Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1900-07-11
TWO HoRsEhEN MEET
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Names David Harum came into the
village the other day. He was looking
for trade. He sat In his muddy old
wagon with his back bent and his elbows
on his knees. The horse that he drove
had hip bones that looked like broken
springs in a haircloth sofa. The good
housewife could have done her weeks
washing on the c0rrugations on his sides.
His eyes he'd the blase look Of one who
has gone through everything that can by
any possibility be coming that way and
so has nothing to fcs-. The old man
the end Of stick.
"Clck, click! Giddap, Ebenezer." he
kept saying, and Ebenexer may have
heard him, and he may have felt the
slap of the knotted rope, but IL he did
there was no symptom to indicate It
either in the can't OF his ears or the ac-a
celebration OF his gait.
The old man suddenly pulled up. No.
he didn't pull up; he said. whoa"
The old horse always carries one ear back
to hear a whoa. He stopped so suddenly
that the old man was precipitated for
ward. But he caught the dasher with
both hands and wns able to save himself
"
As he hung there he said to the man
standing on the sidewalk:
Most willin boss ever had, Isaac.
A woman can drive him anywhere.
Case there's any trouble with the rig
gin any time, all any one has got to do is
to say Whoa, and there ye are. No
What ye got In the boss king now,
Isaac?''
s'Waal. I've got two-there's that gray
boss that Bill Anderson used to own
that got in the way OF trade. Then
lieve the wimmen folks will want to
part with the black one, for they've
made kind Of a pet out Of it,
The old man took a chew Of tobacco
and settled himself on the seat with his
legs crossed. Said he:
II don't s'pose ye're specially back
ward about changin the gray one so
bet ye git the right price for her. Isaac??''
'sWaal, I s'pose | might listen awhile
| II my one talked trade
"Seems's IL this boss here might mate
up pretty we'll with the black one"
I'm afraid he's bit CANT. Hiram.
4 Ye know that black one is a chunky little
bunch. 2
Vas. vas. I know that. but ye'd find
that the boss here would take on flesh
like time when he got started. Ye sec,
he's so darn high life and drive him SC
much that keep him a-dingin most 81
the time. For what ye'd want to drive
and the wimmen folks stubbin him round
he'd be ronnder'n barrel in few
weeks. don't know what I'm selli1
him for, myself, but after have q hoss
about so long, don't make any differ
ence how good boss he is, sort of 81,
fiddlin round to git rid Of him and make
a change. Its lucky for man when ht
don't have that dissatisfied why and car
hang on to a good thing when be gifts it
A not let this hossSof mine go for love MOI
money
While he was talking Isaac had com,
A along and had rolled up the old horse.
Z upper lip. After careful scrutiny of hi.
teeth Isaac shook his head and said:
i How old do you call this boss, Fir
amp
4 .Jes' 'zactly 0 years old-jes' 'zactly9.'
"Sho. now git out. he's older'n that"
No, sir, jes' 'zactly O."
Il don't say &c are lyin about tn
thing. Hiram, but do reckon ye ar
mistaken. The boss is older'n 8"
Now understand boss age clear int
the ground" said the old man. Il know
that boss of mine is jes' 'zactly Q year
Z old. Vas. sir, jes' 'zactly 9-not over 1C
'leven at the outside and IL to the ex
tent, BY Judas. - Lewiston Journal.