The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-03-12

and he objected to the neighborhood. Inc
jected to his COLOR
''Mr. Bowser, please don't buy another
horse. We don't need one, you know, and
you will surely get swindled."
"Swindledl | get swindled on horsei
Mrs. Bowser, the man who can swindle me
On horse has yet to be born! l know 'em
from ears to heels l can read 'em like so
many books. We need horse. Here was a
chance for great bargain and improved it.
Pm $3.50 sorryr'
That's just like you, but can't help it. I
don't propose to throw hundred dollars over
my shoulder. bought that animal for 5000,
and just in time to head off a man who would
have been glad to pay $500. l wouldn't take
$500 for him as he stands there"
was much put out, and after time Mr..
Bowser followed me into the house and said:
Just wait week and if he doesn't turn
out all right I'll sell him for the $500 and
give you the extra 500"
Nothing further was said until the next
morning, though in the meantime heard
Mr.. Bowser telephoning about condition
powders, bran Washers, toe weights, quarter
boots, handholders and throat sweaters 1t
of those things. Twice in the night he got
up and raised the back window to listen, and
he was out of bed and out to the barn with
breakfast with q smile all over his face, and
announced:
Mrs. Bowser, yourself and your child are
invited to sleigh ride after breakfast"
| GU don't mean it,"
prt I 4 Not ONLY hot h,,+ 7 hIrN 10,
show you gait that will throw snow in the
| eyes of all who follow"
! He had borrowed neighbours cutter and
| bells, and after breakfast l got ready. Mr..
! Bowser said it was better to make our start
from the barn, and when got out there l
found lengthy, raw boned, wild eyed equine
paving the floor and working his ears and
anxious to be Off
He looks dangerous" said after watching
him minute.
80 does a stuffed lion, but he isn't. How
ever, if you are coward I'll ask Mrs. John
son to 60"
Mr.. Bowser, you are as pale as a ghost
and all in a tremhIe You are afraid of him
yourself"
"W-what Afraid of him, or any other
horse living! You can't go with me, Mrs.
DOWSeT! 10 lIlIO Tue house.
held the horse while he shut the barn
door, and l sized the animal up IS vicious
brute. fully expected . calamity of some
sort, but would not back out nor let Mr.
Bowser go alone. l entreated him to IN
hitch, but he glared at me and replied:
'Have you gone clean dafts This horse is
as gentle as q rabbit, and I'd as soon let the
baby drive him. Whoa, Claudiusl Now
you may 60"
But Claudius didn't go. He paved the
earth and the air, stood on his hind feet and
seemed TO have struck a circus.
SIS this blooded horse." asked Of Mr..
Bowser, who was looking puzzled.
Certainly. He's Fearnaught."
"Then he doesn't fear US, does he? And do
Fearnaught horses always go through these
cunning tricks before they start offg'
keep still! Go on, Claudiusl"
Claudius dropped down on all fours long
enough to use his hind feet and send the dash
board OF tho cutter flying high above our
heads, and as picked the slivers out Of my
bonnet asked Mr. Bowser if he hadn't bet
ter let the baby drive. Just then the beast
started. He started with a sort of hop, skip
and jump which gavo me the impression
that the cutter wanted to get over the fence
into the next yard. After getting a start the
horse laid himself out for q run, and as re-
allied this | said to Mr.. Bowser, whose eyes
hung out like onions:
He was warranted perfectly docile, wasn't
he? This is only his way of getting down
town, isn't it?'
He's running away!' shouted Mr. Bowser,
rs his hat blew OFF and great clod Of snow
whizzed by his ear.
but you amt afraid of any horse living,
you know! It's probably some freak on the
part of Clandius. What a delightful pace!"
Whatever else could be said against the
horse, he was runner. He had q contract to
draw us at the rate of mile every three
minutes, and he didn't stop to count the cost.
How we managed to dodge street cars, sleighs,
cutters and trucks, and to turn three or four
corners in safety can't explain, but it was,
perhaps, because l had the lines and Mr..
Bowser was looking for a soft place to fall
out on. The brute stopped after two mile
dash, and when l brought him up to the curb
stone policeman had to lift Mr.. Bowser out
and give him swallow Of cordial to brace
him up.
II had him almost stopped when cramp
caught me-" explained Mr.. Bowser to the
crowd.
"Ratsl' called half dozen voices Say,
old man, you aren't fit to drive no such beast
as thatI"
Nobody but fool would have bought
such brutel"
Come off, old man, and buy you hobby
horsen
Mr. Bowser and went home on the car.
We didn't say much until we reached the
house. wasn't going to say much then, but
Mr.. Bowser turned on me with:
Now, then, explain your conduct"
"What?'
'In snatching those lines out Of my hand
and trying to make heroine of YOURSELF
Mrs. Bowser, there is limit to all things
You have reached that limit! may not be
home again this weekI'
But he was Indeed, he has been very
humble ever since. He got rid of the horse
next day, gave me money for spring bon
net, and it is mutually understood that we
don't refer to the past.-Detroit Free Press.
1t is Curious Fact
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