The Nevada County picayune. (Prescott, Ark.) 190?-current, 1920-11-18

and the way he could make them eat
out of his hand half an hour after
being formally introduced to them, was
sight worth going miles to see. He
always had immense crowds at his ex-
hibitions, and it seemed that his future
was assured. But one day he was
loafiing around a livery stable, just
because he liked the atmosphere of
the place, and an old weary hack
horse reached out long, crooked limb,
handed him one with it, and broke his
leg
"he had to go to a hospital for a
while, and when he came out, his oc-
cupatiou was gone. He was as good a
horse breaker as ever. bat people
wouldn't pay their hard-earned money
10 see the exploits of conquering
hero who had been manhandled by an
old hack horse. You must admit that
there was some Sardonic Intelligence
back of such a joke as that. If the
man had been hooked by COW, or run
over by traction engine, or chewed
up by an honest watchdog. it wouldn't
have hurt his renown and prestige.
But, no. A blamed old relic of horse
had to put him out of business.
"a long time ago, very important
case was tried in IN Irish court. The
people were greatly wrought UP over
il, amt the courtroom was crowded.
When it was announced that the jury
was ready with a verdict the judge
addressed the audience saying he
knew there was much feeling over tbs
case. but the hall of justice was no
place for display of it, and If there
was least sign of disturbance when
the verdict was made known. the gull
ty parties would be arrested
1.-THE jury brought in its verdict. and
the people heard il in silence, but just
| then whole doggOne gallery, with
about thousand people in 1t, came
crashing down, and the noise could
have been heard forty miles out at sea.
After the judges solemn warning
against a disturbance. the fall of that
| gallery has always seemed to me like
painful joke.
"A long time ago | was called upon
to address a crowd of voters on the
| living issues of the day, and framed
up a speech that would have been a
credit to any orator. ] swiped II from
Roscoe COnkling, and | have always
| insisted that he was one of the great
est of American speakers. The house
was full of refined and cultured peO-
pie and I was determined TO make the
| hit OF my life. I was just getting
warmed up to my work, when the
| lights went out, and the hall was
plunged in black darkness. There's
nothing makes a man feel more idiotic
| than to have the lights shut off at
! such time The women in the audi
ence were giggline, and the men haw-
having 1t seemed funny TO everybody
| but me.
"I thought | knew where the little
table was that held the pitcher of ice
water, and / moved toward it. and
fell over a chair, and nattened my
nose against the edge of a piece Of
scenery. When the lights were
| flashed on again, as suddenly ms they
went out, the audience behSd the
| silver tongued orator on his hands and
knees, climbing slowly to his feet, and
trying to mold his nose into its origl-
nal shape.
az never saw such a delirious crowd
| In my life. Some of the women
laughed themselves into Mysteries, and
| the fool men weren't much better.
| They never heard the balance of that
oratlon and the last part was the
best"