Show MAM HIBBS HOSS floss RACE RICE WITH THE PARSON I 1 marn main war ridin slowly along think liow flow sorry she the waa was cos chary dolin doli in who always led her tier off had llad sich a bad cold all an be able to her tier kingins today to day she war bisin ti sinthe the hymns and had got pot as far as whar it says sass sas 11 1 I have a rice race to run 5 when the pa pastin passim stin huv in in sight sights f iti in in about tie vie 0 of f a she found abar war truth in the word for the colt hearm hearin the hoss loss comin up behind began to show symptoms of lunam but when lie he heard the I 1 pa uli ull holler two wo aoto to his hoss boss he thought it war mam mani sh bov gov 0 o and sure off they started jis as the cassun got up even eien so it war a fair race whoop git out but bot it war begs tin the dust flew and arid lle ile lie the rail fence appeared strate strafe as a rifle war tile the his legs fast to tile the critters fl finx arms leckt around his neck face as pale as a rabbits rab blis bils belly and tile the white fla flag emin far tar behind a and lid ild aliar war mam fust on it ulie ine lne side then hen oil on vother eother her tier new baliker swelled up round like a bear with ilie lite he dropsy the old laity lady so much surprised sur prized she ride sheddy an trvin arm to r stop top her tier colt but he war too loo well tiamen to stop while he heard go alain main got I 1 sited at last and her tier eyes igan gan to glimmer like she seen seer her hen ehst eains axin if he lid ever trained up a child or a race hoss boss to be fraid urald of a small brush on a sunday she ridin beautiful slie site braced herself tip up in the saddle an began to make lations how she war to win the tile race for it war nose and nose and iii d she saw the cassun sp his critter every jump she tuk aff her shoe and the way a number u in ten go to brogan commenced givin a ll 11 boss hoss 0 s particular parti cular moses war a 4 caution to hoss flesh but still it kept nose and arid nose she fourd she war carrein car too much weight for colt so she igan gan to 0 o throw off plunder till 11 athin war left but bu her siddle an and ard close and add the ap spurs u rs kept tellin still the old woma woman it commenced fenced strip faar play to lighten an then when she found it war no use while the spurs lasted she sha got cantankerous Pd suii suil 1 said she ill be cust eust if its fair or 9 gentlemanly for you oly a preacher of the gospel liri itel to take advantage of an old oid woman this th s way busm spurs when you know she sila cant wear em taint christian ilke like ilke auther ani she burst into bryin arn wo miss hibbs wo stop madam wo avo your son lie he attempted to say when the old uk him on the back of the head arid and fitlin fittin his mouth month with right smart of a saddle hoi hot hom n and arid hoppin sop gop sop pin the talk as far as his share went weilt for the present by this time got nigh on to the i house ani ata the folks were harem away oil on old old hundred and wondering won derin denn what could have become fome bome of the cassun and marn main hibbs one sister in a long iong beard axt ext another brethren in church i if f shed cheered anything bout that new york breecher pre echer runan way with a woman old enough to be his muther ein gin a long iong g sigh ri 1 groaned it aint possible merciful marci ful heavens i yo dont spi cion 71 aben the sound of the bosses comin roused then them up tip like a touch ouch of the agur an broke off their 1 talk dad dd run out to see what t was fo 0 o pay but when lie he seed the bosses so blosa together the passim sp and mam alam ridin win like cose coe co e war eka e wilar whar she cum from lie knew her tier fix in in a second aud tarm med to help heip her so clin clinchy chin a sa rilin lie he I 1 I 1 id hinda birda a stump slump bout ten teil steps off and held on for the bosses bossey on they went in n beautiful st style y le the pas suns purs spurs E tellin terrible 1 und ind 11 ll mims maa shoe ope nitin I 1 no 0 smail small pile of cassun stretched out the length of two hore horse while main sat as stiff ait alt and strate as a bull yearling in in his fust fight hit tin bernap fust on oil one side next on vother eother and the tile third for who had bad the horn till little of the saddle and less or of his teeth war lefi left and his voice sounded as holer hoier as ss a jackass nicker in an old saw mill but I 1 tell y you ou ole hos bos os mam mom won the abe race th tho 0 ig h el she fhe le I 1 lost een acost everything else eise to of |