The following sharp practice of a boy ten years old, son of
Mrs. Horine occurred last week in Barre county, Mo. The lad and his mother were riding a colt on
the open prairie, when they were met by a squad of Secesh from Granby, who
ordered them to dismount. The leader
placed his saddle on the colt, mounted the latter, and was thrown off quicker
than thought. Boy exclaimed “Good!” at
which manifestation secesh swore roundly.
“Gentlemen there is a curl on that colt’s neck by which you can always
know him.” They desired the boy to point
out the mark, when the little fellow stepping up to his favorite animal grasped
the mane with one hand and with the other slipped off the bridle. Colt, as if understanding the joke “skedaddled
over the plain,” leaving the captors perfectly astounded at being thus so
outwitted.
– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye,
Burlington, Iowa, Saturday, February 1, 1862, p. 3
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