Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1878-10-08


him dc name-wid little red eye an q
bobtail. an heap ob meanness bout
kickiu' an bi.in'. But dat boss could run.
Ei ole Pharo'd "a had Buokskin hitched
10 bis chariot. he'd "a h'isted ID ober de
Red Sea TO- do waves nd q had timo TO
take do blackin Off his boots. Thun 'er-
bolt was sight de puttiest hoss. black sn
shiny. lie had style, sho enough; but
Buckskin had speed. an heap better
pedigree than Thun' n'erbolt. though you
wouldn't a tough. il to a looked at him.
Howsomebber, ii war a runniD' race, an
dat 'pends bout as much on de rider as
de hoss. | weighed powerful little dem
days, an I was strong in de arms, an
knew how to lit Thun'erbolt ober de
track. So, dough Buckskin would a
beat lin sho at n regulation tros for
steady four-miie heat wild Mr.. Lsshsiing-
or in dc sulky, on quick spurt ob run
like dis, whar dar wasn'. time nor space
fur Thun'erbolrs sperriI 10 give out, or
lur Buckskin's jints 70 got rayly limbered
mp, de chances war dat we'd pick up de
stakes. Massa Proudit sent me out wid
him de day 10 dc races, to look up ail
DC porllmenaries. Mr. Lashstinger he
was daT too, A.walkin' Buokskin ober dc
track. He called me one side. an began
to talk bout dc race. An, madam, he
wanted me to sell It out 10 him Says /:
MIR. Lsshslingor, Buckskin's peari
enutT boss TO win II anyhow, thout no
sculduggery in do busincss; an as iur
maxim Thuu erbolt lose it, Is buy dat
sort ob meauness. Ii | rides a hoss.
says |, Il rides TO win. or TO do my bess
fur it, Mr.. Lashstinger he didn't seem
the lees bit outed. he jus laughed free
An easy. an says no, Wild such high an
mighty honor idees as dat, wonder how
you reconcles IL to your conscience 10
run boss at all, says he. Il amt
member ob de church. says /, but
specs TO be somo day, al when is,
specs to glib up dis yere business. 'Dar's
q csmp-moetin here now,' says Dir.
Lashs,inger hadn't you better get relig-
Ion now No time like de present. says
he. Wild dat notion 'peared 10 take
him, an he cotched NO by de arm an
walked mo of piece. 'Ef you will get
religion tonight says he. AN swar off
from hoss-racin', I'll give you fifty dol
lars says he. 1t shA'n's be no incon-
wenience to Mr.. Prouddt. nudder. fur
I'll see dat he's porwided wild snudder
Jockey He winked nose wicked as he
said dat, sn' knew dat Massa Proudht
ud lose do race. dat do sportin' gemmen
wouldn't buy his hoss. an da, be couldn't
get married an 90 to Europe, et took
up wid his offer. But den was iinkin'
ob gettin' married mysotf, an OF Massa
Proudft went 10 Europe, / shouldn't hab
no Massa Proudft nor no fifty dollars
nuddor, ! studied bout j. an studied
bout Il; an while | was a-sludyin'. de
debbil spoke right ou. behine me. neb-
ber shall bellebe it was my own voice.
Il sounded 50 strange an onnateral.
Done. says Mr.. LashS,ingOr. an he
claps me on do back an takes out his
pocke.-book. Half pay 10 advance ?
says he. No. says wait till rs armed
il. Is giwne to take Thun'erbolt back
to Savannah fust. nm tell Massa Prouddt
Is comm back TO de camp-meetin' fur
de balance ob de obenin'.'
What! goin' TO de csmp-meetin
Marce?' says Massa Proud6t. kinder
s'prised like. What's come ober US all ?
reckon 'specIability must be catchin' et
you's gwine to turn 'specsable too. But
don ca. in ahead oh me Marco. l don
cab how soon you 20 back on de race
track so you rides iur me dis one time.
"Wid dat ! pulled long face. rs
been a-s.udyin' bout dis yere matter fur
some time, says |; an pears like you
an me, massa, had better be a-greasin'
up our heels OF we's any notion ob enter
in fur de race ob salvation
Why. Marce. you'd make a good
preacher says Masss Proudtit; you'd
better SET up iur one when leab fur
Europe
"Dar was u sight ob people on de
Thun'erbolt camp-mee,in' groun's dat
ebenin'. 1t war powerful hot, an |
looked up at de clouds se.tlin' down ODER
de riber, an dem ole beggars oo libe-
oaks a-noddin' deir heads 10 each udder.
s-twis,in' deir arms roun', an a-snsppin'
deir fingers like as dough dey meant
mischief; an / says, Pears like we's
gwine to hab a Storm But done for
got all bout it quick's | got inside dc
tent. Dey was a singin',
sheep know dey shepherds voice.
an l sidled in close to de do.
"Fadder Harper. missionary fur de
Paradox Church. war in de pulpit. Dey
called him Scum '-de-Jubilee Harper
cause he war such nice easy ole man,
allus s-preachin' 8 comtor' bic, honey
mouthed kline OBJ religion; but we
knowed he wouldn't hab ebery ting his
own way dat ebenin', fur brudder Blow
de-Trumpet Stebbins, exhauster from
Nordern Jawia, war to preach de sermon.