Connecticut western news., 1890-04-30
THE HORSE WAS WALLoPED.
But Not Until He Had Had His Fill of
 Feasting on Bananas.

But Not Until He Had Had His Fill of Feasting on Bananas. A sedate old horse, yet cheerful withal and seemingly possessed of a kindly and philosophic spirit, mean dered up Washington street in the city of Brooklyn yesterday, and halted at the acute angle where it runs into Full ton street.
 He was attached to the business end of dump cart, this horse. Seated on the drivers throne of said dump cart was a man of such benignant countenance that you would have sworn him first brother to the horse on the evidence of vision. He, too, was cheerful and philosophic, and the very spirit of sedateness sat upon him. He was not a man to joke or to be joked with. Life wore to him seri ous aspect. Any one could see that at glance.
 It would be rash to say that the man drove the horse. He didn't. The bond ! between them was far closer than rep resented by cord or leather-and there were both in the aged harness. The 1 lines lay on the horses back, and the latter took his way. sedately, as horse who knows he Is doing contract work for the city might be expected to do.
 If computations of conscience smote
 his equine breast no signs thereof ap- l peared in his benign and tranquil eye. His master-or should say, perhaps, his friend-did not not urge him. | At the junction heretofore men
 toned in these memoirs the pair
 paused and looked about them. They
 paused long. It was so much easier
 to pause than work The saucy wind
 caught up vast clouds of dust-the l'dust that they were paid to cart away land tossed 1t in the faces of the pass
 ing throng, making the good to pray
 and the bad to swear. But this rufhed
 not the philosophy of man or beast.
 The voice of the boss was not heard and 1t was so much easier to rest than
 work-the wear and tear were so in
 fnitely less. . 1 At length the Italian gentleman
 who peddles fruit at this busy conflu-
 ence of human life broke in on the
 dual reverie.
 ''Please minda standa moment for
 mel" he asked.
 "Hoy2" z...
 'sMinda fruit a moment while go
 awa2"
 "Why, to be sure Oi wull, my Dagc
 fri'nd. Take yure toime. Oi'll kape
 me eyes on yure doigistables.
 The Italian went off to transact his
 errand.
 Pretty soon the horse reached tran
 quilly over, picked up a banana
 with his teeth and munched 1t down
 with satisfaction beaming from his
 eyes. His master looked at him ad
 miringly, and then looked the other
 way. Reproof was far removed from his face.
 The horse took another and then {
 third. There was neither haste nol . trepidation in his action. He appeared
 to secure the full flavor of each ba
 mana, skin and all, before he began ! upon another.
 : In this way a dozen were comforta bly, disposed of, and the oat cavity il the horses interior was much reduced ! in size, when suddenly an electric l shock seemed to seize the owner. H 2 whirled about and began lathering tn brute with an appearance of the mos . fiendish cruelty, cursing him tn while as a thafe of the wurruld, al !. omadhaun, and I don't know wha other titles. The horse started on , run up the street-not a very will : pace, by the way-and the owne : climbed into the dump cart from be hind and made tremendous show of $ tussle with him. It did not last. moment later they were going dow. | Myrtle avenue at pious walk, and there was not twinkle in four sedat T. but cheerful eyes, then may neve 5 see twinkle again. As for the poo e Italian, he got back in time to say his stand, and surely that is enoug to make any Italian grateful. Whs s s do they want, anyway-the earth9- 5 New York Herald.