The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1894-01-20

And latc's most stern, relentless bar
All joys and woes exist;
So. flour lives, which seem bright,
Should he cbscured ~ some irk night
Remember there's a brighter light
No darkness can resist. =.
-DefroH Tribune.
THE. YANKEE HORSE TRADING.
have been grieved to learn by
the report OF an old New England
acquaintance who has been to
Chicago and escaped with his life
that one OF the most venerable of
American industries perhaps better
fitted than any other to exhibit the
true character Of our people has no
place in the fair.
Virgil P. Perkins Of Hancock
couaty Maine, was my informant.
He comes of the hardy cid stock
tnat thrives in soil which furnishes
but scsnty support to juniper bushes.
Virgil is fifty years old looks twenty
years older and will doubtless con
tinue to do so for hall century at
least. His father Is still alive and
hearty and reads without the aid Of
glasses as well as ne ever could,
which is not saying much consider
ing that ne was taken from school
at the tender age of seven, and set to
picking rocks out 0! the field back
OF the red barn. He has been at it
ever since without sensibly diminishing
the supply.
Virgil looks ike his father and l
knew that he was coming up to my
office some minutes before be
appeared because. on glancing out
of my window, | saw most of the
green goods and confidence men
with whom l am acquainted standing
on the sidewalk. | went down and
tod them that the old man had been
to Chicago, and they turned away
muttering,
Too late, too late
My friend shook me warmly bv
the hand, and took chair, putting
his carpet bag between his feet. He
kept his eye on it during the sub
sequent conversation, as 4 result of
habit that had been forced upon
him 10 the West.
After a few Introductory words
concerning the amount necessary
to get back home he called my
attention to an omission in the plans
Of the Fair. There we're all sorts OF
trades and occupations he said eH
cept the good old business that he
had been brought up in.
What's thatlI asked.
Hoss tradln, said he. l was
good deal disappointed not to seeit.
I'd read in the Commercial Gazette
about the way they got the Fair,
and said: Them iellers is hoss
traders, born and bred and they'll
give the finest exhibition ever seen.
But there want a sight Of it.
| was surprised.
Taint for lack OF ability, nuther
he continued, tor | meet telIers out
there that could start with the echo
of Jack ass bray an trade il up 10 a
stock farm. The mar that kept
boarders--pIace &hsre l put up
was as good a man as | want to see
in that line yes an, better'n ever
want TO see agin. Now, if they'd
a had that fellow operetin in the
Fair Grounds with couple O them
car horses to begin on every mornin
they'd 4 had a show worth goin miles
to see.
This is indeed, an oversight, said
I, but perhaps 1t is not too late to
rectity it. How would you like to be
put III charge Of such an exhibit?
The old man got upon his feet SO
hastily that 1 could hear his
vertebre clash together as he straight
ened his back.
How would like it! he exclaimed.
| If you can fix that thing up there's a
forum in it for an me.
We should have to keep the Fair
managers from plying up against
the game" said l thoughtfully.
Supposin ther did, Virgil rejoined
we should lose somethin' to them,
of course but with ali them foreigners
there we could get it all back an
more. Say, I've got an old mule
down on my place that l could take
out there an sell Tor the original
animal that Columbus rode away
from the Spanish Court on. That
wouldn't be nothin alongside Of some
of the relics that are exhibited ou
thare,
It's good idea, said I. We vii
. see what can be done to get the jot
for you
:: You can write to the suthoritie:
that Pm we'll up in the business, said
J; he. Tell EN- the story about thai
J; kicken hoss l sold your Uncle Bill
; back in Is.
y Yes, said l. Certainly shoul,
remember that. got q THOUSAND
= dollars out of the estate.
1t wasn't no fault o. mine that any
thipg happened to him, Virg
protested. | never sold kickir
boss in my lite without mentionin
that he had habits. l remembe
3 well how it happened. Bill came t
my place to look the hoss over.
led him out on the barn floor.
He's called kicker, says l, but h
amt ncver kicked me.
Bill was standin at the door as