"Oh, you won"t see no Belt business where you"ll go, miss. De man dat wants you"ll want bad, an" he"ll summer you on Long Island er at Newport, wid a winky-pinky silver harness an" an English coachman.
You"ll make a star-hitch, you an" yer brother, miss. But I guess you won"t have no nice smooth bar bit. Dey checks "em, an" dey bangs deir tails, an" dey bits "em, de city folk, an" dey says it"s English, ye know, an" dey da.r.s.en"t cut a horse loose "ca"se o" de cops. N" York"s no place fer a horse, "less he"s on de Belt, an" can go round wid de boys.
Wisht I was in de Fire Department!"
"But did you never stop to consider the degradin" servitood of it all?"
said the yellow horse.
"You don"t stop on de Belt, cully. You"re stopped. An" we was all in de servitood business, man an" horse, an" Jimmy dat sold de papers. Guess de pa.s.sengers weren"t out to gra.s.s neither, by de way dey acted. I done my turn, an" I"m none o" Barnum"s crowd; but any horse dat"s worked on de Belt four years don"t train wid no simple child o" nature--not by de whole length o" N" York."
"But can it be possible that with your experience, and at your time of life, you do not believe that all horses are free and equal?" said the yellow horse.
"Not till they"re dead," Muldoon answered quietly. "An" den it depends on de gross total o" b.u.t.tons an" mucilage dey gits outer youse at Barren Island."
"They tell me you"re a prominent philosopher." The yellow horse turned to Marcus. "Can you deny a basic and pivotal statement such as this?"
"I don"t deny anythin"," said Marcus Aurelius Antoninus, cautiously; "but ef you ast me, I should say "twuz more different sorts o" clipped oats of a lie than anythin" I"ve had my teeth into sence I wuz foaled."
"Are you a horse?" said the yellow horse.
"Them that knows me best "low I am."
"Ain"t I a horse?"
"Yep; one kind of."
"Then ain"t you an" me equal?"
"How fer kin you go in a day to a loaded buggy, drawin" five hundred pounds?" Marcus asked carelessly.
"That has nothing to do with the case," the yellow horse answered excitedly.
"There"s nothing I know hez more to do with the case," Marcus replied.
"Kin ye yank a full car outer de tracks ten times in de mornin"?" said Muldoon.
"Kin ye go to Keene--forty-two mile in an afternoon--with a mate," said Rick; "an" turn out bright an" early next mornin"?"
"Was there evah any time in your careah, suh--I am not referrin" to the present circ.u.mstances, but our mutual glorious past--when you could carry a pretty girl to market hahnsome, an" let her knit all the way on account o" the smoothness o" the motion?" said Tweezy.
"Kin you keep your feet through the West River Bridge, with the narrer-gage comin" in on one side, an" the Montreal flyer the other, an"
the old bridge teeterin" between?" said the Deacon. "Kin you put your nose down on the cow-catcher of a locomotive when you"re waitin" at the depot an" let "em play "Curfew shall not ring to-night" with the big bra.s.s bell?"
"Kin you hold back when the brichin" breaks? Kin you stop fer orders when your nigh hind leg"s over your trace an" ye feel good of a frosty mornin"?" said Nip, who had only learned that trick last winter, and thought it was the crown of horsely knowledge.
"What"s the use o" talk in"?" said Tedda Gabler, scornfully. "What kin ye do?"
"I rely on my simple rights--the inalienable rights o" my unfettered horsehood. An" I am proud to say I have never, since my first shoes, lowered myself to obeyin" the will o" man."
""Must ha" had a heap o" whips broke over yer yaller back," said Tedda.
"Hev ye found it paid any?"
"Sorrer has been my portion since the day I was foaled. Blows an" boots an" whips an" insults--injury, outrage, an" oppression. I would not endoor the degradin" badges o" servitood that connect us with the buggy an" the farm-wagon."
"It"s amazin" difficult to draw a buggy "thout traces er collar er breast-strap er somefin"," said Marcus. "A Power-machine for sawin" wood is most the only thing there"s no straps to. I"ve helped saw "s much as three cord in an afternoon in a Power-machine. Slep", too, most o" the time, I did; but "tain"t half as interestin" ez goin" daown-taown in the Concord."
"Concord don"t hender you goin" to sleep any," said Nip. "My throat-lash! D"you remember when you lay down in the sharves last week, waitin" at the piazza?"
"Pshaw! That didn"t hurt the sharves. They wuz good an" wide, an" I lay down keerful. The folks kep" me hitched up nigh an hour "fore they started; an" larfed--why, they all but lay down themselves with larfin".
Say, Boney, if you"ve got to be hitched to anything that goes on wheels, you"ve got to be hitched with somefin"."
"Go an" jine a circus," said Muldoon, "an" walk on your hind legs. All de horses dat knows too much to work [he p.r.o.nounced it "woik," New York fashion] jine de circus."
"I am not sayin" anythin" again" work," said the yellow horse; "work is the finest thing in the world."
""Seems too fine fer some of us," Tedda snorted.
"I only ask that each horse should work for himself, an" enjoy the profit of his labours. Let him work intelligently, an" not as a machine."
"There ain"t no horse that works like a machine," Marcus began.
"There"s no way o" workin" that doesn"t mean goin" to pole er single--they never put me in the Power-machine--er under saddle," said Rick.
"Oh, shucks! We"re talkin" same ez we graze," said Nip, "raound an"
raound in circles. Rod, we hain"t heard from you yet, an" you"ve more know-how than any span here."
Rod, the off-horse of the pair, had been standing with one hip lifted, like a tired cow; and you could only tell by the quick flutter of the haw across his eye, from time to time, that he was paying any attention to the argument. He thrust his jaw out sidewise, as his habit is when he pulls, and changed his leg. His voice was hard and heavy, and his ears were close to his big, plain Hambletonian head.
"How old are you?" he said to the yellow horse.
"Nigh thirteen, I guess."
"Mean age; ugly age; I"m gettin" that way myself. How long hev ye been pawin" this firefanged stable-litter?"
"If you mean my principles, I"ve held "em sence I was three."
"Mean age; ugly age; teeth give heaps o" trouble then. "Set a colt to actin" crazy fer a while. You"ve kep" it up, seemin"ly. D"ye talk much to your neighbours fer a steady thing?"
"I uphold the principles o" the Cause wherever I am pastured."
""Done a heap o" good, I guess?"
"I am proud to say I have taught a few of my companions the principles o" freedom an" liberty."
"Meanin" they ran away er kicked when they got the chanst?"
"I was talkin" in the abstrac", an" not in the concrete. My teachin"s educated them."
"What a horse, specially a young horse, hears in the abstrac", he"s liable to do in the Concord. You was handled late, I presoom."
"Four, risin" five."