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&quot; They re gittin a fancy for bigger bosses.&quot; 



Silence. 



&quot; Put that pony to a heavy cart, and he wouldn t 

 do nothin .&quot; 



&quot; You are mistaken ; he s a capital cart-horse.&quot; 



&quot; Well, I don t say but what he d be handy with 

 a lightish load. Don t call him spavined, do ye ? &quot; 



&quot; No, perfectly sound.&quot; 



&quot; That looks kinder like a spavin &quot; rubbing his 

 off hind leg. 



&quot; An t much of a hoss doctor, be ye ? &quot; 



&quot; Not much.&quot; 



&quot; Don t kick, dooz he ? &quot; 



&quot; No.&quot; 



&quot; Them little Kanucks is apt to kick.&quot; 



Silence, and an impatient movement, which I 

 work off by pulling out my watch. 



&quot; What time o day s got to be ? &quot; 



&quot; Eleven.&quot; 



&quot; Thunder ! I must be a goin ; should like to 

 trade, Squire, but I guess we can t agree. I s pose 

 you d be askin as much as sixty or seventy dol 

 lars for that are hoss wouldn t ye ? &quot; 



&quot; A hundred dollars is the price, and I gave fifty 

 more.&quot; 



&quot; Don t say ! Gave a thundering sight too much. 

 Squire.&quot; 



