The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1881-04-07

that was out, and the girl sat back
in the corner of the buggy looking
as though she would faint away If
the horse got his tail over the line,
then people said that couple was
all right, and there was no danger
that they would be familiar. But
if they started out with slow old
horse that looked as though all he
wanted was to be let alone, however
innocent the party might look, peo-
pie knew just as well as though
they had seen it that when they
got out on the road. or when night
came on, that fellows arm would
steal around her waist, and she
would snug up to him, and-pshaw,
you have heard it before.
Well, of late years the livery men
have "got on to the racket" as
they say at the church sociatlcs-
They have found that horses that
know their business are in demand.
and so horses are trained for this
purpose. They are trained on pur-
pose for outdoor sparkling. 1t is
not an uncommon thing. to see a
young fellow drive up to the house
where, his girl lives with a team
that Is just tearing things all up.
They prance and champ the bit,
and the young man seems to pull
on them as though his liver was
coming out. The horses will hard
ly stand still long enough for the
girl to get IN, and then start off and
seem TO split the air wide open, and
the neighbors say, "Them children
will get all smashed up one of these
days" The girls father and moth
er see the team start, and their
minds experience relief as they
reflect that cas- long as John
drives that frisky team there can't
be huggin' going on The girls
Oldest sister sighs and says ''that
is So" and goes to her room and
laughs right out loud. 1t would
be instructive to the scientists to
watch that team for a few miles.
The horses fairly foam before they
get out of town, but striking the
country road the fiery steeds come
down to walk, and they NOPE
along as though they had always
worked in a hearse. The shady
woods are reached, and the carriage
scarcely moves, and the horses
seem 10 be walking in their sleep.
The lines are loose on the dash
hoard onH tho Loft oru, Of +Io lr;,,
er is around the pretty girl, and
they are talking low, It is not nee
essary to talk loud, as they are so
near each other that the faintest
whisper can he heard. But a
change comes over them. A car
riage appears in front, coming to-
ward them. 1t may be some one
that knows them. The young
man picks up the lines, the horses
start, and as they pass the other
carriage it almost seems as though
the team is running away, and the
girl that was in sweet repose q mo-
ment before acts as though she
wanted to jump out. After passing
the intruder the walk and Lonversa-
tion is is continued as it was before.
If you meet that pal ty on the White
fish Bay road at ten o'clock to-
night, the horses are walking as
quietly as oxen, and they never
wake up until coming into town
If the driver seems to be asleep one
of the horses will kick the single
tree and-wake him up, and then he
pulls up the team and drives
through town like cyclone, and
when he drives up to-the house the
old man is on the steps and thinks
John must be awful tired trying to
hold that team. And he is.
1t is thought by some that
horses have no intelligence, but a
team that knows enough TO take in
n sporadic case of buggy sparkling
has got senRe. These teams come
high, but the boys have to have
them.