The horse went lame a mile from town, and afterward got to cutting up some extraordinary capers.

Smith got down and took off the saddle, but the blanket stuck fast to the horse--glued to a procession of raw places.
The Kanaka's mysterious conduct stood explained.
Another friend of mine bought a pretty good horse from a native, a day or two ago, after a tolerably thorough examination of the animal.

He discovered today that the horse was as blind as a bat, in one eye.

He meant to have examined that eye, and came home with a general notion that he had done it; but he remembers now that every time he made the attempt his attention was called to something else by his victimizer.
One more instance, and then I will pass to something else.

I am informed that when a certain Mr.L., a visiting stranger, was here, he bought a pair of very respectable-looking match horses from a native.