The Republican journal., 1882-11-09

Flash" was white-foot sorrel and run on
No. g.;
Not much stable manners-an average horse to
Noional in his methods-strong in loves an
hates
Not very much respected. or popular 'mongst
his mates.
Dull an moody an sleepy on ''off" an quiet
Full of turbulent sour looks, an small sarcastic
ways:
Scowed an bit at his partner, an banged the
stable floor
With other tricks intended to designate life
bore.
But when. bet day or night time he heard the
He'd rush for his place in the harness with reg
ular tiger spring;
An watch with nervous shivers the clasp of
buckle an band,
Until it was plainly evident he'd like to lend
hand.
An when the word was given. away he would
rus an tear.
As if Il thousan' witches was rumplin' I'D his
hair.
An wake his mate up crazy with its magnetic
For every hoof-beat sounded a regular fire
alarm.
Never horse a jockey would worship an adj
mire
Like Flash" in front of his engine, a-racin'
with fire;
Never a horse so lazy, so dawdln', an so slack
As ''FlaSh" upon his return trip. a-drawin' the
engine back.
Now. when the different horses gets tender
footed an old
They amt no use in our business so Flash
was finally sold
TO quite a respectable milkman; who found it
not so line
A-bossin' of Gods creatures outside O. their
regular line.
Seems as if | could see Flash a-mopin' along
here now,
A-feelin that he was simply assistant to COW;
But sometimes he'd imagine he heard the alarm
bells din,
An jump an rear for minute before they
could hold him in;
An once in spite O his master. he strolled in
'mOngst us chaps.
To talk with the other horses. of former fires.
perhaps:
Whereat the milkman kicked him; wherefore.
Us boys to please.
He begged that horses pardon upon his Bonded
knees.
But one day, for big fire we was maxim
dash
Both o the horses we had on somewhat resem-
bin Flash"
CHM al IilSlu all IuSllln WIN CNCelltnt
voice an heart,
We passed the poor old fellow, a-tuggin' away
II his cart.
If ever see a driver whose traps behind him
flew.
Twas that Ola horse. a rompin an ru>hin'
down the track.
An that respectable milkman a-trvin' to hold
him back.
Away he dashed like cyclone for the head of
No. 3.
Gained the lead. an kept it. and steered his
journey free:
Dodgn' the wheels an horses, an still on the
keenest silk
An furnishin' all that district with good respect
able milk.
Crowds a-yellin' an runnin and vainly hoerin'
"WhOai
NIikman bracin' an sawin'. with never a bit of
Firemcn laughm' an chuckln' an hoerin'
Good. 90 in -
IIo>s a-gottin' down to it. an sweepin' along
like Sin
Finally come where the fire was. halted with
"thud.
sent the respectable milkman heels over head
in mud:
Watched till he see the engine properly workin'
After which he relinqui>hed all interest in the
affair.
Moprd an wlted an dawdled-faded away
once more;
Took up his old occupation of votin life bore;
Laid down in his harness, and-sorry am to
The milklnan he had drawn there drew his dead
body away.
That's the whole O my story I've seen, moren
once or twice,
That poor dumb animals actions are full of hui
man advice;
An' if You ask what Flash" taught, | simply
answer YOU, then.
That poor old horse was symbol of some in
telIigent men.
VIII Carleton in Harper's Monthly.