"But most of the live stock was rented.

Colonel Grundy had hoped to buy the stock gradually out of the receipts of the show.

All that he owned in the way of live stock consisted of eight ponies.
And here they come! Beauties, aren't they ?" Despite the heat of the day it was as though a frost had settled down over the scene.

Many of the men present were butchers, grocers or others who had hoped to pick up cheap horses to be used in their business.
"Ponies are no good in this town," cried one man.

"Lead 'em away.
Come on, neighbors." "Wait, wait!" urged the auctioneer.