144 THE horse's rescue. 



is the first time I have seen Jack to-da3\ He has got 

 his sorrel trotter and American Star stallion together. 

 Star takes the outside track ; the mare is a good trot- 

 ter , see them sail. The mare is running nearly her 

 best, and Star trots. Not a break, no whipping, no 

 jerking around ; thej go several times. Jack swinging 

 his hat over his head. Star is the most natural horse 

 I have seen in the Chemung valley, and Jack knows 

 how to keep him so. He does not drive him to death. 



Jack stopped at the stand and blew his bugle and 

 laughed at them some and drove off. He does not 

 trot his horses for money, and does not keep his horses' 

 shoes on. This horse I shod for this surprise for 

 Jack, a few days before this great horse show^ : and as 

 soon as the horse got home I went, or Jack came and 

 got me, and off came Star's shoes. He stood on the 

 ground floor. 



Jack was a great talker, and I tried to beat him talk- 

 ing. When we got together you could hear some of 

 the loudest horse talk you ever heard, because we 

 tried to talk each other down ; and each had to raise 

 his voice a little at every word, and it would get to a 

 veil. Jack could beat me talkins:. Jack told me all 

 the objection he had to me was, I talked too much ; 

 and that was all of the fault with him, but I could 

 beat him balancing horses. 



Let us look at this tirade of cripples going home 

 from the fair. Tirade is a proper word to use, for some 

 of these horses were tied upon their feet, and in many 

 ways caused by bad shoeing and ironing their feet, and 

 some had two sets of hoofs in growth. Of all the 

 sights a man ever saw this capped the climax. I have 



