The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-10-31

away big lump of twenty -pounder. all in hape. An the horse, yer honor, he's as ;i;; Ss STe as box .. ::s;c;;:seesss :s;c;:eesss, a=' as showy an gay an bright as 2 payceck. But av it wor for match"
 !" He might suit," interposed again, my mouth watering for the emb sdiment of this glowing description. Describe him, my man."
 No, mol He wouldn't suit, I'll go bail An how should he? He'll be too high for yer honor by couple O inches"
 "Ah That must be the first consid- eration. Sixteen hands exactly. Not an inch more or less. Just the height of this fellow"
 "Bedad, that's his height to a hair!' cried the gypsy gleefully, snatching off his battered, brimless hat, and beating an excited tattoo on the crown. Wouldn't it be the quarest thing at all, yer honor, av is were to be match atwixt them, too? But I'm thinkin' ye let slip word of gray9"
 No, no! Not gray. Bay might do, but should prefer"
 " Don't say black yer ho TOT. Don't say black Blacks little the darlint that's whinnyin' for me this minute in his stable. Don't say black nov! !' and he actually stretched out his hands entreat. ingly in old odd contradiction to his words, while his spare frame fairly quiv- cred with excitement
 "Biack II is though" l responded, laughing outright at his naive exhibition of delight. " Black, rising six sixteen hands, high-stepping. free and fast There's her picture for you, Dowse, to match if you can."
 It's himselfl It's himselfl His very moral Black Beauty's twin brother We've hit him of to hair, and that's the thruth for yez P and this irrepressible child of the south laughed, capered and bestowed facetious pokes in the ribs of his own spare person in his exquisite en- joyment of the coincidence.
 An more be token, it's the lucky man yez are, captin (this title was mistaken one, but was ofen gwen to me by strang- CTS. Why - can only conjecture but no matter, it sounded pleasantly in my ears and l did not undeceive the gypsy) -" it's the lucky man yez are, captin. if the haste ye've got at home is squal to the one I'll give yez. But mebbe we're wantin' him at onst, and it's ten miles away he is this minute, av yell, believe me. an a gintle- man as heard on him for he's we'll known in these parts-sends for me to Rathcollin, an has Black Beauty iszlm- ined by the vet. An, yer honor, me an the vet, an the sintieman, we all says to the other, says we, that he's ne CT fault, nor blemish, nor hairs disparagement on him. An only asks beegarly sivinty- five for him, an he refuses him bekase he wor one dhirty inch below the ould bag -bones he wor to run wid, an that's the thruth for yez."
 "Seventy five poundsl' l exclaimed, seiz:og upon the main point of the story. Seventy five ponnds ]! Why, man, tn ats preposterous Bat if you want to swap, that may alter the case. What would you be willing to take now, with the chestnut thrown in?"
 "Shure. I'll lave that to yer honor. It's not Dowse, the gypsy, would make bould to spake before rale gintleman like the captin."
 Of course l was a trife too astute for this touch of blarney to go down yet the air of manly deferencc with which the gypsy spoke was of piece with the sim pie, childlike character which had at first caught my fancy
 An it's not namin' price ye'd have me afore iver I've cast my eye over the paste ?' he continued, laying his hand on the bridle with busiacss like air, pre- paratory to leisurely inspection. "Ah a foioe baste inthoirely! Aa' ne'er blemish, yer honor was sayin'. But,' with bland and insinuating smile, "A thriAe touched in the wind, ain't he, now"
 Short-windedp Why, man, isn't he breathing as quietly as you or ?" asked with an affeetation of indignation. It did not deceive the gypsy's keen eye.
 Ay calm and quiet enough now, But not when yer honor come up wid me. An it's not gintleman like yer honor ~ud deny that same, an desave poor gypsy"
 His half-grieved, halfresentful intona- ton might have been envied by many an actor. But then nature is superior to art. l felt almost disposed to blush.
 An did yer say he'd never been down, yer honor?' He looked steadily at me for moment, his bright eyes keener ,han ever. see; a weeshy thrick O stumblin', captin2'
 "Oh, mol Nothing of the kind," struck in hastily, glad of au honest chance of entering protest against the wholesale way in which this ragged vaga- bond spotted at once all poor old Dob in's-eccentricities, let us say.
 It's true he's been do~n-once; but that was leaping nasty stone wall in the hunting g-6eld, and don't see how you guessed it, for he didn't mark himself But as for stumbling as sure-tooted as goat"
 Let me see, thin, captin," he said musingly, summing up the evidence. " Rising fourteen; been down-once, more or less; the taste taste in loife thick winded, but very good horse wid all though, in coorse, ye couldn't extortion, ate big price ca me, wid them wecshy drawbacks to the fore. New wait till 1 tell you. You and me will come to terms, l