The Grange advance. [volume] (Red Wing, Minn.) 1873-1877, 1876-04-19
A MISUNDERSTANDING.
The Facts About the Horse. Race.

the Blank course one day last fall. and
ButterWick attended to witness it. On
his way home in the Reading-cars, in
the afternoons he encountered the Rev.
DR.. Potts, 3 clergyman who knew no
more about horse-racing than a Hindoo
knows about seven-up. Butterwick
took it for granted in his usual way
that the DR.. was familiar with the sub.
ject, and taking seat beside him, he
remarked:
81 was out at the Blank course to-
day to see Longfellow.''
.:1ndeed! Was he there! Where
did you say he was -
why over yer at the course. Isaw
him and General Harvey, and lot
more of 'em. He run agin General
Harvey, and it created a big excite
ment, too; but he beat the General
badly, and the way the crowd cheered
him was wonderful. They said that a
good deal of. money changed hands.
The fact is, l had small bet on the
General myself
''YOu do not mean to say that Long.
fellow actually beat General Harvey p
eyes, do beat him the worst kind.
You d hardly've thought it now, would
you! was never more surprised in
my life. What's queer about it is that
he seemed just as fresh afterwards as
before he commenced. Didn't faze a
bit. Why instead of wanting to rest,
he was jumping around just as lively,
and when the crowd began to push
around him, he kicked boy in the
stomach and doubled him up-nearly
killed him. Oh! he's wicked I
wouldn't trust him as far as I could
see him.
''This is simply astonishing said
the Doctor. 81 wouldn't have believ-
ed it possible. Are you sure it was
Longfellow, Mr.. Butterwick
''Why certainly, of course; I've seen
him often before. And after breath
ing while, he and Maggie Mitchell
came out, and as soon as they stepped
off he put on an extra squirt or two and
led her by the neck all around the
place, and she came in putting and
blowing and nearly exhausted. I
never took much stock in her any,
way.'
''Led her by the neck! Why this is
the most scandalous conduct l ever
heard of. Mr.. Butterwick, you must
certainly be joking.'
81 pledge you my word it's the SOL
emn truth, l saw it myself. And after
that Judge Fullerton and General Har-
ney they took turn together, and that
was the prettiest contest of the day.
First the Judged beat the General,
and then the General'd put in the big
ticks and gave it to the Judge, and the
two'd be about even for awhile, and
all of sudden the General would give
a kinder jerk or two and leave the
Judge just nowheres, and by the time
the General passed the third quarter
the Judge keeled over against the
fence and gave in. They say he broke
his leg; but I don't know if that's so
or not. Anyway he was used up. If
he'd passed that quarter he might have
been all right.''
''What was the matter with that
quarter! Wasn't it good g
''Oh yes. But you see the Judge
must have lost his wind or something;
and reckon when he tumbled it was
something like a faint, you know
"Served him right for engaging in
such 2 brutal contest
''Well, dunno. Depends upon how
you look at such things. And when
that was over Longfellow entered with
Matte Evelyn. He kept shooting past
her all the time, and this worried her
so that she ran little to one side and
somehow, dunno how it happened, but
his leg kinder tripped her, and she
rolled over on the ground, hurt pretty
bad I think, while Longfellow had his
leg cut pretty near to the bone.'
Ibid any of the shots strike her!''
81 don't understand you."
''You said he kept shooting close to
her, and thought may be some of the
bullets might have struck her.
"Why, meant that he ran past her,
of course. How in thunder could he
shoot bullets at her -
Il thought may be he had a gun.
But don't understand any of it. 1t is
the most astounding thing ever heard
of at any rate.
CHOW, my dear sir, 1 want to ask
you how Longfellow could manage a.
gun!'
course!''
''Man! man! Why, merciful Moses!
you didn't think I was talking about
human beings all this time, did you!
Why, Longfellow is a horse! They
were racing, running races over at the
course, this afternoon, and was try
ing to tell you about it,
"You don't say so," remarked the
Doctor, with sigh of relief. "Well,
I declare, thought you were speaking
of the poet, and l hardly knew wheth-
er to believe you or not; it seemed so
strange that he should behave in such