The Ketchum keystone. [volume] (Ketchum, Idaho) 1885-1899, 1893-09-23
A CURE FOR INSOMNIA.
The Odd Way In Which Man Got Rider
Uis Slceplessnoss-

rhe Odd way In Which . Man Get Rldsef
His Sleeplessness-
81 once was sufferer from insom-
MIA" said dentist from an interior
village to q New York Tribune man.
''but got rid of the trouble"
"What did you take for it?" !
"Bucking pony."
"Tell us about that, please"
"Well, you see, there was nothing
the matter with me, only couldn't
sleep. The doctor looked me over and
said wasn't suffering from ANY dis
ease that he could detect, but all the
same could get only few catnaps
every night, and felt that would go
crazy if such a condition of affairs con-
tinued much longer. A wise friend OF
mine advised me to try horseback ex-
ercise. Just at that time a man had
brought to the village string of po-
nies from the west. AS the ponies
were wild they were offered for sale
cheap. I bought one. He was such q
sleepy looking animal that we called
him Rip Van Wrinkle. After we knew
him better we dropped part of the
name and called him plain Rip. The
first ride took on him furnished ex-
citement for the whole village. Two
men helped me to saddle and mount
him in the stable. When the door was
opened he shot out into the street like
streak of lightning. He ran full
against the fence opposite the stable
and broke several piclzets. Then he
reared up on his hind legs and came
near throwing me over backward.
Next he tried to stand on his head, but
l yanked him back onto his feet and
drove the spurs into him. He started
to run then, and let him go as fast as
he could leg it until we got to the
Methodist church at the end of the
street. A temperance meeting was be-
ing held in the church and the door
was open. Before I could stop the
pony we were in the church and half
way up the aisle. Women screamed
| and tainted.
.'Some of the men led Rip back into
the street. I didn't dare to get off
his back When the men let go of the
bride he began to buck, and for few
minutes thought my neck would be
broken. He would go at gallop
when he went at all, but he would
stop now and then to indulge in more
bucking. Presently he changed his
tactics and went from one street to
another, across lots, jumping fences.
| tearing up flower beds, damaging gar
dens and keeping me busy lodging
the branches Of fruit trees. The next
street led to turnpike, along which /
spurred him for miles until he was
covered with foam and nearly tired
out. He seemed to be docile when Il
got him back to the stable. Next day.
however, he was nearly as bad as
when first rode him, and every day
for fortnight was obliged to race
him along the turnpike several miles.
My! my! How he did buck! was SO
lame at the end of two weeks that I
could scarcely walk to my Office, but
could sleep. A few minutes after I got
into bed az night was sleeping sound
ly, and l awoke every morning thor
oughly refreshed"
"Do you still ride the pony?"
mo. By the time I was cured Of
sleeplessness had broken Rip to ride,
and I sold him for double the sum i
had paid for him. My advice to any
body who is suffering from insomnia
is to get a bucking pony and ride as
hard as he can. II no necks are
broken both man and pony will be
benefited by the treatment"