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

compare sights to sounds, should say
its settling was more like the note OF
locust than anything else in nature.
Either from native sprightliness OF
disposition, from uncomfortable activ-
ity, or from an unconquerable habit OF
removing flies by the stamping Of the
feet, Bullet never stood still, but al
ways kept up gentle fiy-scarins
movement Of his limbs, which was Pc
culiarly interesting.
II tell you, man." proceeded the Yel-
low Blossom, hes the best live hoss
that ever trod the grit Of Georgia. Bob
Smart knows the hoss. Come here,
Bob, and mount this hoss, and show
Bullets motions" Here Bullet brfstled
up, and looked as If he had been hunt
ing for Bob all day long, and had just
found him Bob sprang on his back.
Boo oo-o ool" said Bob, with fiutter-
ing noise OF the lips, and away went
Bullet as II in quarter race, with all
his beauties spread in handsome style.
"Now fetch him back" said Blossom.
Bullet turned and came in pretty much
as he went out.
"Now trot him by" Bullet reduced
his tail to customary, sided to the
right and left airily, and exhibited at
least three varieties of trot In the
short space Of fifty yards.
Make him pace!" Bob commenced
twitching the bzridle and kicking at
the same time. These inconsist-
ent movements obviously (and most
naturally disconnected Bullet for
It was impossible for him to learn
from them whether he was to
proceed or stand still. He started
to trot, and was told that wouldn't do.
He attempted canter, and was check
ed again. He stopped, and was urged
to go on. Bullet now rushed into the
wide field Of experiment, and struck
out gait of his own that completely
turned the tables upon his rider, and
certainly deserved a patent. 1t seemed
to have derived its elements from the
jig, the minuet, and the cotillon. If
1t was not a pace, 1t certainly had pace
in 1t, and no man would venture to
call 1t anything else; so 1t passed of
to the satisfaction of the owner.
Walk him!" Bullet was now at
home again, and he walked as IL mon
ey were staked on k'm.
The stranger, whose name / after
wards learned was Peter Ketch, hav-
ing examined Bullet to his hearts con-
tent, ordered his son Neddy to go and
bring up Kit. Neddy soon appeared
upon Kit, a we'll formed sorrel of the
middle size, and In good order. His
tout-ensemble threw Bullet entirely in
the shade, though a glance was sufi-
cient to satisfy any one that Bullet had
the decided advantage of him in point
of intellect.
why, man." said Blossom, do you
bring such hoss as that to trade for
Bullet? Oh, see, you've no notion of
tradingi"
Ride him off, Neddy!" said Peter.
Kit put off at a handsome lope.
"Trot him back!" Kit came in at a
long. sweeping trot, and stopped sud-
denly at the crowd.
WELL" said Blossom, "let me look at
him; maybe he'll do to plough"
Examine him." said Peter, taking
hold Of the bride close to the mouth;
hes nothing but tacky. He amt as
pretty a horse as Bullet, know, but
he'll do. Start 'em together for hun
dred and fifty mile, and IL Kit amt
twenty mile ahead Of him at the COM
ing out, any man may take Kit for
nothing. But he's a monstrous mean
horse, gentlemen; any man may see
that. He's the scariest horse, too, you
ever saw. He won't do to hunt on, no
how. Stranger, will you let Neddy
have your rife to shoot off him? Lay
the rifle between his ears, Neddy, and
shoot at the blaze in that stump. Tell
me when his head is high enough"
Ned fired and hit the blaze, and Kit
did not move a hairs breadth.
"Neddy, take a couple Of sticks, and
beat on that hogshead at Kits tall"
Ned made a tremendous rattling, al
which Bullet took fright, broke his bri-
die, and dashed off in grand style, and
would have stopped all further nego-
tiations by going home in disgust had
not a traveller arrested him and
brought him back; but Kit did not
move.
81 tell you, gentlemen" continued
Peter, hes the scariest horse you ever
saw. He amt as gentle as Bullet, but
he won't do any harm If you watch
him. Shall put him in cart, gig, OF
wagon for you, stranger? He'll cut
the same capers there he does here
He's a monstrous mean horse"
During all this time Blossom was ex-
amining him with the incest scrutiny
Having examined his frame and limbs
he now looked at his eyes.
He's got a curious look out of his
eyes," said Blossom.
"Oh yes, sir" said Peter, Just as
blind as a bat Blind horses always
have clear eyes. Make a motion al
his eyes, If you please, sir"
Blossom did so, and Kit threw up his
head rather as If something pricke6
him under the chin than as If fearing
blow Blossom repeated the expert
ment and Kit jerked back in consid-
cradle astonishment.
Stone blind, you see, gentlemen
proceeded Peter; but he's just as gooo
to travel Of a dark night as II he haC
eyes"
Blame my buttons" said Blossom
IF like them eyes!"
NO" said Peter, nor I neither. Pc
rather have 'em made Of diamonds
but they'll do-if they don't show as
much white as Bullets"
Well" said Blossom, make a pass
at me-"
NO" said Peter you made the ban
ter now make your pass"
well, Pm never afraid to price my
hosses You must give me twenty five
dollars boot"