The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1894-11-28

mot yet" said Boney. II come from
the confines o Kansas, where the no.
blest Of our kind have their abidin'-
place among the sunhowers on the
threshold o. the settin' sun in his
glory"
SAN they sent you ahead as a sam
pie? said Rick, with an amused culver
OF his long, beautifully groomed tail, as
thick and as fine and as wayy as q quad
rooms back hair.
kansas, sir, needs no advertisement.
Her native sons rely on themselves an.
their native sires. Yes, sir"
Then Tweezy lifted up his wise aud
polite old head. His affection makes
him bashful as a rule, but heis ever tho
most courteous Of horses.
Excuse me, sub" he said slowly,
"unless bave been misiniohmed. most
of you, prominent siahs, sub, are i'm
po'ted from Kentucky; an I'm from
Paduky."
There was the least touch of pride in
the last words.
"Any horse dat knows BEANS" said
Muldoon, suddenly, (he bad been
standing with his head on Tweezy's
broad quarters), "gits outer Kansas lore
dey Grip his shoes. / blew in dere from
Ioway in de days O. me youth aud in
nercence, an / wuz grateful when dey
boxed me fer N'York. You can't tell
me anything about Kansas l don't
yanter fergit. De Belt Line stables
amt no Hoffman House, but dey're
ysnderbilts 'longside Kansas"
"What the horses o Kansas think to-
day, the horses OF America will think
tomorrow an l tell you that when the
horses OF America rise iu their might,
the day O. the 0ppressor is ended"
There was pause, till Rick said, with
little chuckle:
"Ef you put it that way, every one OF
us has riz in his might. 'cep' Marcus,
mebbe. Marky, j ever rise in yer
might?"
"Nop." said Marcus Aurelius Antoni.
US, calmly budding over mouthful
OF grass. 81 seen heap O. fools try,
"You admit that you rizP" said the
Kansas horse. excitedly. Then why
why in Kansas did you ever 60 under
again"
"Horso can't walk on his hind legs all
the time" said the Deacon.
mot when he's jerked over on his
back fore he knows what fetched him.
We've all done it, Boney," said Rick.
"Nip an Tuck they tried it, spite O.
what the Deacon told 'em; an the Dea-
con he tried il, spite O. what me an Rod
told him; an me an Rod tried 1t, spite
O. what Grandee told US; and l guess
Grandee he tried it, spite O. what his
dam told him. It's the same old circus
from generation to generation. Colt
can't see why he's called on to back.
Same old rearin' on end-straight up.
Same old feelin' that you've bested 'em
this time. Same old little yank at yer
mouth when you're up good and tall.
Same old Pegasus act, wonderin' where
you'll light Same old Uop when you
hit the dirt with your head where your
tail should be. and your in'ards shook
up like brandmash. Same old voice
in your ear: 'Waal, We lS>tle fool, an
what did you reckon to make by that?
We're through with risin' in our might
on this farm. We go to pole er single,
accordin' ez we're hitched.'"
IAN Man the Oppressor sets an
gloats over you, same as he's eettin'
now. Hain't that been your experience,
madameH"
"But what you do moi understand, II
you will excuse me. madame. is that
the whole principle O. servitood, which
includes keep an feed, starts from a
radically false basis; an am proud to
say that me an the majority o the
horses O. Kansas think the entire con-
Germ should be relocated to the limbo OF
exploded superstitions. say we're too
progressive for that | say we're too
enlightend for that. n was good good
enough g long g We didn't think, but
now-but nova new loominary has
arisen on the borizon!"
"Meanin' you ? said the Deacon.
"The horses o Kansas are behind me
with their multitoodinous thunderin'
hoois, an We say, simply but grandly,
that we take our stand with all tour feet
on tho inalienable rights OF the horse,
pure and simple. the heightened child
O. nature, fed by the same wavin' grass,
cooled by the same ripplin' brook-yes,
an warmed by the same gen'rous sun
as falls impartially on the outside an
the inside OF tho pampered machine O.
the trottin'-track, or tue bloated coupe
horses O. these yere eastern cities. Are
we not the same flesh aud blood?
mot by bushel an half" said the
deacon. under his breath. "Grandee
never was in Kansas"
"My! Amt that elegant, though.
abaout,the wayin' gras, an the ripplin'
brooksp Tuck whispered in Nip's ear.
"Tbe gentleman's real convIncin', l
think"
"a say we are the same flesh an blood
Are we to be separated, horse from
horse, by the artificial barriers Of
trottin' record, or are We to look down
upon each other on the strength o the
gifts O. nature-an extra inch below the
knee, or slightly moro powerful quar-
ters7 What's the use O. them advant-
ages to you? Man the 0ppressor comes
along, an secs You're likely an good
lookin', an grinds you to the face O. the
earth. What for7 For his own pleas
uro; for his own convenience. Young
an old, black an bay, white an gray,
there's no distinctions made between
us. ws're ground up together under
tho remorseIess teeth o the engines OF
oppreSsionW
Guess his breeChin must ha' broke
goin daown HILL" said tho deacon.
slippery rond, maybe, an the buggy
come onter him, an no didn't know
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