, looking very much tickled. 'We need the
money and we ain't turning nobody away. The horse has reached town and
will be brought around to-morrow morning; so you make it a point to be
on hand to let it and the handler in.'
"I was around bright and early on Sunday morning, and along comes the
horse. He was got up in the swellest horse stuff I ever saw--beaded
blankets of plush and silk, with his name embroidered on them, and all
that kind of goods. The handler was a husky with one lamp and a bad one
at that.
"'Where do I put him?' says he.
"'On the top floor,' says I. 'We've got planks on the stairs and a
rigging fixed to haul him up by.'
"When we got him safely landed and the glad coverings off, I looked him
over.
"'His intellect must sort of tell on him, don't it?' asks I.
"'Why, he is some under weight,' says the fellow in charge.
"'He don't look over-bright to me,' I goes on.
"'He never does on Sundays,' the husky comes back. 'It's sort of an off
day with him.'
"Then I went out to lunch and stayed about two hours; when I got back I
found a gang of cops and things buzzing all over the place.
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