Seattle daily post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, W.T. [Wash.]) 1881-1888, 1883-12-22
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uo,0. Az vas q speedy animal, large
and we'll proportioned, and cost its own
or several hundred dollars. He 10 nat
| uraily proud Of his purchase and de-
lights in taking his friends out for a
spin behind Jay Eye See. which name
ne mas christened his equine wonder. A
few days ago he took his friend Nc
henry for ride to the Cliff, taking the
Old Ciin House road instead of going by
sae Park. While driving along at q
spanking pace they overlook dilap-
ioated butcher cart drawn by an ugly
little mustang, and driven by a small
Doy about fifteen years of age, who was
accompanied by another youth about
the same size. The average San Frau
CISCO "smaIi boy" is tough, and IL uni
he pales into social insiQnificanoe and
becomes a futtsrinR angel when com.
pared with that Quintesceuce Of deRen-
eeacy and wickedness-''the snall boy
ON butcher cart" This latter BOY can
barrow TO lower levels of depravity and
vlIlAiny on the Inspiration of moment
than boy Of average instincts can dig
IN month. He is the terror of all ped
estrians, and takes 6eudish delight ia
whirling around corners at breakneck
speed. and just grazing the nose Of some
unwary foot passenger. 10 give him
credit either for good lack or skillful
driving, he seldom causes Q serious ac-
cident, his record bsinQ about forty
nine misses out of possible fifty. One
OF these boys on . cart is a hOvllnQ and
Devastating terror, bat double him up
and give him comrade of equal cali
Der, and language immediate becomes
lnadeq aate to do the subject justice.
This is what citizen Peters and his
friend AcHenry encountered on the
Cli6 House road and attempted to pass.
The boys we're out for ride. and didn't
propose to take any ones dust, il ex-
treme measures could prevent il. They
clucked to their animal, slammed him
on the back with the reins and yelled in
a manner that would have raised the
hair on an Apache warrior. The little
ou.-doWn mustang responded nobly. He
laid back his ears, raised his tail, threw
out bis fore and hind legs in such Q
manner as to give him the appearance
of sailing directly north bus working
east and west, and took IN such q won-
derful burst of speed that Mr.. Peters
and his friend were paralyzed with
astOnishment. Peters soon, however,
recognized the humiliation of having q
$500 trotter disgraoefolly out-footed by
q go plug that looked more like q
coyote than q horse. He piled the whip
and went Whirling along. fully deter
mined to pass those kids" or kill the
horse. He would have accomplished 1t,
too, had "the race b ,en to the swift"
for the pace was telling on the mustang
and the distance was gradually but
surely lessening. The boys saw this,
and with them TO zee was to act. Peters
smiled. for he knew that
victory was about TO perch on his ban
nor; bat he reckoued without his host,
for when the horses head reached the
wheel Of the cart. there vas sudden
shower Of carrots which rained upon the
horse f.Om the rear. checking bis speed
and causing him to cavort upon his hind
legs in an agony of fear. Peters was now
furious and determined ON swift and
dire revenge. BY the time he had
gained control OF his animal the boys |
and their outfit were speeding away
two hundred yards in advance. They |
were soOn Overtaken, however, and
Peters was about to apply the whip to
the back of the boy who threw the oar
rots, when "hop." and fine, commodi-
Ous p0rterhouse envelOped the head Of
the Peters animal and caused him to |
dance in frenzy of fear. This gave |
the enemy brief respite. which they |
availed themselves Of without delay. |
Peters wrath had now reached the |
murderous point. aud With bloed IN his |
eye he again took up the trail. This
time a leg Of mutton was sacrificed. |
The boy stood up In the wagon and |
hurled il with tho force Of ostapult. !
II would have jolted an elephant. II
made the horse weary of being target |
for effete vegetables and undOne meat, |
and he resented it BY taking the bit in |
his teeth. and turning on the speed |
valve until tho throttle was vide Op0h,
be passed his prosecutors like . steam |
boat going past dock, and Just missed
the last Of the enemies ammunition, |
chunk Of corned beef about the size Of |
q basalt block. Tho boys were now mas |
ters of the situation. and, quietly turn |
ing in their tracks, jagged h0mevard.
retrieving their meat and vegetables a. |
they went along. Mr.. Peters and his |
friend returned intact the same evening,
aud none tho worse for their adventure. |
but the rattle Of Q butcher cart dissurbs |
their slumbers, and the sight Of small |
boy on . wagon gives them internal
hemorrhage.-S. +. Alta.