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SPECIAL
BARGAIN
"BIOGRAPHY OF THE
TENNESSEE
By Lowell H. Clemmons, Sr., M.D.
Cullman, Alabama
Several years ago I judged a horse
show in Oxford. Mississippi. The
first class was a pleasure horse
class and I well remember one
horse in particular. It looked like a
bag of bones and it is possible that
one time it may have been a pretty
good horse, but believe me it wasn’t
any show horse. The rider wore
number "19" on his back and he
was not dressed for a horse show
and apparently never had seen a
horse show before. Outside the ring
a rather high pitched, penetrating
male voice kept telling me, “Look
at 19”. Then a few seconds later
again I would hear this voice,
"Judge, watch number 19”. Well, I
looked at number 19, picked what
I thought was the best four plea­
sure horses in the class, turned
them in to the announcer and got
teadv to judge the next class.
This same voice continued to
heckle me and finally he said,
“You missed the best horse out
there. What was wrong with him”?
I calmly walked over towards the
rail and said, “Your horse needs
groceries. Why don’t you feed
him”? In a good clear voice, this
little man then announced to the
world in general. “Just because the
judge is fat, he thinks horses are
supposed to be fat”. This began to
irritate me, so I turned back to the
man and said, “If you know so
much about horses, why don’t you
come on in and judge this show and
I'll go on home”. The little man
laughed, twisted his mustache and
said, “My friend, I don’t know a
cockeyed thing about horses, but
number 19 is my horse and I like
him and I’m just here having a
good time”. Then he smiled and I
smiled and we shook hands and I
went ahead judging the show.
As soon as the show was over,
this little man came into the ring
58
WALKING HORSE"
By Ben A. Green
again, shook hands with me, told
me he had enjoyed the horse show,
and wanted to know if I would like
to go over to the University of
Mississippi to see the Faulkner
Room in the library. I didn’t know
what the Faulkner Room was, but
I told him I would be glad to see
it. Then he introduced himself to
me in about this manner: “Actual­
ly, the Faulkner Room is not a
whole lot to see, except that it is
one room in the library that con­
tains all the works of William
Faulkner and is quite a tribute to
this man. Of course, the biggest
reason I would like for you to see
it is that I am William Faulkner.
On July 6, 1962 Mr. Faulkner
died and the entire world lost one
of the greatest writers that ever
lived.
Horses and mules are related to
each other and look somewhat
alike, but aren’t much, alike that
is. When you tell a man he’s got
horse sense, it’s no compliment. I’d
rather have mule sense.
One time when I was a boy sit­
ting around listening to a bunch of
cowboys, I heard a discussion about
horses and mules. These cowboys
finally got out one mule and one
horse and tied an old tire casing so
that the rope went over the ani­
mals back and let the tire hang
down towards the ground between
the front legs and hind legs. The
mule kicked twice at the tire, de­
cided he couldn’t move it, walked
away and started eating grass.
After two hours, the horse was still
kicking, covered with sweat, bug-
eyed and trembling, and the cow­
boys finally cut the tire loose to
keep the horse from killing him­
self.
A lot of folks had rather keep
kicking than accept facts.
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