The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1886-01-08

When lie had accomplished the distance
of about half mile probably his usual
trip-the bronchO stopped as suddenly as
he had started and George and Clara, feel
ing as though they had been caught up in
the air by a terrific tornado and thrown to
the earth with great violence, had time to
collect their thoughts and look about.
The brOnchO, evidently thinking it would
be best to indulge in a little Tefreshment
before preceding TO renewed efforts. quietly
walked over to the side of the road and pro-
ceeded to eat grass.
COB, Georgev' cried Clara. Your hats
gone and your coats covered with dust
Oh, you just look like everything"
ooh, WELL you never mind me. Just
look at yourself, won't you? Your hats
all over your eyes and your hair all hang
ing down your back. Folks III think I'm
on the way to the asylum with an escaped
Iunatc."
You ought to be ashamed of yourself to
speak to me in that way, George Peabody!
I'm rot to blame. It's all that vicious
horse"
Don't call that thing "a horse9 Talk
about mustang tIldmentSP [ never want
to see his features again. YOU better jam
that bonnet on your head and get out while
you can"
The broncho, having finished his first
course, stopped eating at this instant and
proceeded to go through some gymnastic
exercises on an imaginary horizontal bar,
looking back into the buggy out of the
corner of his eye to see how much admiration
this performance was exciting i'll the breasts
of the behOlders.
ooh, George! don't saw on his mouth so
hard. You're tearing your coat. The sleeve
is all ripping out OF the arm-hole.''
ION shut upl can't you? Don't you sup
pose [ know it? Do you suppose fellow
can lose his coat sleeves without know
ing it,
ION, George, want to go homel l want
to go hOme!w
'Well, then, 90 home! Why don't you?
Good night! bye, bye ia, ia! Goodness
knows I've got my hands full with this
brOncho- Do you suppose l need anyone
else around to amuse Ine?'
''Oh, George let me out! He's acting
worse and wOrser'
"Well, stop your crying then-that's
what makes him worse. Great heavens if
a man can't stand a woman's crying what
can you expect of q hOTse?"
"Oh, you unfeeiing man. There! he IS
going to stand on his hind legs. Oh, let me
out! let me Out!f'
''HiB you let 90 Of my arm? If he's
sworn off going on all fours he does MT want
to spend all his time on his fore-legs, does
he? You keep still and watch him and
perhaps he'll end up by sitting down on the
tip OF his tail
'Oh, III nerer 20 out riding again
never, never again! Oh, dear! Oh dearP
We'll, tie prospect now is that wen
both OF rs 60 out riding again-before long,
too Black cerriage with plumes. Double
team MOurneTs behind
''Ch you hard hearted man! OH look at
him now, George! Look at his eye. I've
heard of a horse having the devil in his
eye"
Mot this horse-sOnIe other horse He
isn't looking at you. Hes only making up
his mind what heill do next"
sch, If mother was only here-if mn
mother was only hereH'
''VEeH, I don't wish she was here. liz
THERE'S ever a time when l don't want any
motter-n-Iaw in mine IFS when Pm busy
saving on bToncho-'
cob Georgel / never thought You
would speak 10 me like that I-0h, what
is he going to do now2 Oh, he's going to
tip US over and lie down. Pm going TO
Jump out Don't hold Ire back"
well, Jump If you feel called upon
to break your neck, don't stop to consult
me. never interfere with other peoples
business. You amt on my premises. This
amt my buggy and this amt my road.
AT this iuactma the br0neho. who had
now finished this part of his programme
OF e2.haU ted his repertoire, made one OF his