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some to the cheese factory, and selling it. The birds 

 were singing, the street cars were making extra trips. 

 They left Horseheads every fifteen minutes for El- 

 mira ; the same coming to Horseheads. It was a sorry 

 day for these poor, crippled, and deformed horses. 

 Street cars off the track; men jerking the horses on 

 the mouthy jamming them back, yelling, ''Whoa, 

 damn you!" every half-minute, the horses at the time 

 standing as still as they could. Some had all they 

 coald do to stand, and were almost ready to fall over 

 backward. Some, unable to stand, did fall, and yet 

 they were obliged to do extra labor on this day called 

 Sunday. It did seem to me they were all let loose on 

 these poor horses this day. Some of them were run 

 from morning until morning again. 



There was all kinds of music, pianos, organs, vio- 

 lins, and I actually heard roosters crow, on this day, 

 on the backside of my lot. I saw the water run in 

 the creek. I did not see it stop and pile up in heaps. 

 There were fish in this water, and they were constantly 

 in motion. 



Reader, when I bought this place I intended to or- 

 nament up this ground and fix up a pleasant home. 

 There was a large, lively stream of living, sparkling 

 water on the backside. When I bought this property 

 I thought it was in a sightly place. In this I was not 

 disappointed. I could see too much, and the sights 

 did not suit me. I saw too much cruelty and abuse 

 practiced on the helpless horse, and it made a hell for 

 me. I gave up fixing up the place, and this was the 

 cause of my moving. 



On the day following this red-hot day of abusing 



