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Harte, Bret, 1836-1902

"Condensed Novels: New Burlesques"

' The next day I took the hoss to Jonesville;
Lummox was right: he wasn't FAST, but, jest as I expected, he made
a sensation! Folks crowded round him whenever I stopped; wimmin
followed him and children cried for him. I could hev sold him for
three hundred without leavin' town! 'So ye call him Pegasus,' sez
Doc Smith, grinnin'; 'I didn't known ye was subject to the divine
afflatus, Dan'l.' 'I don' offen hev it,' sez I, 'but when I do I
find a little straight gin does me good.' 'So did Byron,' sez he,
chucklin'. But even if I had called him 'Beelzebub' the hull town
would hev bin jest as crazy over him. Well, as it was comin' on to
rain I started jest after sundown for home. But it came ter blow,
an' ter pour cats and dogs, an' I was nigh washed out o' the buggy,
besides losin' my way and gettin' inter ditches and puddles, and I
hed to stop at Staples' Half-Way House and put up for the night.
In the mornin' I riz up early and goes into the stable yard, and
the first thing I sees was the 'ostler. 'I hope ye giv' my hoss a
good scrub down,' I sez, 'as I told ye, for his color is that
delicate the smallest spot shows. It's a very rare color for a
hoss.' 'I was hopin' it might be,' sez he. I was a little huffed
at that, and I sez: 'It's considered a very beautiful color.'
'Mebbe it is,' sez he, 'but I never cared much for fireworks.


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