The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1882-03-22

Il was tradin' with fellow on
day." the wiry man with the kee
eyes remarked, sand a young feIlo,
, Tipped in and spoiled the trade. II
wanted the hose l was tradin' him
self. So l traded with him. Now
says /, after we made the trade, s
this hyar hoss Of yourn don't sui
me want to come back in tn
mornin and pay you tenf dollar
and get my hoss back 'All right
! he says, and / want the same privi
lege.' It's yours | tells him, an
he rode away. Well, sir, next morn
in, just as l was putin on the sad
die to go an pay ten dollars an gil
my boss, he rode into the barn ant
paid me ten dollars to get his'n
That was good hoss to trade.
only paid ten dollars for him in The
first place, an made twenty-eighI
on him by them forfeit trades ir
less'n six weeks.
Il had a powerful big cream hoss
that was stavin' good hoss to trade
One day a couple OF fellows met me
in town, grocers they were, and they
was drivin' q right smart four-year-
old colt for q delivery hoss. They
stopped me and says:
How'll you swap that big cream
hoss of yourn for this colt ?"
"Oh," says ], Il never trade hoss-
es."
WELL" they said, give US trade
on this colt, anyhow, can't We ?"
"Well. no." i said, Il never trade
hosses, but the cream is up at the
barn you can go look at him, If
you want, and if you think you can
make a trade go ahead I reckon
I'll be satisfied"
"Well, they drove up to the house
and went on down town. / never
went nigh the house T; jest let 'em go
up and make their own trade, all
alone. fur both sides. About noon
l see 'em drivin' about town with
the cream splendid lookin' brute
he was.
"Well," says, show dye swop?"
"Oh," says they, 'we left the
colt an fetched away the cream
hoss."
swell l am satisfied" but the
next day l met one of the boys.
"How do you like the colt ?" he
says.
''Fustrate," / told him, ''he's
good colt. But how do you like the
cream hoss ?"
"We-ell," he said, "we're willin'n
to trade back if you are,"
at kind o graveled the boys,
'caus you see I'd let 'em do their
own tradin' hadn't gone around
to urge the cream hess onto 'em at
ALL"
Il had n mighty fine ridin' mare"
the hoss man with twinkling eyes
went on. and old Seth Singer had
a splendid lookin' dapple gray mare.
How'll you trade for your dapple
gray 2 | asked him. He wanted
fifteen dollars, and / gave it. l took
that mare home an / combcd her
name until it curled and crinked
like moss. 1t was handsome. Then
trimmed her feet an put on light
shoes. An I fixed her up one way
an another till she looked like an
other hoss, and when l put sad
lie on her no livin' man would have
guessed she was the same mare with
l weak back. When / rode by the
barn Seth hollered out:
Where are you going wit, that
mare p
Il told him l was going to take
her down to st. Louis to sell her to
Bob Staples.
Hold on" says Seth, II believe l
,an give you as much for that mare
Is Bob Staples can"
"Well," says l, "what'll you give
ne betwixt her and that bay ridin'
mare traded you the other day ?"
"Oh, WE'LL" he said, "I'll give you
.wenty dollars" and | said, make
t forty dollars, and you kin have
he mare" Well, he gave it, and l
,ook the saddle off the gray an put
t on my own old bay mare, an
Seth hitched the new mare up to a
buggy. As he was drivin' out of
he gate, the sill was pretty nigh,
,aught the wheel an the mare
'arunk back little. Seth fetched
Ter pretty smart with the whip, she
an away her hind legs
vent under an down she went.
Well, sir, he just give one look at
he mare, then he saw it was his
,wn old mare, then he looked at me.
All right he says, that's all right
est help me git her on her feet agin.
She was Jest splendid lookin'
mare, but. if she made the least
quick start, her hind legs whouldn't
:ome. They say if a hoss has good |
ore parts, his hind parts is sure to
,ome, but hern wouldn't
'It was hard work gettin' ahead o |
lim,' the brigbt-eye,l hoss man
vent on. reaectiveiy, and with an
ntonation of admiration in his
-oice. He was Jest the best man
It tradin' hosses | ever see. He had
hoss in bis barn that he got off
INTO me. Good lookin' hoss. Well,
vhen started out from the barn,
hat hoss was fat, and before 1 had
,one five miles, / hope to die if that
loss wasn't lean! You wouldn't
hink there was bone in him. He
vas blowed-up hoss. That man
,eat any man | ever see fixin' up a
loss. You could put the leanest
loss YOU ever saw into his stable,
IN hope TO die if in forty-eight
lours that hoss wouldn't be fat
Ind then he'd trade him off to you,
N in six hours that hoss d be so
can you couldn't girt a saddle tight
nouoh to stay ON him.