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Then when the departing riders were mere specks in the distance he stepped to Babe's head, reached his fingers up one of her nostrils, and pulled out the wadded sheepskin document. "A heap o' fellas call themselves hossmen that don't know about that little pocket in a hoss' nose," came his whimsical Mendocino drawl. "She could snort all day, but the pocket ain't connected with her nostrils."
Don't ask me any more.... No use talking, Frank, Solomon was a great man. Some time I hope to have a race hoss fit to be named after him. I've never seen one yet." "Where does Solomon get in on this proposition?" demanded the youth. Old Man Curry chuckled. "You don't read him," he said. "Solomon wrote a lot of advice that hossmen can use.
Is it a go? She don't say nothin' fur quite a while. 'I sees a dozen hossmen I knows over at the sale, I says. 'If you want recommends I can get any of 'em to come over 'n' speak to you about me. "'No, I feel that you are trustworthy, she says, 'n' goes to studyin' some more.
"'Where's this farm at? I says. "'Over in Franklin County, says Peewee. 'I'm goin' over want to go 'long? "'You're on, I says. 'I'm not particular who travels with me any more. "We gets off the train next mawnin' at a little burg called Goodloe, 'n' there's three or four niggers with three or four ratty-lookin' ole rigs to drive hossmen out to the sale.
Then to think that I, who prided myself on being one of the best hossmen in Morgan’s troop, should be thrown. Bah! it makes me sick,” and his face took on a look of disgust. “I warned you,” said Calhoun, “that that horse was up to tricks. When Fred gives that whistle he will unhorse any rider who is on his back.
"Solomon was framin' up a system for hossmen, I reckon. 'A time to get and a time to lose. Only thing is, Solomon himself couldn't figure which was which with some of these rascals! Oh, Mose!" "Yessuh, boss! Comin'!" Jockey Moseby Jones emerged from the tackle-room, rubbing his eyes with one hand and tugging at his sweater with the other.
Den I said dis is no place for dis darkey, and I gits; dats what I does, and I corned along pretty fas' and I got wid de wagons, and pretty soon de hossmen ob de Sesh I b'leves dey calls 'em cabalry dey come on de run and burned up de wagons and slashed 'bout and cussed about de Yanks and swared about de niggers and skeered me out ob my breff.
I'm goin' out where I can get a full breath." He whirled on them at the door. "But you hark to what I'm predictin' to you! If you don't wish the devil had ye before you're done with that old balloon with a plug hat on it in your judges' stand, then I'll trot an exhibition half mile on my hands and knees against Star Pointer for a bag of oats. And I'm speakin' for all the hossmen in this county."
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