Morning journal and courier., 1880-03-03
A Very Sagacious Horse.
The Wonderful Intelligence He Dis
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The Wonderful Intelligence He Dis played i'm the Everyday Duties of Life.
 | From the Columbus (Ohio) Journal A very old and remarkable horse the prop erty of Colonel John H. James, of Urbana, | this horse surpassed anything have ever | known, and was quite equal to any well-au- thenticated case have read of.
 Old Bonny, like most intelligent people, had decided ideas of his own. One amusing in- stance of this was dislike to being hitched
 and when this feeling was disregarded he
 would deliberately break his halter and then stand half day by the hitching-post. He
 was never subject to that accident-producipg
 barbarism of blinds, but used his eyes freely to see what was going on behind well as around and before him. He would stand quietly and look back at the buggy until who ever was getting in was seated, and then would start. He had a different gait for nearly every person that drove him. With those in the habit Of going fast he would start off briskly without being urged. With chil- dren (for every one was allowed to drive old Bonny who could sit on the seat and hold the lines) his deliberate and careful movements showed that he considered himself responsi- ble for their safety. When they attempted to urge him with the whip have seen him look round at them hundred times with look that said as plain as words, "Ohildren, un- OerSthuu LQlS DuSlueSS D6CL6E EQau you and if they still persisted he would give a kind of impatient kick, though scarcely rais- ing his feet from the ground, but go faster he would not. With the colonel he had kind of dog trot, and it took vigorous applica- ton of the whip to make him change it. When the colonel was in his office old Bonny, though never hitched, stood at his hitohing- post in front, unless the sun or flies became troublesome when he would go round the corner and through narrow lane into the back lot, but could be found in one place or the other, except on few occasions, becom- ing impatient at an unusual delay, he went home alone. At noon he would go up to the steps, and when the buggy was unloaded and all the packages taken out, he would go to his box under tree and wait for his dinner, while at night he would go with equal regu- larity and alone to the stable. Bonny could turn buggy wherever it could be turned, and his skill and deliberation in turning in a narrow place or in extricating himself from the entanglement of other vehicles, has often been watched and wondered at by the by islanders. He would turn one way until the wheels were too much cramped or he was in danger of hitting something, and then turn the other way and back or start up, as might be necessary. always watching the movements of his own buggy and of anything that might be in the way. If his master got out he would wait for him, and if he walked, Bonny would follow him all about town, stopping when he stoppeuI anu starllnB WHICH Ae starI- ed.
 Bonny undoubtedly came to distinguish Sunday from other days. Whether this was from the ringing of the church bells or from the later hour he was wanted, or from direct influx of that wisdom that teaches the spar row to fly, on Sunday, without the raising of line, he would turn to the right and go to church, while on workdays he would turn to the left and go down town. One of his last exploits was one of his most remarkable. He had lost two shoes and his feet had become little sore. Pat, the stable boy, who had be- ieved that Bonny knew more than many men, took two shoes, tied them together with string, shook them before his face, and hung them across his neck, and then started him off alone, and he went four blocks, turning two corners to Edward Hills blacksmith shop, where he had been shod for twenty years, and after the shoes were put on went home alone. I am assured of the truth by the stable boy and by MT. Hill, who had for twenty years watched and wondered at his wonderful sagacity. Since his last exploit, have no doubt that Mir. Hill would freely and conscientiously make oath that old Bonny knew more than half his human customers. Now the Urbana Union informs that old Bonny's feet have for the last time been iron shod to fit them for the rough ways of this rough world.
 If, as we sometimes hope and half believe, it is a part of the plan of that wisdom which watches the falling sparrow, that animal life, with it's wonderful instincts and sometimes wonderful intelligence, shall reappear on the other side of the curtain that separates this world of matter and shadows and death from the world of substance and spirit and life, there can be no doubt on which side of the great gulf which separates the habitually we'll disposed and useful from the habitualy evil disposed and useless, old Bonny will ap-