He, he, he! "Another thing," he went on, "the' ain't no gamble like a hoss.

You may think you know him through an' through, an' fust thing you know he'll be cuttin' up a lot o' didos right out o' nothin'.

It stands to reason that sometimes you let a hoss go all on the square--as you know him--an' the feller that gits him don't know how to hitch him or treat him, an' he acts like a diff'rent hoss, an' the feller allows you swindled him.

You see, hosses gits used to places an' ways to a certain extent, an' when they're changed, why they're apt to act diff'rent.

Hosses don't know but dreadful little, really.