Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1894-11-08
THEY TRADED HORSES
Snapped = Crazy Pinto Mare for . Bro
chic That Sucked.

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snapped = Crazy Pinto Mare for . Broa-
cho That tucked.
Jim McCue and a stranger traded
saddle horses at San Rafael, Cal, the
other day, and, according to the evil
dence Of reputable witnesses, the
bargain was contaminated in this
way:
..Hiah, stranger"
sHiah::" responded the stranger,
d%ismountine.
Likely looking horse you sol
there"
'sThey ant raised no better"
"Lookin' for "a trader"
Swap anything l got but the old
woman"
jim commenced examining the
horse critically. After he had walked
around the animal he gave tn"
stranger a chance to lie a little by
inguirinK:
''How old is he?:"
''Five year old"
Jim grabbed the horse by the o
and pried his jaws apart with his
thumbs.
His teeth tell me he is s. said
Jim decisively.
swell, he's il January colt"
'.He's a mite thin. Ant hide
bound is he?:" And Jim prodded the
no Sc in the ribs with his thumbs.
mo, l have been chasin' stock on
him for two months and stakin' him
OUT on grass"
"Must ha' been runnin' hun pretty
hard, ju1gln' from the windgalls on
him. He's got a ringbone comm,
too" remarked jim, as he rubbed the
animals pastern. lis that a splint
on his oil foreieg?:"
mo, that's u rope burn"
''Is that sweeney or a collar
burn:' and jim examined the h5rse's
shoulder critically.
Just scratched from runnin'
through the brush"
.'Must a been jumpln' him consid-
cradle. He $ showing a little curb
Hello, he's stitled or badly sprained."
mo, sir; he's as sound as a dol
lar"
Good stock horse:?"
"lou can turn him on a sheepskin.
What kind of a plug is that you've
got:' And the stranger examined
Jim's horse as critically as jim had
s%crutinized his, aud found all the de-
fects and diseases That a veterinarian
ever heard of.
"Well, how'll you swap" inquired
Jim. The stranger dropped a fresh
chew OF tlne-cut in his jaw and Jim
got out his jackknlfc and went to
work on a shingle. Both sat down
on a dry goods box.
OH take boot, said the stranger,
as he killed a fly at three yards wi b
a stream OF tobacco juice.
You won't take it from me-"
said jim. as he cut a long shaw ng
from the single. "Iimme $40 to
boot and we'll trade"
Twenty dollars ought to buy that
pinto plug of yourn, but gimme SIS
to boo0 and the horse is yours"
The stranger drowned a whole
bunch OF flies that had congregatcd
on an apple core and Jim shed three
sharingS in succession.
''Ill tell you what I'll do. I'll
split the difference. You gimme
SIS to boot and take the bly,"
"Never gave boot in my life and
amt goin' t. git into the habit Of it
n W" said the stranger de ,isiyely.
Guess we can't swap then"
Jim was getting in his fine work
and cut fine %shaYingS to correspond.
"Gimme So and we swap" re-
marked the stranger after a long
pause.
''No, I'll be demmed if l do.
What's cattl worth up your way:'
Jim had evidently abandoned ali
ide Of a trade.
''Fou' n a half on foot for steers.
Say Ill trade you v up"
Jim shut n eye and cut Il long
Shawn. examined the horse again,
and dashed his hand In front Of each
OF the horses eyes to be sure that he
wasn't blind.
rs he we'll broke to the saddle?"
"Never bucked a lick in his life.
How's yoarns"
Scent G as a kitten"
'l'll 90 you # you'll treat"
mo, I'll shake you for the drinks"
"It's a CO." decided the stranger,
throwing his tine cut against the
side Of the box. They shifted sad
dies, took their drink, and each we t
around blowing about how he had
swindied the other.
That night the horse bucked Jim
Off on the way home, and the pinto
tlIly kicked In three OF the strangers
ribs