The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1876-04-27
MIR. LOvell's Horse Experience.

Mr.. Lowell sends the following nara
tive to US for publication. We do moi
vouch for its truth, but Mr.. Lovell's ad
dress will be furnished to any reader
who wishes to put him under oath:
Last summer | bought horse. He
was warranted sound and kind in har-
ness, but / discovered that it was very
poor kind. He seemed to be impressed
with a conviction that nature had put
his hind legs in front, and that he could
see with his tail, and whenever l at
tempted to start him he always pro-
ceeded stern foremost, until | whipped
him savagely, and then he would 90 in
proper manner, but suddenly, and
with the air of horse who had a con-
viction that there was a lunatic in the
carriage who didn't know what he was
about, One day, while we were comm
down the street, this theory became so
strong that he suddenly stopped and
backed the carriage through the plate
glass window of Mackey's drug store.
After that l always hitched him up with
his head toward the carriage, and then
he seemed to feel better contented, only
sometimes he became too sociable, and
used to put his head over the dasher,
and try to chew my legs or to tup the
lap-cover.
Besides, the peculiar arrangement of
the animal excited unpleasant remark
when | drove out, and when wanted to
stop, and would hitch him by the tail
to a post, he had very disagreeaDle
way of reaching out with his hind legs
and sweeping the sidewalk whenever he
saw any body that he felt as if he would
like to kick.
He was not much of a saddle horse :;
not that he would attempt to throw his
rider, but whenever a saddle was put
on him it made his back itch, and he
would always insist upon rubbing it
against the first tree or fence or corner
of a house that he came to, and if he
could bark the riders leg he seemed to
be better contented. The last time
rode him was upon the day of Aleck
Burgers wedding. l had on my best
suit, and on the way to the festival there
was q creek to be forded. When the
horse got into the middle of it he took a
lin, anu luCu lOOhCu IllC
scenery. Then he took another drink,
and gazed again at the prospect. Then
he suddenly felt tired, and lay down in
the water. By the time he was suffi-
ciently rested | was ready to go home.
The next day he was taken sick. My
hired man said it was the epizooty, and
he mixed him up some turpentine in a
bucket of warm feed. That night the
horse had spasms, and kicked four of
the best boards out of the side of the
stable. Jones said that horse hadn't
the epizooty, but the bolts, and that the
turpentine ought to have been rubbed
on the outside of him, instead of going
into his stomach. So we rubbed him
with turpcntine, and next morning he
hadn't a hair on his body.
Col. Smith told me that if l wanted
to know what really allied that horse, he
would tell me. 1t was glanders, and if
he wasn't bled he would die. So the
Colonel bled him for me. We took
away tubful, and the horse thinned
down so that his ribs made him look as
if he had swallowed a hoop-skirt. 1t
made him hungry, too, for that ght he
ate the feed box, a breeching strap and
two trace chains.
Then | sent for the horse doctor, and
he said there was nothing the matter
with the horse but heaves, and he left
some medicine "to patch up his wind"
The result was that the horse cOughed
for two days as if he had gone into a
galloping consumption, and between
two of the coughs he kicked the hired
man through the partition, and bit our
black -and-tan terrier in half.
l thought perhaps little exercise
might improve his health, SO drove
him out one day, and he proceeded in
such a peculiar manner that Twas afraid
he might suddenly come apart and fall
to pieces. When we reached the top of
White Horse Hill which is very steep by
the side of the road, he stopped, gave
sort of shudder, coughed couple of
times, kicked fly off his near shoulder
with his hind leg, and then laid down
and calmly rolled over the bank. l got
out of the carriage before he fell, and |
watched him pitch clear down to the
valley beneath, with the vehicle drag
ging after him. When we got to him
he was dead, and the man at the farm
house close by said he had the blind
staggers.
l sold him for SS to a man who want
ed to make him up into knife-handles,
suspender-buttOns and glue; and, since
then, when we have wanted to take a
ride we have walked. The next time l
attempt to buy a horse will get a mule.
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