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viously. The reunion was a happy one in many re- 

 spects. Not many so-called horse-trainers feel safe 

 always in revisiting scenes of former pretended vic- 

 tories; but I have been to many the second and third 

 time, only to find friends. 



At Norristown, Pa., on the old circus lot, I made 

 much fun during three evenings, for the Germans, 

 who crowded my exhibitions, and were greatly in- 

 terested in anything pertaining to horses, of which 

 they had any quantity of fine, noble fellows, kept in 

 large stone barns, better, if anything, than the houses 

 in which their owners lived. At Bethlehem, back of 

 the old Sun Hotel, I did a good business. Here I be- 

 came acquainted with Mr. Frank Williams, a young 

 artist, who afterwards travelled a year with me, de- 

 lineating by pictures my methods, etc. 



At Easton, Pa., two and a half miles from the vil- 

 lage, at Forrest-house groves, out in the woods, I 

 drew from two to three thousand listeners each even- 

 ing. Here I had the assistance of Mr. W. H. Hall, 

 better known as " Buckskin Sam." The following 

 item may be of interest to many of the readers of my 

 book: 



"Easton, Pa. 

 "To Whom it May Concern: 



" I, the undersigned, do most cheerfully recommend 

 Professor Oscar R. Gleason as the greatest and most 

 successful horse educator and trainer I have ever met, 

 from the following facts: I am the owner of a spirited 

 sorrel horse, seven years of age. About one year ago 

 he became frightened at my top-buggy and ran away 

 while I was turning down the top. I have since been 

 unable to drive him without blinds on the bridle. 

 About one month ago he became frightened at an 

 umbrella, and from the effects of which he was hardly 



