264 THE horse's rescue. 



tlie first object I saw in the form of s^ human being 

 was one man who had another poor, drunken man by the 

 nape of the neck, kicking him ahnost to death. There 

 were two or three old stores. The first thing I did 

 was to look and see where all of those bills were put 

 up. I looked .this town all over, and no bills could I 

 find. I walked-in the hotel, and inquired for and about 

 my veterinary friend. They told me where he lived. 

 I, with satchel in band, walked up to his house. He 

 sat on the verandah, tipped back in a chair, reading the 

 news of the day. He seemed surprised to see me. I 

 accosted him in this way: ''The bills are not up, I 

 see. How is this ?" 



" Well, I showed them some. They did not be- 

 lieve anything in it. They said it was a damn hum- 

 bug." 



" Then you hav not secured any hall to lecture in ?'' 



*'No." 



"Did you think they Vvould believe it could be 

 done? This is just what our business is to teach 

 them these principles, truths, and facts." 



I soon saw this man was of no use to me. He was 

 entirely too weak in the knees and garret. Golly ! 

 this ia a hard battle to fight alone. I am not going to 

 leaye this town without giving them a brush. I am 

 going to lecture in this town on the horse if there is 

 not one man to listen. I am going to look this town 

 over. I will get up some kind of a racket. 



I walked up to what they called a livery stable. ' 

 There sat the proprietor on some rubbish. Pieces of 

 old wagons, harness, and old boards were all over the 

 floor. He sat with both elbows on hi* knees, his chin 



