The Pulaskian., 1918-08-30
PULASKI

and l never missed a feed nor water
l also had a good stable to stay in our
of the cold, disagreeable snow, but
was barefooted. It's many day since
l have been properly shod, so | knoN
my days of usefulness are over and
am not paid wages, but my fond
and shelter is furnished me as char
ity. Spring comes at last and ami
put to work pulling the plow, oh
surely l will get shoes now. No,
break the land, | pull the pillow
through the young corn, cotton, peas
and other crops, but no shoes for me.
Yet | will have corn to eat another
winter, surely | have earned my keep.
Then the rains failed to fall and the
corn and other crops have withered
and I will lose my wages, for there is
nothing much but a little fodder to
show for my hard spring and sum-
mer's work.
Yesterday my kind old master led
me out and | wondered what for until
/ arrived at the shop and the black
smith began to fit shoes to my feer.
You can just bet I did everything he
asked me to and helped in that way
all l could Says l to myself says I.
"Old Morgan is good for something
yet" and when I started home | lifted
my feet high and walked as proud
and frisky as any two years old colt
ever did in his first pair of new
shoes.
This morning master hitched me
up to the light wagon and mistress
and he both got into it and you should
have seen how | moved off. Oh, you
should have heard the ring of those
new shoes as they struck fire out of
the rocks. No wedding hell eve'
rang as sweet to human ears as those
sounds did to me. | wanted to run,
but master held me back. Though [
could not run | walked so fast master
and mistress were both afraid I
would tear the wagon to pieces. All,
those good new shoes Blacksmiths
have not forgotten how to make them
and Uncle Sam can still spare little
iron for faithful old horse notwith-
standing his anxiety to throw it 1T
Kaiser Bill
At Dug Hill I was turned out of
the road | was used to travelling and
turned east along railroad. Soon
we came to Wye and learned that i
was to travel over the new road the
Pea Pod man has been writing about.
Well, a new road il needed for the
old road from Dug Hill to the Cross
Roads is about the worse one ever
and | know what a road is. Before
we got started down the hill from Wye
I saw and smelt the tracks of the Pea
Pod man and did my best to catch up
with him for l wanted him to tell the
folks about my new shoes and that
the old road was rough and rocky
those Wye folks had cut new roai
to one side and it felt good even to
my feet with my new shoes on. At
other places where there were bends
in the road they had Strengthened It
and again at bad hill they had les
scned the grade and piled lots Of
rocks to the lower side of the roa /
and put nice fresh dirt above them.
All, old Morgan is still appreciated by
the boys! Was there ever horse
SO honored before. Where was there
ever a little old tin automobile shown
such honors? Finally, following the
scent of the Pea Pod mans tracks ]
came to where they stopped, and
where do you think it was? 1t was at
my young masters, Cas- Harrison 5,
who used to pillow and ride me in the
long ago First his kind wife came
out and followed to him that / was
there, then he came and watered and
fed me- Oh the wonderful new shoes
that brought me here; and the Pea
Pod man was there and promised he
would put my story in The Pulaskian.
Next day we went to Little Rock, my
master and my. young master. We
passed the Pea Pod man before din
shoes rang on Prothro's gravel roaG.
Say, that man Prothro must be the
best road overseer in Pulaski county,
for he has the incest graveled roads
and he made them with the free la
Dor and the districts road fund, while
others have not got as good roads,
even with the county sending her con-
victs and spending thousands of dol
lars on them.
Well, I proudly pulled my load into
Little Rock and tried to pass every
auto going my way, but master held
me back Say, what's got the matter
with the Little Rock people? Are
they all busted? None of them are
riding in nice carriages drawn by
pretty sleek horses like they used to,
but nearly all ride in smoky tin wag-
ons. If master would let me I, with
my new shoes on, would show those