Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1906-09-11


lpass, now you make yours"
I'm for short talk in a horse-swap
and therefore always tell gentleman
at once what I mean to do. You Civ
me ten dollars"
Blossom swore absolutely, roundly
and profanely that he never would giv'
boot.
WELL" said Peter. T didn't carr
about trading; but you cut such higf
shines that thought I'd like to bacl
you see I've brought him to hack"
Come, old man." said Blossom
1--WE been joking with you. begin tc
think you do want to trade; therefore
lgive me FIVE dollars and take Bullet
I'd rather lose ten dollars any time
than not make trade, though I hats
to fling away good hoss."
"well," said Peter, 'Tll be as clever
as you are. Just put the five dollars
on Bullets back, and hand him over;
Tits a trade"
Blossom swore again, as roundly as
before, that he would not give boot;
and, said he, Bullet would't hold five
dollars on his back nohow. But, as
I bantered you, If you say an even
swap, here's at you"
'T told you," said Peter, I'D be as
clever as you;; therefore, here goes
two dollars more, just for trade sake
Give me three dollars, and it's a bar
gain"
Blossom repeated his former asser-
tion; and here the parties stood for a
long time, and the by-standers (for
many were now collected) began to
taunt both parties. After some time,
however, 1t was pretty unanimously de-
cided that the old man had backed
Blossom out.
| At length Blossom swore he never
would be backed out for three dollars
after bantering a man." and, accord
ingly, they closed the trade.
"Now." said Blossom, as he handed
Peter the three dollars. I'm a man
that, when he makes a bad trade.
makes the most of 1t until he can make
a better. I'm for no rues and after
claps.'
That's just my way" said Peter;
81 never goes to law to mend my bar
gains"
"Ah, you're the kind Of boy love to
trade with. Here's your hoss old man.
Take the saddle and bride Off him,
and I'll strip yours; but lift UP the
blanket easy from Bullets back, for
he's mighty tender-backed hoss."
| The old man removed the saddle,
but the blanket stuck fast. He at
tempted to raise 1t, and Bullet bowed
himself switched his tail, danced lit
tie, and gave signs Of biting.
Don't hurt him, old man." said Bios
som, archly; take 1t off easy. ! am,
perhaps. leetle OF the best man at a
fhorse-swap that ever catched coon"
| Peter continued to pull at the blanket
more and more roughly, and Bullet be-
came more and more cavortish, inso-
much that, when the blanket came off,
fhe had reached the kicking point in
good earnest.
The removal of the blanket disclosed
a sore on Bullets backbone that SEEM
ed to have defied all medical skill. 1t
measured six full inches in length and
four in breadth, and had as many feat
ures as Bullet had motions. Ny heart
sickened at the sight; and I felt tina.
the brute who had been riding him in
that situation deserved the halter.
The prevailing feeling, however, was
that of mirth. The laugh became loud
and general at the old mans expense,
and rustic witticisms were literally
bestowed upon him and his late pur-
chase. These Blossom continued to
provoke by various remarks. He asked
the old man IF he thought Bullet
would let five dollars lie on his back"
He declared most seriously that he
had owned that horse three months,
and had never discovered before that
he had a sore back, "or he never
should have thought of trading him, "
etc, etc.
The old man bore 1t all with the
most philosophic composure. He
evinced no establishment at his late
discovery, and made no replies. But
his son Neddy had not disciplined his
feelings quite so we'll. His eyes opened
wider and wider from the first to the
last pull Of the blanket, and when the
whole sore burst upon his view, aston
ishment and fright seemed to contend
for the mastery Of his countenance.
AS the blanket disappeared, he stuck
his hand in his breeches pockets, heav-
ed a deep sigh, and lapsed into a pro-
found reverie, from which he was only
reused by the cuts at his father. He
bore them as long as he could; and,
when he could contain himself no lon
ger, he began, with a peculiar interest
to what he uttered: His backs mighty
bad off; but dod drot my soul If he's
has, for old Kits both blind and def,
I'll be dod drot If he ein't!'
THE devil he Isl" said Blossom.
"Yes, dod drot my soul If he ein't!
You walk him, and see If he ein't. His
eyes don't look like It,; but he'd jist
as leve go agin the house with you, or
in ditch, as anyhow. Now you go try
him." The laugh was now turned on
Blossom, and many rushed to test the
fidelity of the little boys report. A few
Experiments established its truth be-
yond controversy.
"Neddy," said the old man, "you
oughtnt to try and make people dis
contented with their things. Stranger
don't mind what the little boy says
If you can only get Kit rid of them lit
tie failings you'll find him all sorts OF
a horse. You are a leetle the best man
at a horse swap that ever l got hold
Of; but don't fool away Kit. Come
Neddy my son, let's be moving; the
stranger seems to be getting snap
pish." HALL.
No HEAVEN For HIM.-The oppor-
tunity to speak out in meetin'" was
never more eagerly grasped than by
q Voungster of five, saws the Chicago