90 HARK FORRARD! 



' How was that ? Did he try to stick yoa 

 with a screw ? ' 



' It was like this. He showed me quite a 

 nice fourteen stone horse : he asked me to ride 

 him over some rails. I did. He fenced beau- 

 tifully, his legs and feet were of the best ; in 

 fact he was all a nice horse, six years old, but 

 his teeth were frightfully worn. He had a fair 

 six-year-old mouth by his corner teeth, but his 

 front ones were worn down terribly. I asked 

 him if he was a crib-biter ; he looked a mixture 

 of puzzled and innocent, and said, '' Never heard 

 of no crib-bit in'. What is that ? " I explained 

 it, and he said, " No, I reckon they don't never 

 do that in America." I then asked him the 

 price. '' Two hundred dollars," said he. I bid 

 him one hundred dollars, but he said that one 

 hundred and seventy-five was the lowest he 

 would take. I got on again and had another 

 ride ; he was a real nice horse to ride. How- 

 ever, the owner stuck to one hundred and 

 seventy-five dollars. I bid him one hundred 

 and twenty-five, but not an inch would he 



