Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1901-06-22
NY OATH TO A CAD HORSE.
BY MADGE DAVIS.

stood a hack with big gray horse
hitchcd to it. He threw his head from
side to side and then looked up in my
face and deliberately winkcd at me.
you old white haired rascal l said
under my breath. You do that again,
and I'll call a policeman. How dare
you stand and wink at defenseless
woman in that fashion,
A ripple climbed slowly up his spinal
column, and he actually smiled while
he slowly shut and opened his right
eye twice.
Just then l heard a gruff whisper
right near my elbow. Say" it said,
''you wouldn't tell a policeman on a
poor old chap, would you?"
| turned around to see who it was.
There was no one in sight. | was be-
ginning to get scared. Mercy sakes!
must be crazy, | thought. l surely
heard some one speak
That's what you did," said the voice
again, and this time l could see that it
came from the horse.
well, if that horse hasn't swallowed
a graphophonc, or maybe he has eaten
the driver! He surely has got some
thing inside him that talks" l said to
myself.
"Ain't swallowed nothing but saw
dust for two days.! growled the horse.
ooh. you poor thing
You are the only person l have ever
met whose brain could Communicate
with. l have been looking for such a
person for years"
Say, would you mind telling me
what those things are crawling up
your back?'
Sure" replied my conversational
equine. Those are thoughts on the
way to my brain-a telephone message,
as it were, coming from your brain.
My tail is the switch" And he laugh
ed a hoarse horse laugh.
Trying TO be funny in your old age"
said |.
"Wcll, if couldn't be funnier than
some folks are I'd 90 eat myself" he
retorted and. continuing, said: Nov,
there is that fool of driver. Some
day I'll fix him. Just wait till | get
my left hind foot in the right position.
III make a %panard out of him all
right. Just look at my mouth where
he has yankcd at the bit'-opening his
mouth and showing me a raw red cut
at each cOrner-"and suspect some of
those electric waves you see on my
back are my ribs. OF course l can't
see myself, as my dressing case hasn't
i,, T.
slight cough.
| told him he was looking bang up.
his tail was six feet long and his eye
a beautiful pansy blue. You should
have seen that horse stretch his neck
to view himself in the shop window OPP
posite.
"Comc, now" says |. What do you
want, anyway want a ton of hay, q
barrel of oats or a bucket of waterY
stop" cried the horse. while a big
tear dropped on to the cobblestones. 81
feel as If could eat house and lot,
but have more important things to
talk about while the current is on.
can eat later. providing | can get any
thing that Is digPstible. What Is trou-
bling me lately is these buggies and
carriages and cabs and dray wagons
that go without ii horse"
"You mean automobiles" I ventured
to suggest.
Eyes. thPm's what mean. of all
hateful things | ever saw. Why, the
other day one came up near me. and
was looking it over when the sassy
thing SQUeakpd out, "ra-ta, bones! But,
do you know, | have had PRESENT.
mcnt for n long time that something
was going to happcnT
'Somcthng does happen every day."
said |, trying to cheer him up.
~ eS. know"-and hesmiled through
his tears but feel that the days of
my race are numbered. Man is ever
fckle. he cIamors for something new,
md he Will eagerly leave his old friend
tried aud true, for this accursed ma
chine ANA we Will be left to "A horrible
fate. Oh. it is hard hardr' And his
frame shook with sobs.
After Wipin@ Off his briny tears on
my brand new $50 muff he continued:
II want you to promise me that SO
long us you live you will never. never
ride in one of those horrible things"
And b" looked pleadingly in my face.
His QUivcrin% voice and trembling
lids, as the pcarly tears rolled down
his checks, touched my heart. then
and there did enter into a solemn COM
pact with gray cab horse that so long
as | live | will never step foot in any
sort of n hOrsclrss vehicle.
Just then the driver came out and
graSppd the lines. The horse made one
frantic effort to speak, but the current
WAS broken. 4 dead calm rested on
his back. Quickly the light OF inteli-
Epnce died out of his eyes, his head
dropped dcjcctcdly, and ut the drivers
summons to Get up, Lazyr' a common
gray horse hitchcd to a weather beat
w cab moved slowly down the street.
Lnbrador's Lofty Waterfall.
Though inner Labrador is made
QuatCly known, we are aware that it
is vast tablcland whose limits are
quite clearly defined. In the southeast
the descent from the tableIand is quite
sudden, and almost Immediately after
lpayiup the nlgIpuu n level is reached