The Louisiana populist., 1895-08-09

inch and snorted cupful Of foam down
Mr.. Wigglesworth's neck.
What ye standing there for?" he
yelled. Don't ye see 1 can't move
without iosi--S my life and all I've got
on"
What shall dor' walled his wife.
wringing her hands.
do? Why get an axe and chop his
blamed head off. Go and get v ,od
auser and bore a hole in him somewhe. e,
and see IL that won't take his attention!
Co."
Mrs. Wigglesworth was woman who
could be reused TO momentous situa-
tions. She came down from the stairs
and waved her apron gently.
"Shoo!' she said to the sorrel horse.
That's it, her husband cried, that's
the way to shoe horse!" and ghastly as
the humor seemed to be-. he found him
self smiling at it. But his wonder re-
doubled when the sorrel horse, after
looking at Mrs. Wigglesworth for
moment with a surprised air, slipped
demurely down from the edge of the
stall and began scratching his neck re-
f1ectively on the manger.
There you are" said Mrs. Wiggles-
worth. climbing down from the box and
cautiously approaching the Stall. The
animal had his eyes closed. and Mr..
Wigglesworth, as he took hold OF the
halter, remembering his suspender.
co1ld not forbear giving 1t vicious lit
tie jerk.
What followed Mrs. Wigglesworth ex-
planned to the doctors. The tall sorrel,
she said, when he felt the jerk, seemed
to turn and shot hasty but astonished
look at her husband. Mr.. Wiggles-
worth's hands appeared to be glued to
the halter, she said. for when the sorrel
stood up on his hind legs and walked
out of the stall. Mr.. Wlgglesworth came
with him, swinging back and forth like
the pendulum to a clock, only faster.
When the sorrel got out on the barn
floor, he looked around for Mrs. Wig
ellsworth. but failing to discover her.
at first, he performed few complicated
dance movements, such as circus
horse makes. leaving portions of Mr..
Wigglesworth's clothing and cuticle
upon the studding and rafters of the
stable as he went along. Then he put
his hands around that gentleman and
charged out of doors. The hired girl had
just time to look over her shoulder and
see the procession coming, and then
drop her clothes basket and crawl under
the stoop. When the sorrel horse came
iown again, missing the hired girl by an
inch. he put his off hind foot through the
clothes basket and bore 1t away with
him.
II made one of the best Items of news
the local papers ever had, and even got
copied into a city daily with cuts. Peo-
pie coming out Of their houses would see
Mr.. Wigglesworth every few minutes
going into the air. and then coming
1own again. closely followed by the sor-
rel horse, with his leg thrust through
the basket. and accommodating mud
which ever and anon he would shake off
upon the bystanders as he went hust,ing
past.
Half an hour later Mr.. wiggleswerth
climbed slowly up the stoop. a fragment
IF the halter, apparently forgotten,
'howing in his hand.
my darling, darling Ellery?" sobbed
his wife, with a pale face, tottering for
ward,
Don't ye fall on me!'' warned Mr..
Wigglesworth, the passionate lines on
his face growing deeper; don't We come
whining around here asking for any
more family horses warranted to stand
without hitching, The kind of family
horse you want is gentle, long-eared
donkey. and blamed il I don't wish
you'd got one before you ever saw mer
And in explaining 1t afterward to the
Roman across the way. Mrs. Wiggles-
worth said: 1T did seem queer that
E21ery should lay it all onto her. when
he horse was just as much of surprise
20 her as 1t was to anybody especially
Nfr. Wigglesworth."