A RACE BETWEEN A HORSE AND AN ENGINE. – MR. DAVID CURLE, of
Winfell, having purchased “a stag” at Brough Hill Fair, left it for the night at
MR. FULTON’s Bankend Farm. In the morning, being unsettled, this young
Bucephalus took the fence on to the Eden Valley Railway, which runs through the
farm, and got on to the line.
Whilst there, a train
came along, and away went the horse at full speed right along the line, followed
by the engine and train. The race to the onlooker seemed pretty equal, the
advantage if anything, being in favour of the horse, which gained upon its
competitor.
The
engine driver, however, seeing “danger ahead” at last drew up, and the horse,
also thinking the contest at an end, stopped too, so that with a little trouble
it was got off the line, and the train proceeded on its journey.
AN INFERENCE AND A CAUTION. – A few days before Brough Hill Fair, a
stranger was making enquiries in the neighbourhood of Kirkby Stephen for a cow
which he wished to purchase. On being asked what sort of beast he wanted,
he replied that “any sort of an old screw” would do, as he only wanted to spend
about a sovereign over her. Whether he succeeded or not we did not hear,
and the object of the stranger seemed a mystery.
On Brough Hill, however, the matter was to some extent elucidated, for prominent
where people most do congregate might be seen our quondam friend, the “screw”
seeker, clean washed and shaved, with white apron, and knife in hand, busily
engaged in cutting, and selling as fast as he cut “fine beef sandwiches” which
the customers, with sharpened appetites, devoured with the greatest apparent
gusto.
Whether the information we have now imparted would have helped their digestion
we cannot say, but certain it is, speaking for ourselves, we have for ever
foresworn eating sandwiches at Brough Hill Fair.
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barb, ontario, canada.