The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1890-06-05
DIDN'T LOOK AS IF HE'D LIE.


DIDN'T LOOK AS If HE'D L'E'
And Vet He Told y Tale That Was RE-
markabls Indeed.
He was sitting on the lower forward
deck of one OF the Satin island rapid
transit ferry boats, says the New York
Sun. He wal an old man, with a serious
expression in his gray eyes,, and his mouth
above his snowy beard was thin u
tightly closed. He did not look ut all X
n man who would joke upon any subject.
He did not look like n man who would lie
unless there was money 10 he made by SO
dbing. Yet the following is a truthful ac-
count OF what he said To an acquaintance
who came and sat near him. There were
several horses on that boat, and n few
words concerning one of them gave the
old man a chance To unburden his mind.
This is o he did IL:
ayes. sir; talkin' Of horses reminds me
OF suthin' that happened to me tother
| day when l was out ridin' with my little
boy. We was in my buggy an was
drivin' that old mare ~ mine. You know
that old mare. I've he'd her now goin' on
six year. Never was n kinder animal In
harness than hat mare. She ant got no
bad tricks an she never he'd. My old
woman has driv her ever sence ! got her,
an she never he'd no trouble o. no kim
with her. Well, sir, | was drivin' her, as
I was a-sayin', with my little boy last
Thursday afternoon. Remember what q
showery day il was last Thursday? Well,
one ~ them showers came up when ! was
a-drivin', AMI put the mare into a trot TO
git To shelter SOS the boy wouldn't git wet.
Make her GO faster. pop says my little
boy, am ! hit her "A lick with the whip to
sort o. hurry her up. First thing you know
she was goin' at "a 2:s0 gait an ] leant
| back an put the whip away. Jest then
...n ..,. p.r N ttp tls.l al chat xrnG Ix.ip' i'm
the road, an somehow or Other the handle
Of the bucket got caught round one Of the
spokes of the buggy wheel an went a-cir-
elm round with IL. Ii made the durndest
clatter l cvcr did hear, an IL liked 10 scarf
the wits out o. that there mare She jess
Land back her ears, kin % snorted like.
an bumped herself for all she knowed
how. Go! lncver seed the like in my
life. She Jess whizzcd along, an every
time that old tin bucket pounded the
ground she bumped herself along faster.
You bet my little boy did not tell
me To drive no faster then. lie
was as scarf as the mare. | took him be-
tween my knees M belt onto him tight.
Well, sir, don't know what wouldn't q
happened II il hedn't ben that the tin pail
fetched loose from the wheel n went
a-whizzin' by my head toward the mare,
an III he gosh burned IL II didn't hit her
i'm the flank an kctch onto her tail an
stick there. That's what IL did. Then
she did go. D'yever see any race-horses
a-comin' down the homc-stretch I'm a close
heat? Well, they wasn't n circumstance
To the way that mare % mine run last
Thursday. She got right down close to
the ground an SKINNED along the street
like a lightnin' express on n down grade
with all the brakes wide open. The tin
bucket kept swinging from side TO side,
All hittin' her on first one flank an then
the other, an at every lick she went
faster. | do reckon she was a-goin' most
a mile a minute, when at last the bucket
broke loosc from her tail. Then | got
fresh hold on the lines an sortcr slack
encd her up, an aforc long she was a
trottin' jest as nice and easy AS you
please. IL was the quecrcst thing that
ever happened 10 me i'm all the years I've
beer a-lrivin', and | don't want nothin'
like il To happen again. The next time
see a tin pail a-lyin' ia the % you kin
bet III give il all the room il wants.
Hello, Here We are in the slip. didn't
think We wac much past Gov'nor's island.
| reckon we'd better he movin' To git of
the boat"
And the old man shut his lips close to-
gether again aud was lost In the crowd
which was fastening to get up town from
the battery. The man 10 whom he had
been talking was standing stock-still,
gazing after him and shaking his head
slowly from side TO side,