The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1913-07-31
THE RACING
PARSON
BY M. QUAD
Copyright. 1913, by Associated Lit.
erary Press

MS NeIuHuu sihohihs Ills pipe stranger
driving horse aud buggy came along
Just opposite the house the horse sud.
denly halted and refused to go on.
Seems TO be trouble here" said
Moses as he walked down to the gate
IL should say there was!' exclaimed
but if you'll lend ME an ak III cave
his head In"
Had him long. stranger?' was asked
About three weeks. and this is the
third time he has baked on me- Say.
now
Purity good lookin' hoss," said Farm
er Barrows after he had looked him
over "Where'd you get him?"
Traded with Teller"
"Mebbe we can swop. I've got O
boss that
Then trot him out. I'll trade YOU
even up for anything with hide and
hoofs.'
The exchange was made without
further words. and the stranger drove
Off Farmer Barrows had said that
there was n cause for horse baking
1t is generally understood that 1t is In
his training.
The new owner began to practice
system OF kindness. The horse did not
get harsh word and was asked to do
only light work. In the course of
couple of weeks his sullenness had
quite vanished. and he was hitched to
buggy to be driven to town. He
took about twenty-eight steps and then
stopped. He expected to hear swear
ing and to feel the whip. but nothing
of the sort followed. He was given a
lump Of sugar and patted on the back
as a reward of merit.
The next day he was hitched up
again. This time he took hundred
steps before baking. No swearing nor
whipping. More sugar and more pet
ting. Farmer Barrows even sung the
first verse of the Sweet BY and By"
into his left ear. So 1t went every day
for week. and the farmer then said
to his wife
THAT boss is all right now and will
give no more trouble"
81 hope not"
IL have always contended that kind
ness would do it, and here's a plain
case of II. | shan't have Il mite of trou-
BILE driving to town and back"
On the road to the village and half
mile from Farmer Barrows' house the
highway crossed swamp by narrow
corduroy road. Only one vehicle could
/ at n tin1n n distance of forty
rods. The new horse ambled along
as If it We're n JOY to live until he
reached the middle of the causeway,
and then he stopped as suddenly as II
hit by bullet.
by thunderl" exclaimed Farmer
| Barrows.
He gave the horse five minutes and
then asked him to please go on.
No use.
Then he descended and gave the AMI
nal lump of sugar and toyed with
his ear and asked him as n personal
favor to resume his amble. Not
! resume; not an amble.
Travellers came up and stopped at
either end of the blocked highway and
called out:
SAY, you. what in thunder is the
matter?"
Horse has baked on me-"
Farmer BarrOws used the whip light
ly. apologizing to the horse ut the same
time. No good He moved his coat
and vest spat on his hands and was
preparing to give that horse the lick
ing of his life when the parson of his
church drove up with:
Hello. Brother Barrows. What's
the matterY'
ITS this Internal horse! He baked
with met"
The parson got down and gave the
new horse II looking over and said:
Brother Barrows. you've got sulky
at home, haven't your
Eyes"
'Come on back and hitch that horse
to the sulky. think i know what ails
him.
Cant ! kill him frst?"
"No-come right along"
you'll never get him ten feet"
The parsOn mounted the sulky as II
he had been there before. and the
horse cheerfully started off at a good
trot
n traveller came along with a good
trotter and attempted to pass, but was
left In the dust In great shape. The
parson overlook two or three well
known steppers and beat them to i
handsomely.
well, how many times did he bali
on you?" the farmer asked as the rih
came back.
brother Barrows, you are gooc
man. but you have no eye for horses
smiled the parson.
How do you mean?"
You've been treating this animal nj
II he were plug Of horse and there
by humilinting him.
but amt he a plug?"
MY dear brother. he can go a mile
In 2;3O this very day"
"iou-you mean
The parson nodded his head.
but I'm church member and can
even 60 to races"
The parson advanced and laid hand
on his shoulder and whispered In hi
ear:
. Horse raciuC ia very very wicked