Democratic messenger., 1889-11-23
Only q Horses "Tail"

Messrs. Editors:-I am only a broken
down old horse, and, as you might sup
pose, not much used TO writing for the
papers; yet, like all horses, I have tail
and this tail wish 10 relate.
On last Thursday evening about seven
O'Clock I was roughly pulled from my
comfortable stable. and much TO my sur.
prise and sorrow. hitched to lubberly old
horse cart and driven at a lively pace
around the town. That young fellow
with the beautiful little mustachc had me
In charge, and away We went up to the
parsonage, and took the preachers daugh.
ter aboard. Well, ! have always been
used to heavy burdens, and did not mind
cargo OF two or three; but, bless me (! n
they didn't drive nrountl, I'LL I thought
that all the folks of Girlletrec had been
collected In the cart. almost dislocated
my leit shoulder blade under the tremend-
Gus strain. ] wasn't geared up right eth.
er /; for that chap who has just been up TO
the city pretended he was awfully green,
and tied the rein about half way up the
bride, instead Of fastening Il TO the bit.
lie knew better, but was just putting on
airs, you know. We took up two more on
the way. and then. metaphorically speak.
ing i thought would surely "bust trace
II was pretty hard crowd, I tell you; and
for the first time In my life, was some
what ashamed Of my company We pass.
ed on down the road past Frog Pond Lake,
turned to the right, and stopped at Nj.
Jones'. Here they all got oui, and ailer
the clerk had tied me to the fence, they
went In the house and stayed nearly
about all night. ! was awfnlly sleepy,
but that horse from Snow Till kept paw
ing the fence. and couldn't even get in a
doze.
Well, after while they came out, and
away we started for home. Goodness gra-
cious will somebody tell me who II was
trying to drive. 1t was a lady know !;
and from the way she pulled and hauled
at my mouth, think she must have been
a school teacher. Great heavens! don't I
pity the unfortunate kid she ever gets n
hold of!
On the way home one Of the boys got
out and stole some flowers from gentle.
mans garden. My. My! wasn't morti-
fled to think that anybody in Girdleiree
would steal. have never heard of It's be.
ing done before, have you?
Gracious. but didn't those fellows tell
the girls soWc awful yarns. The ladies'
believed them, of course, but it's a cold
day when odd Tommy" gets fooled. ]
don't think much Of our young men, but
the girls are just ms nice as they can be.
They are so sweet tempered, too. You
might have supposed that u certain young
lady would have gotten angry about that
Frog Pond" business; hut heard them
say that she didn't mind il at all. She just
laughed at the joke. and would not have
gotten ma,l for anything.
Well. after awhile we arrived home
and you can just bet that was glad was
stfll alive. said my prayers and went
to bed, hut didn't rest nj NIL well that
night. In fact have been suffering from
u twisted rib ever since.
Mr.. Jones' old mule told me that he
was intending TO take crowd to the hay
next Thursday night. Well. | pity him
that's all; and il Uncle Jimmy don't mind
ne won't have any mule.
Trusting that yon will publish my let
ter 10 show how badly am imposed upon
am, yours with love,
"OLD FANNY