CHEATING THE CABHORSE.
Mr F , Clerk of the Crown for Limerick, was over 6ft high and stout in proportion. He was the dread of the cabmen, and if their horses could have spoken, they would have blessed him.
One day when driving in the outlets of Dublin, they came to a long and steep hill. Cabby got down, and walking alongside the cab, looked significantly in at the windows. 1 His honor’ knew very well what he meant; but the day was hot, and he was lazy and fat, and had no notion of taking the hint and getting out to ease the horse while ‘larding the lean earth’ himself: At last Paddy changed his tactics. Making a rush at the cab, he suddenly opened the door, and then slammed it to with a tremendous bang. ‘ What’s that for P’ roared Mr P , startled at the man’s violence and the loud report. ‘Whist, yer honrr! Don’t say a word!’ whispered Paddy, putting his finger on his lips. ‘ But what do you mean, sirrah ?' cried the fare.
‘ Arrah, can’t yo hush, sir ? Spake low now—do. Sure, ’tie letting on I am to the little mare that your honor’s got out to walk. Don’t let her hear you, and the craythur ’ll have more heart to face the hill if she thinks you’re not inside, and that ’tis only the cab that’s throubling her.’ Chambers.
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Globe, Volume XX, Issue 1381, 19 July 1878, Page 3
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