Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1889-08-10
AN ADAPTIVE STEEO.
A typographical BIscksmlth's Blunds
aud ITS Consequences.

| A typographical BIacksmIth's Blundss
aud ITS Consequences.
| inserted the following advertise
ment in our village paper the other
| day
| w ANTED-A small house for the season.
w Apply, etc.
aud have had n great deal OF soul
twisting sport out of it. The compos-
itor. who works in bait-factory five
| days in the week. performed u notable
feat in recreation. by making u
horse" out of u house" and I've
been holding Tattersal's reception
ever since.
Before the paper was printed. the
top of a torn livery stable bill-head
was handed in to me one evening. and
/ following this Informal card came the
proprietor himself. Ere | could eX-
plain that it was chalet and not a
palfrey that | wanted. he had preached
, this enticing sermon:
One r tn Mirrors proof-sheets
blowed ont tn winder. an seen into
it that you wanted small hOss. I've
got one that's smaller than Uncle lobe
Benham. an he's small 'nOugh t feed
seed catalogues to a shOat Smalls
Why, | let her out t other day
in village cart to old Miss
Wel!Iin an she didn't know
nore'n t set right plum over tn axle.
When that fat tarrier of hern jumped
IN behind. what does tn hull outfit do
out turn back han spring. an tn
hoss, she came down tlat on her saddle
Jest tn opposite of where she was, an
Miss Welkin shut up like deer-knife
tween tn seat an tn gutter"
ventured to hint pat had no idea
If buying a horse. but the dealer evil
IDENTIFY thought this a mere subterfuge
% Inock him down on price. and he
'<ept right on:
You needn'kbe 'fraid that she's toe
small. though" he said. She's tn
'snowin'cSt thing you ever see.
i've got three sets of harness fer
her. each on 'em one size bigger than
L other. When let her out TO Mr..
FreesOu, the parsou, %e knows he's
kinder dign' fed, an she draws her.
self up, an stan's on tip-toes. an
swells out, SOS haze t. put on num-
Der one.
Then when thev's a funeral, an
things is kinder av'rage all round,
she's what yer call nominal, an num-
Der two goes; but when Sile Dyer hires
her t let his rickety boy go up I Ken
sico for cider, you'd orter see her! She
sort'r shrinks all up. an draws her
legs in, an coughs jest as nat'ral as
c'nsumptiJn.
jest think how handy she'd be for
| you round III place. She II eat any
I thin Brigand, tn butcher, tells me
that you always run a bit short toward
tn last of the week. That 8 tn time
she'll haul in. an be contented with
p'tater-skins an old curl-papers. Then
when things gifts better, an yOu have
fair dinner. she II put on her mex
size, an 'dapt herself t what lobster
salad an fixins you have left over; an
Mondays after tn Sunday dinner she II
expand, an you won't have t. have no
refuse carts a-cOmin' inter tn yard.
She 5 sound an kind. Mister Gotman,
an afraid of nOthin'."
Here was lOOp-hole OF escape. and
| crawled through.
''If | bought horse" | whispered
Il should like one just like yours; but
that last clause rather decides me not
to make a trade. As my wife and chill
dren would probably drive it more than
should (here edged him toward the
do0t), should have to insist on an
animal that is not afraid of any thing"
That's what | mean," he walled;
but l pushed him out on the front
porch and locked the door. Puck.