Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-10-07
THE BRIGHT FANCrEs OF POETS
The Ftreman,s story.

The Ftreman,s Story.
Twin Carleton in Harper's for octoberl
.Flash" was white-foot sorrei, ana run on No 8:
Not much stable manners-an average horse 90
Notonal in his methods-strong In loves an
Not very much respected, or popular 'mongst his
mates
Dull an moody an sleepy on ''on" an quiet
days;
Full OF turb1ent sour looks. an small sarcastic
ways;
scowled an BIT at his partner, an banged the
With other tricks intended TO designite life
bore.
But when, bet day or night time, he heard the
alarm-bell ring,
He'd rush his place in the harness with a regu-
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
AS II a thousan' witches was rumpliu' up his
hair,
An wake his mate up crazy with its magnetic
For every hoOf-beat sounded. regular nre
alarml
Never IA. horse Jockey would worship an ad-
Like Flash" in front of his engine, a-racin with
nre;
Never a horse so lazy, so dawdlin', an so slack
AS "rlasn" upon his return trip, a-drawin' the
engine back
Now. when the different horses gets tender footed
They aint no use in our business; so "Flash" was
finally sold
TO quite a respectable milkman; who found It not
so fine
A-bossn' OF Gods creatures outside o. their regular
line.
Seems as II could see "Flash" a-mopln' along
A-feelin' that he was simply assistant TO a COW;
But sometimes ,s, he'd imagine he heard the alarm
An jump am rear for minute before they could
hola him In;
An once, in spite o. his MASTER he strolled in
'mongst us chaps,
To talk with the other horses OF former fires. per.
whereat the mllkman kicked him; wherefore, us
He begged that horses pardon upon his Bonded
But one day. for q big fire as we was maxim
Both Q, the horses we had on somewhat resemblin'
"Flash,"
YelliL' an rngin' an rushin. with excellent voice
We passed the poor old fellow. a-tugln' away At
If ever see an old horse grow upwards into
new,
If ever / see driver whose traps behind him
Twas that old horse, a rompin' an rushin' down
An that respectable milkman, a-tryin: to hold
him back.
Away he dashed like cyclone for the head Of No
Gained the lead an kept it. and steered his Jour-
Dodgin' the wheels an horses, an still on the
An fqrnshln' all that district with good respecta-
Crowds s,yelin' an runnin, and vainly hollerin'.
Milkman bracin' an sawin, with never bit Of
show;
Flremen lsughin' an chucklin'. and hollerin
"GOod! go mi"
Hoss a-gettln' down to 1t, an sweepin' along like
Finally come where the fire was, halted with .
Sent the respectable mllkman heels over head In
Watched till he see the engine properly workin'
After which he relinquished all interest in tho
affair.
Moped an wilted 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 milkman he had drawn there drew his dead
body away.
That's the whole o. my story: I've seen, moren
That poor dumb animals actions are full OF human
An If you ask what "Flashr taught, 1 simply an.
That poor old horse was ssymbol OF some intellI-
gent men