Wichita Eagle

He Works by the Bell.

On Diamond street last Sunday, when all the swells were rolling out toward the park behind their speedy trotters, a sallow faced young fellow got into his buggy near Twentieth street, and taking the reins in his hands cautiously pulled a little bell twice, and the horse started off. Some of his friends are all wondering where he got the horse, which is a fine animal, but has curious tricks. One of them who knows tells a very funny story about it.

It seems that the young man went out in the country a few months ago and while there saw the horse and purchased it. A few Sundays ago he hitched him to a buggy and started out with his best girl for a drive. They managed to get as far as Diamond street, and then, for some unknown reason, the horse refused to move. The young man was in an awful quandary. He whipped the horse until his arm was tired, and then he got out and tried to lead him, but the animal was obdurate.

The girl got out and walked away in high dudgeon, and the crowd which had assembled enjoyed the situation hugely. It took about four hours to haul the animal to the stable, and the next day the young man was out to see the man who sold him the horse.

"Oh, he's all right," said the dealer, "but you don't know how to work him. He's been hauling a car all his life, and won't go unless he hears the bell!"

Ever since then the young man has had a regulation car bell on the dashboard of the buggy. When he wants to start he rings the bell twice, and one ring brings the beast to an abrupt standstill. But he still has many difficulties to contend with. The horse, remembering his early education, will only stop at street crossings, and a bag of oats would not bring him to a halt in the middle of a block. The other day the young man went out for a drive and got onto Ridge avenue. When he tried to turn into Girard avenue he found that the horse would not turn out of the car track, and he was compelled to proceed to the depot. -Philadelphia Record.