Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-03-22
Saturday, March -, 1890.
THE 1chsE WAS wAL-oP5o.
But Not Until He Had Had His rili Of
Eeasting "a Bananas.

But Not Until He Had Had His Fill Of
Feisting "a bananas.
A sodate 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 il runs into Full
ton street.
He was attached 20 the business
end OF a dump cart, this horse. Seated
on the drivers throne of said dump
cart was a man of such benignant
:ountehance that YOU would have
sworn him first brother TO the horse
on the evidence of vision. He. too,
was cheerful aud philosophic, and the
very spirit of sedateness sat upon him.
He was not a men to joke or to be
Joked with. Life wore to him a seri-
Gus aspect. Any one could see hat at
a glance.
1t would be rlsh I say that the man
drove the horst. He didn't. The bond
between them vas far closer than rep
resented by cord or leather-and there
Were both il the aged harness. The
lines lay ON he horses back, and the
latter took has way sedately, as a horse
Who knows &c is doing contract work
for the city might be expected TO do.
II compunct ious Of conscience smote
his equine breast 10 signs thereof APP
pearsd in his benign and tranquil eye.
His mastcr-or ! should say, perhaps,
IFS 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. 1t was so much easier
to pause than work. The saucy wind
caught up vast clouds of dust-the
dust that they were paid to cart away
and tossed ii in the faces of the pass.
ing throng, making the good to pray
and the bad to swear. But this RULED
not the philosophy Of nan or beast.
The voice of the boss was not heard.
and it was SO much easier TO rest than
work-the wear and tear were SO in
fnitely less.
AT length The Italian gentleman
who peddles fruit al this busy confu-
ence of human life broke in ON the
dual reverie.
''Please minda standa moment for
mei' he asked.
'.Hoyf'
"MIinda fruit a moment while | go
awai"
why, to be sure Oh wull, my Dago
fri'nd. Take yure tonne. Oil kape
me eyes on yure doigistables."
The Italian went Oft TO transact his
errand.
Pretty soon the horse reached tran.
gully over, picked up a banana
with his teeth and munched it down
with satisfaction beaming from his
eyes. His master looked at him adj
miringly, and then looked the other
way. Reproof was far removed from
his face.
The horse took another and then o
third. There was neither haste nor
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 in
the horses interior was much reduced
in size, when suddenly an electric
shock seemed to seize the owner. lie
whirled about and began lathering the
brute with an appearance Of the most
fiendish cruelty, cursing him the
while as a thafe of the wurruld, an
omadhaun, and | don't know what
other titles. The horse started on a
run up the street-not a very wild
pace, by the way-and the owner
climbed into the dump cart from be-
hind and made a tremendous show of q
tussle WITH him, 1t did not last A
moment later they were going down
Myrtle avenue at a pious walk, and II
there was not a twinkle In four sedate
but cheerful eyes, then may / never
zee twinkle again. As for the poor
Italian, he got back in time to save
his stand, and surely that is enough
to make any Italian grateful. What
do they want, anyway-the earthi-
New York Herald.