HE GOT SOMETHING FRISKY.
“Got something frisky?” he asked, as ha walked into a livery stable and called for a saddle horse; “ something that will prance about lively and wake a fellow out of his lethargy ? I used to ride the trick mule in a circus, an’ I reckon I can back anything that wears hair.” They brought him out a calico-colored beast with a vicious eye, and 'he mounted it and dashed off. Before he had gone two blocks the animal bucked, crashed through a high fence, and plunged into a cellar, tossing his rider over the top of an adjacent woodshed, and landing him on the ragged edge of a lawn-mower. They bore him home, straightened him out, and three surgeons came in and reduced his dislocation and plastered him up with raw beef. A few weeks later he called at tha stable and said, if they had a gentle saw-horse with an affectionate disposition, a bridle with a curb bit and martingale, and a saddle with two horns and a crupper to it, he believed he would go up in the haymow and gallop around a little where it was soft, and it wouldn’t hurt him if he went to sleep and fell off, as he did the other day.
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Globe, Volume XXII, Issue 1905, 2 April 1880, Page 2
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