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and yet it does not add to your knowledge. When I 

 work on horses my clothes do not please some, and yet 

 I wear them all days. These horse needed my care. 

 All days and nights I wore a strong pair of pants, a 

 heavy woolen shirt. Suspenders I never could get to 

 hold a horse ; pants with patches on the legs, three or 

 four on top of each other, and if some were leather it 

 is all the better; then a stout leather apron over all. 

 It does save your knees and legs some. And yet with 

 all this protection I have hud all stripped oS. clear to 

 the floor, and some skin with it ; cords laid bare on my 

 legs ; suspenders broken ; buttons nearly off, and pants 

 too. In a shipwreck like this I usually used to use 

 horse nails for suspender buttons. Sometimes I used 

 them^ for weeks ; they would hold better. When I 

 wanted some slock, or five cent's worth of tobacco, I 

 did not take these nails out or change my clothes, or 

 wash. I walked in all places of business through the 

 day, and night too. My business was woiking on the 

 horse all hours, and I must be harnessed for it, and it 

 has been so for forty-one years. I was slovenly and 

 smelt bad, the result of wiping manure off of others' 

 horses on myself and clothes daily that they should 

 have cleaned off themselves. I have cleaned hun- 

 dreds and thousands of horses in this way befoi-e I got 

 them shod, and when the horse left the shop he would 

 be cleaner than he would be again from that time un- 

 til he came to be shod again. -Sometimes I would 

 clean eight or ten in one day, and have the most of 

 this filth and stench on myself or clothes, and be 

 obliged to breathe and smell it all of the time. My 

 God ! it is a great wonder I have not been stunk to 



