The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1896-07-25
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the race was by gettin two or th-e'
! quick, long leaps ahead before the othel
horse knowed what was comm.
worked the same game on Timber Jim
and the little bay went off two full
lengths ahead. The run we picked ou
was a mile dash, and before we hat
covered the first quarter my little bay
had left Timber Jim by fifty yards.
was just thinkih about pullin up so az
| to run a waitin race when by gracious
I heard Jerry sing out to me:
"Do your best, Marse Rufc, for we ore
a cominl"
The next mint he shot by me like a
puff of wind, and through the cloud OF
dust could see Jerry and Timber jim
all tangled up there together and goin
at the rates of about 40 feet to the jump
and ten jumps to the secont. run the
little bay on out to the end of the
stretch KNOWN that he was way yonder
the worst beat horse had ever flung q
leg over. But when we got to the stop
pin place 1 couldn't see neither hair
nor hide of Jerry and Timber Jim. j
reckon the old horse must have thought
we was in for ten mile race in three
straight heats. He run on down the
road about three miles before Jerry
could pull him in, and l had mighty
nigh give them both up for lost before
they got back. Timber Jim come up in
that loose double-shuffle fox walk of his,
and whilst me and jerry was talkin over
the race hang my cats if he didn't go to
sleep right there in the big road.
Tho Game They Played.
We got the horses back into the lot.
and rubbed off the saddle marks and
sneaked off to bed without raisin any
disturbment around the place, and the
next mornin everything was as smooth
and lovely as a. summer day. l man
aged somehow to toll the preacher off
down to the lot before breakfast and got
up private Capitalization with him i'll
regards to old Timber Jim. In the fina;
windup I told him if he would borrow a
horsc from my father and leave his old
plug in our lot would try and put some
weatherboardin on him and round him
up little agin he come back that way.
The preacher he took the bait like lit
tie man and had talk with father ac-
cordin at the breakfast table.
Timber Jim is all right and sound as
a dollar" says he, but right at this
particlar time he is somewhatly under
the weather from hard and constant
ridin'. This boy of yours, Brother
Sanders, is natral-born horse master,
and I would love to put Timber Jim in
his hands for few weeks, or at any
rates till pass along this way on my
return back from the hill country"
Well, bein as they was both brothers
in the same church it was all right with
my father. You know how that is.
When the preacher went off that morn
in he was ridin the best saddle horse
ON the place, and up on three legs and
chawin his corn and fodder between
maps.
The crops was laid by then and all
The stock was idle, so 1 had good
chance to take some of the kinks out
Of Timber Jim's hide. I give him two or
three days to rest up in, and then 1
,traddled him one mornin and pit out
up the road to see Hamp WEAVER. 1
had tolerable good fiddle which 1
to swap to Hamp for his open
ACE, silver-case watch and some boot
Anyhow that was the story which /
give out to him when got there, but
% you, was playin for even with Linn
,er Jim as my winnin card. set my fig
rers too high on the watch and fiddle |
rade and was fixin off to start back |
home when Hamp up and says to me,
'ays he:
"Rufe, wherein the thundera tons did |
Tou run up with that old boneyard ?"
responded back that had picked up |
he horse from a preacher thas was
'assin through the settlement, and |
hen went on to remark in a scatterin |
way that there was some good blood |
n him and right smart speed if 1 |
ould but only bring it out where It
would show.
Hamp he laughed fit to kill himself |
nd lowed he wouldn't be caught dead
nd ridin such a razor-back. "Aint you
keered, Rufe, they will arrest you for
ruelty to animals?"
"The next thing you know the buzz
ards will come down and close their
Mortgage, and you will have to tote
our saddle home" Hamp went. on to
ay.
1t Was "Put Up or Shut Up"
Well, Hamp he kept on pokin fun at
lie and Timber Jim so till presently
OF sick and tired of it and told him
'as ridin the fastest horse in the settle
TENT. He took another laughin spell
hen, and laughed till the water backed
p in his eyes. But when he got through
nd quit 1 bantered him for race and
roffered to bet him my fiddle agin his
'atch, even Steven, that the old horse
ould beat his roam mare in a runnin
mile dash. Hamp thought
as jolin at first, but when I laid my
ddle down and told him to put up or
hut up he covered 1t with his watch
nd went off after the roam mare.
When we galloped up to the startin
lace both of the horses was movin |
ong neck and neck. But when thew