The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-07-31
Warrington Trading Alley
Lziuely Place on Saturday
. As HOrsemen Swap For Fun

Etc =,
Bfok en-DoWn Animals Are
Made to#Act Like Frisky
colts Again.
sIASNNINGToN. July s1-There'
@as6a pie.bald roam with tins-
hone all around "a slat-stded gray
Z M In%1872 #orthereabouts;3a wind
bT6k en- spawned animal OF non
. teseEipt brown that carried hiscleft
hind foot like a German doing the,
3sgoosestep and one mouse colored
IS tSaSsway-backcd saddle shoss tina:
sff9ssd This hind legs. along like
year old boy trying out ms
firsS pair of roller skates Forty
nth grs3 IN all stages of distress stooG
I'LL ched or splashed through the liz
S tIsSssfaKe of mud in Mannington's S.
tra;ifrl alley as their riders dis.
played each brute's particular mer-
tor d emerits, as the Case might
I be
IA ding Alley..'1 to Mannington.i
aS remnant of days long since
4 past:ss one of the few OLD time III =
.ftutionsI shat have withstood the.
arch Of progress. Each week on
satu.dav the gathering OF the clan
5sbsgins in early morning and con-
ST atinueS all day long. Lucky. indeed.
Eie man who does not have TO
gslk and lead on the way back
st3EGfe at evening
vacant lo;. long and narrow.
eD behind al row Of buildings;
Nd ozens OF horses. milling around
ssssSss and around: .hoa;:se shouts of men
sE2s=4aada curses: OUTLAWS and sells
sss Slss E anu senent: coarse jokes-that s
Trading Alley.
rot anythm up to-day. ST?
shouts one.
81 hin today. Ben
y Nov a ride, on q flea-bittenni,
Ia sosroi5 comes hippety-pop down the
f @aeis o4pu!l up with loud Hon
sbeso-eS another rider.
s. OWL you trade for coed;
S. hos he asks. leaning forward
q. $11cm Der two looks the sor-
eel over sharply. and Gruats;
Cstnnle ten bucks. throw in that
saadls and this is you, \ oss.
AIM no real estate deal. .
sssssnapss the owner of the so:rel. Its,
ia !hoss trade.
gnt be if ia trad ,;'and ava
SSssrs-at5 the. other to trade later with
GsIaa owner of little. sway-bacSed
IA teI.ow riding a big. Tangy black
fhaIFffad seen many better days gal
loped clumsily up and ranged
ssaiongstde the sorrel
.ook our.., someone shouted.
ssssfsss ssIiabIe Ito gouse hsseis WITH
theS othe:: neel!'
OWrer of the black looked the,
sso:rel over and bawled:
ow YOU say
Come along. an' VEL talk it
ssSss,.. ested the sorrel's rider,
kSlyfId Euts spurs to his hos
- The black tried nightly to keep
e!k,1p HIT the mudhole broadside,
g PLANTED both hind feet sqnareiS
asi1ToI1fs DO h front hooks. and did the
ssnretiest .ftsh-bacll ever seen. He.
"a and ed eight feet away with all four
SSSsisgs8 spread like guy wires, his rid
hanging by one leg.
he crowd roared and the sorrel
with his rider disappeared around
the corner.
the blacks 1ider got his mount
eecureIv5 on his balance again and
,sgnide ed the poor beast out TO one
side where he could examine the
ANNA s feet.
ssaDads blame me if that skunk
q "a lirf trade me the worst case OF
sxsyin ever sect" he snorted.
i ..ss'Where's. he at?''
Horses that have carried father,
= son and grandson We're ranged
saIongside fat, glossy, Fowler Solu
ionS5sl four-year-olds" staid old
farm Il horses dreamed in the sun
light uEsfe men discussed their
;sssssfaultsAlsAnd advantages. Scared.
manned, crippled. windbroken.
aged, worl-broken animals went
FSs patiently through their PAGES while
men bartered them for gain.
willing, weak creatures struggled
pitifulIy to initiate the graceful car
riage of earlier years-and failed.
s The whip was their only reward
slender, scrawney necks that had
s once been satiny bows of pride and
Il spirit were made to arch again by
! B sffa% excruciating bit, and crippled
i@sold feet were made to run and pace
AESand trot and wheel while spurs or
whip urged on.
HeEses that groaned and swayeo
viii ~ mounted were traded for
~ horsS whose skin alone seemed to
hold their bones together. They
Sghad 9each performed their work be
IS hind the pillow, the wagon, the car
triage under the saddle;- and now
the old, broken remnants We're
:Tea Ming the reward OF service.
Man's supremacy is truly wonder
ASSS full thing!
sa.IIow'l you trade, Johnny"
~ shouted Bill as he rode up. He
reached over and looked in the
mouth of Johnny's horse.
i"Eow,1l you trade. Don't tell
ayerybody. Tell me. Come on, how
much you want. johnny"