The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1899-08-20
ONE OF RoosBTE1Ts TERRona
An Equine Veteran d the War with NAM
Faults snd Single weakness

Faults ond . Single Weaknose-
He was veteran Of tho late war. By way O.
ovtndng his distaste for tho ways Of peace he had
Just Kicked several holes In the dnah-board oil
tho cart which II was his business to drnw. His
driver stood tho sidewalk and alternately
cursed and coaxod, the remarks being punctu
atod by occasional crashes Of the wood work. az
tho veteran lifted his powerful heel II was on
tho north hdo Of Washington Square and the
usual crowd was offering Improbable advice
Down the stops Of one Of tho big old-dmo man.
sons s:rolled a languid young man clad In after.
noon tea raiments. He cast casual glance o.
tho equine veteran. then hastened down tho steps
and pushed through the crowd
Hello. Pete, you devil" he said TO the horse
"Ho do DO devil all right Sorr." said the driver.
But Pete is not his name"
Tho animal. however. seemed to think other
Wise Up went his ears and the slCin on his broad
nose wnnklod In . peculiarly sagaoious way.
Tho next instant the young man Jumped back
with q cessation Of languidity that saved the
point Of his chin. The horses big teeth snapped
in the air.
"Up to your old tricks, arc you" said The young
man and his glovod hand landed With Q smart
whack across tho wrinkling iowl
Tho veteran tossed his head and snorted, but
he didn't kick again. Instead he kept his eyes
tous lest another should follow It
"Hit him agin. Son." besought tho driver.
-Av had cracked him like that there wud have
boon no cart left at all
Where did you pick him upy"
Back luck 10 the Harlem man that sold him
TO mo" said the driver You know tho horse
Son.
Rather said Tho young man. Hes ono Of
Teddy's Terrora Aren't you, Potter
Pete started 70 reach again but changed his
mind hastily as tho gloved hand swung toward
him The crowd. ever eager In interest for any
thing about tho war, stood waiting.
He's real terror, too continued the young
man He never got any farther than Tampa
toward tho front but no made . record there
There were men In every troop that had tho
mark Of his teeth on en-, and VIC called him tho
cannibal"
You was ono Of tho Rough Riders Sorr," said
the driver respectfully.
mot rough enough to tackle Pote II wasn't
that he bucked. but no had a trick Of turning his
head and getting q man Just above tho knee
don't believe there's horse living with as much
rubber in his neck as that beast How you ever
got him in harness is moro than can guess"
when got him" said the driver -he was that
thin you cud play chunos on his RIBS With a stick
As soon az begun to feed him he got gay I'm
thinkin' Ill have to starve him to death to mako
him any good at all"
What started him kicking lust nowt" asked
tho Rough Rider
Sure. he started himself He took q DISLIKE
to 60 any farther and when bate him he begun
TO kick"
"Oh. Ill show you how to euro that baking
said tho ex-s soldier. Here ono of you boys run
up to tho corner and got mo an apple Pete will
follow an apple as far as no can 500 Il Aher he
got back to Montauk and tho horses were sent
up there found out his weakness, and could
make him follow mo all around by putting an
apple In my pocket He could scent IL q yard
away. Couldn't you. Peter"
Crack sounded blow thot landed whore tho
first had struck. for Pete had essayed another
bite
Have to keep your eye on him all tho whilo,-
said tho young man. Hand the apple over hore
Thank you"
He held tho fruit up TO Pete's Wow and walked
away Tho veteran ambled after. The driver
clambered into his somewhat fractured cart and
tho crowd followed. After few rods had been
travorsed the apple was given TO Pete who actu-
ally had The grace TO whinny his thanka He
then logged away steadily enough. his driver
back at the soldier his gratitude.
mingled With offers TO sell the horse for ten doars