Uncle Dick and Lisa's Old Time Animal Tales

     The Meriden [Ct.] Republican tells this story: “One cold morning last week Dr. Wilson drove up to a house on Crown street, and left his horse without hitching it. The horse waited a few moments, and, his master not returning, he began to dance a double shuffle, presumably to get his feet warm. Finding this rather monotonous, he started up toward Olive street, keeping up a kind of Kentucky break-down. When he had gone several rods, he cramped the buggy back, and turned round as neatly as though guided by a skillful driver, and pranced back to the hitching post. Here he waited about five minutes, and then started toward Main street, going through several kinds of paces. Near the corner he stopped and turned round as skillfully as before, and frightened a boy who had tried to stop him, almost out of his wits, by pursuing said boy with open mouth and bent-back ears, as though his habit was to eat every small boy that he came across. He then continued his antics until he had reached the house where he had left, and, when Dr. Wilson came out, he was standing at the hitching post, as demurely as though he had never thought of leaving it.”