Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-03-26

things. I'm willing to swear he was never
"'whyT inquired my friend. after an elo-
Quent pause.
Not Used to Things.
Well said the iiveryman. Judge so by
the fact that the clipping apparatus and the
man who was running II are both laid up
for repairs. and the man I sent him to says
IL take him back there again he'll have
the law on me. But from what I've noticed
I think you've got a mighty nice little sad
die horse as soon as he gets used to things
You had him shod. all right. of course
my friend remarked
Yes. replied the liveryman. except that
they've got two feet to finish tomorrow.
The blacksmith sent him back with note
saying that II the owner wanted to hire his
shop by the day, instead of paying by the
job he'd like 1t better. Guess he was busy.
though. and I'll send him back tomorrow
FINALLY, after my friend had smoothed
down the ruffied plumage of the clipping
man and the horseshoer. the bronc was poll
ished on In great shape and sent out to the
little place at Kenilworth The following
sunday morning 1 rode over on my own nag
10 take breakfast with my friend with the
horse bug, and incidentally TO 60 with him
while he tried out the bronze
Il noticed that my friend saddled the
horse himself. and. knowing that he had
uiIcu colDTeu man TO Work around the
stable, asked him about It,
"Just as Gentle"
The bronc threw him off yesterday and
jumped on him. my friend replied. L don't
know just how it happened but I'm willing
to guarantee that 1T was the mans fault.
Why. the horse is just as gentle can be-
Man badly hurt?' inquired
Hes got broken leg and is cut up con-
siderably.' my friend replied. but the doc
tor doesn't think it's anything serious. And
then he gave a last touch to the saddle and
swung himself over that western cow
horse"
The with the roaring raiment
chuckled. and rolled his cigar to the other
side of his face. The quiet citizen In the
next seat had thrown down his paper and
was sitting up straight, grinning all over
his countenance. And the passengers UP
and down the car within voice range of the
passenger with the narrative bug, were
listening well.
It Was a Shame.
well, sir, 1t was a shame, continued the
vested person. AS soon as my chubby
friend had landed on the saddle that cow
pony woke up. The sleepy look disappeared
from his eyes, and with terrific snort
and the"
Yes" gurgled the erstwhiIe quiet COM
ticipation, with a terrific snort and the
THE finest example of a high-class,
single-foot amble I've seen in a long time
that cow horse drifted down the road
head up and tall up, spurning the dust,
regular park-gaited show horse. My nag
had to gallop to keep up and looked like
dray wagon by comparison.
Do you mean to say he didn't buck?
demanded the quiet citizen In anger and
establishment, as two rows of passengers
lad a hn tr-ft1 al,a
front.
Nary a buck" that individual replied.
cheerfully. That's what I've been trying
to tell you. As quiet as lamb and as
gentle as chicken. The finest little sad
die horse of his weight l ever saw.
He didn't cut up at all?" inquired
sour-looking passenger on the other side
of the aisle.
Now for the Surprise.
Not cut up in his SYSTEM" answered
the man who had narrated. MY friend
puts his little daughter on the back OF the
cow horse, and that animal walks as II
he were treading on eggs and had job
as trained nurse"
Then what do you mean" demanded
six passengers simultaneously, by saying
that your friend had saddle horse for
sale?'
He has," answered the cozily clad per-
son. las soon as / saw that COW horse
perform l went down and bought one from
a man who had picked up dozen or so
at auction. Ny. regular saddle plug is in
my friends stable and he's trying to sell
him for me. IL you know anybody wants
to buy good, steady nag, pretty fair for
looks and action. but not in II with the
cow horse proposition, just send him
around. A mighty little bit Of yellow will
get that nag away from me, as I'm not
running a livery stable, and one good one
is sufficient for my limited needs. Good
morning, gentlemen. good morning" And
the man with the heated waistcoat left the
car at 14th and / streets, passing to the
door between two rows of passengers who
scowled ferociously al their newspapers and
tried not to look surprised, disappointed and
foolish.