it makes me most die to think of him but i
dont feel mutch like laffin. well when we got to Elliott street we were
ahead of them and then the driver began to pull up his horses becaus all
the people was yelling and waving there hats like time. well lady Clara
was breething so she sounded like a big sawmill saw, and when we tride
to stop her she woodent stop so we all tride together but we coodent
pull her in a mite she had her tail sticking rite up in the air and the
more we pulled the faster she went, when we went thru the square Fatty
holered to run her over string brige and up factory hill so we cood stop
her, and we pulled as hard as we cood but when she came to the corner
she tirned around into Water street and over went the wagon and we came
out jest fluking. well we want hurt mutch and we run after her as fast
as we cood. we found pieces of the wagon and harnes all over the street
and when we got to the barn she was there all rite. lots of people came
to see about it, but when they found that nobody was hurt they went
away. they wasent ennything of the harnes left but the bridle and the
wagon was everywhere along the street. Well when father came home
somebody had told him about it and he made me tell him all about it,
where we got her and how we fed her and everything, and when i told him
about the hay i thought he was going to lick time out of me he was so
mad, and he said he never knowed i cood steal, and i said i only hooked
it and he said what is the diference and i said stealing is taking
sumthing that you know belongs to sumbody else, and hooking is taking
sumthing that belongs to you and sumbody else wont let you have.
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