Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1875-11-24
"Twenty dollars" came from the

"Twenty dollars" came from the
crowd.
"Twenty dollars I'm offered; now.
sound, steady, go in any harness; see
for yourselves how he carries himself.
how he holds his head and lifts his
feet. /"
"Thirty dollars, bid the strsnge gen
tleman.
"Thirty do / hear, thirty dollars for
this splendid creature; why, if any you
want to make your wife and babies per-
fectly happy, buy this horse; he knows
more about children than half the
nurses; POUNDS, it's So.
Thirty
Forty
g Fifty"
/" Sixty"
Here was pause.s
That's iG-that's the way 1 like to
| have the bids go, with no chance for
me to say anything. am offered sixty
dollars for this horse; that is not half
what he is worth-sixty-fve, seventy I
hear.seventy dollars, will you go sew
enty-fve p
the man in the crowd shook his head
Seventy dollars, going and-gone
at seventy dollars"
The stranger with the satchel PAL
the money and led off the horse. He
paused outside the yard and looked up
and down the walk. A policeman
stepped out and asked:
Have you lost anything, sjr?'
L was looking for some little chill
dren that were standing here a few
minutes SINCE"
Oh yes; they ran up the. street as
soon as the horse was sold; I think il
was pet of theirs"
The man stood irresolute for min
ute, then asked to be directed to liv.
ery-stable. Here he left Dapple MUNICH.
ing his oats and hay, and went back to
the horse mart. The sale had just
closed, and the auctioneer in reply to
the strangers question said he could
give Mrs. Mays address, and was going
to her house to give her the money re-
allied from Dapple's sale.
The November wind blew the falling
leaves playfully from corner to corner.
now nestled in little piles as though
tired as child at play, then tossed in
the air and scattered singly like flying
feathers. Two men paused silently in
front of an open door to small cottage.
The tableau within was scantily fur
nlshed room, pale woman sitting with
upllfted face and closed eyes, pitiful
prayer on her lips, while her arms were
folded above three bowed heads on her
lap. What a tale of sorrow her black
dress and the scene around told.
Mary" said the stranger softly, tax
ing step towards her.
The woman opened her eyes and gaz-
ed wildly at the two men.
Its the man who bought Dapple,
mamma, the very man," came in a
chorus from the children.
"Mary, mySsister," repeated the
stranger with outstretched arms.
"Oh Guy, dear Guy, can it possibly
be you"
The auctioneer looked on with aston
lshment as the brother and sister en-
braced each other, then In an awkward
but cordial manner shook hands all
around, declaring it was we'll worth
keeping horse mart to have things
turn out SO. After settling his business
ne left the happy family to themselves.
The tale of sorrow was soon told.
Mr.. May lost his property in specula-
ton, his reverses brought on brain
fever and finally death, leaving his fam
lily almost destitute. The home and
furniture were given up, and only Dap
pie saved, the faithful fellow had been
hired out all summer from day to day
helping to earn them bread, but now
cold weather was coming on and work
was scarce Dapple would soon be with
out food and Dapple must be Sold It
was like parting with one of the family,
and caused them the distress we have
seen. Mrs. May was very little &C
quainted in the city and the horse mart
seemed the only chance.
Uncle Guy had been in the West In
dies several years, and was well able to
care for his sister and family to whom
he had returned just III time.
Dapple was brought home amid gen
eral rejoicing, and became more of
pet than ever. He seemed to retain an
memory of the Horse Mart
for he always quickened his pace past
it, when driven that way.