bite in the shade a
man jumped over the fence, presented
an old army musket at his head and
cried out {:
Stranger, unkiver yer head -
The Vicksburger was dumbfounded,
but made haste to remove his hat and
exhibit pate which shOne like a newly
polished pilpaw.
stranger, that saves ye 70 continued
the man, as he shOuldered his musket !;
&" thought ye was the red-headed ped
dler who charged my wife seventy-five
cents for a testament which hasn't got
a darned picture In it -
The modern school gil must have
queer ideas. In a conversation with a
New York reporter at Vassar hop, one
of them querried, Are you single?" an
affirmative answer being given. Then
she asked thougkttully, "DO editors
ever get rich p The "pencil HEAVIER"
again replied in the affirmative, and in
stanced several leading journalists. and
then added, Il leave for New York to-
morrow, and It will take me three days
to pay my taxes and cut the coupons of
my bonds - els it possible p replied
the miss. 60 and YOU so young, too"