A Connecticut Township. 109 



" ' Twenty-five/ says he. 



" ' Six,' says I. 



" ' Give me eight and take him,' says he. 



" So I give him eight and had three 

 dollars left in my pocket. Made it burnin' 

 charcoal summer before, and was lookin' 

 fer a chance to speckerlate, never thinkin' 

 't would come unexpected like that. Well, 

 when I got down the road I pried out that 

 'ere cheat-us and got the hoss aboard the 

 schooner and got him up here, and from 

 that start I 've been tradin' and tradin' 

 and I Ve had lots of hosses and waggins 

 and harnesses, besides a purty good livin'.' 



" Ever get any bad horses, Jim ?" 



" Bad uns? Why, no, not r-e-e-1 bad." 



" How did the dashboard get knocked 

 out of the buggy up at the house ?" 



" Kicked out, I s'pose !" 



"Bad horse?" 



" No ; not r-e-e-1 bad ! Can't remem- 

 ber jest which one it was. Long time 

 ago." 



" What did you feed the horse, on board 

 the schooner?" 



"Hay!" 



