The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1893-12-17

now 'cspt black birds, an they only comes
here once a year When think how It was
me that first started EN- to Twin here Il
makes me feel mighty sad like"
How long were you at the White
House?" / asked him.
" Twas good many years" he said,
rejecting; "a good many years / went
Their while Mr.. Taylor was in, an'.--Ahl
sir" he broke out suddenly, "he was a
nice MANA mighty nice man, one o.
these fine old gentlemen-so digniied an
gracious, an Jest as kind as man could
be. | remember how he used to play with
Whitley the horse that carried him
through the Mexican war. Why, sir, he
was Jest as fond OF that horse as some
men are Of their children. Whitley wouldn't
eat his feed II Mr. Taylor didn't FIX Il for
him. Sometimes early in the mornln',
Jest as the sun was risin' over the capital.
he'd come out with a big black coat
wropped round him, carryln the old
hick ry stick he'd cut out by Arlington,
all battered up on the end an he'd 90
out there on the lawn an walk round
over the grass for an hour or two all
alone. ! used TO watch him from behind
the shrubbery where / was a-workin'.
He'd take his white handkerchief out Of
his pocket an throw Il over his left
shoulder, so" dlustraung) SOS 1t hung
down his back an then he'd keep on a
walkln' win ms eyes DOWN. bb
he didn't see nothin' at all. After bit I'd
hear whinny OF IN the trees-Whtey ran
loose in them days-an' here d come the
old fellow as hard as he could run, a.
rarin' an a-snortn' fit to scare one to
death. He wouldn't we come near II he
hadn't seen that there handkerchief, 50
he'd run UP TO MIR Taylor on the dead gal
lon. an stop short benin him an take the
handkerchief tween his teeth an run
way of through the park with IT, Then
after while he'd trot back sideways and
kinder gentle llke-.for he hadn't lost none
OF his war sperrit, even " he was old and
gray-and he'd drop the handkerchief IN
Mr.. Taylor's hand with little soft
whinny. Jest like 10 ask for the lump OF
sugar Mr.. Taylor always carried for him
AM then they'd walk round together
through the trees an the president q
talk en- smile an Whitley = whinny an
snort an switch Ids long tail, I'LL Z seemed
they was like two people, an knowed
every word they was sayin'' They was
reg'lar chums
watched him dig up few more OF
the deep rooted garllcs, and yentured an
other question Were you there Whan
Mr.. Taylor dledY'
81 vas slr.p no answered quickly. II
-enenber II well. Twas one Fourth OF
INV mornin' when Mr.. Taylor had come
out to play while with Whitey, After
he'd given him the sugar ne chlht hiNNHu
where ] was workIn' In the garden-they
didn't have none Of them fine green
houses then, twas jest open beds--ile
came along with Whitley fpllowin' behind
I was tendln' some early cucumbers. He
watched me for few mlnutea, an then
hs gays; Peter he gays, IA fancy some
d, them cucumbers for dinner. They look
mighty relishin'.' 80,
@tAil right, STR says ], IN send some
,n "a The house'--aDd he got 'em that day
for his dinner. An along IN the after
noon. as i was a miikin' the cows we
Kept there for the use o the White House.
I near somebody say Peter an ] looked
aro,in, an there was Mr. Taylor a watch
IN. ne. yes, sir ! says, that's me.
peter ne says again. Peter, ! thlnk
could drink glass O. bBtterlnilk Have
We got any O. thatY
Z. That's what have, SIR. an NJ for a
president. too ] Gays, an went ~ me
dairy an got him out q pltcher O. me
fnest buttermilk ever left : cow Then
! gets him glass an he ms u up twlce
Az puts both OF 'em night on TOP q them
CUCUMBER. II struck me then mat GU
c,,mbers am butterrnilk wasn't a very
good team an guess there WAS sSs'.e- !