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days. Sundays with me part of the day was spent 

 fixing up my patients, the horses, making them as com- 

 fortable as I could. The shop I did not work in in 

 this place ; they would not bring any work on that 

 day, so I got a little rest working in my garden, which 

 is no labor to me ; it is enjoyment. I could enjoy my- 

 self hoeing and weeding in my garden on this day as 

 well as anything I could do, if it had not been for this 

 panorama that was constantly passing ; that destroyed 

 all. It was very annoying to me. Of all the damned 

 sights I ever saw, these are the worst to me. I use 

 the word " damned " because it suits me the best to 

 convey my feelings. Damned means condemned, and, 

 if somebody does not get damned for abusing tliese 

 horses, neither of these two words has any meaning at 

 all. I think the damning should rest on the cause. 



What kind of compositions these poor, duped speci" 

 mens of humanity had been taking into their stomachs 

 I know not ; they did not seem to know what they 

 were doing, neither did they seem to see where they 

 were steering to. These are fit subjects to have the 

 horse! If these horses were balanced in the center 

 and limber there would be some brains spilt. One 

 cripple sailed past my house, after crossing and recross- 

 ing this track. He was quite a sailer, for a three- 

 legged horse, for one was not of much use except to 

 keep him from tipping over. I told my wife, '"There 

 will be a shipwreck soon ; that craft cannot sail long in 

 this course without one." In a few days, not far froni 

 my house, this wreck took place. The driver had been 

 helped into his wagon ; up-town he went, steam all 

 up, and no regulator. This two-legged, perpendicular 



