...."Grandpa, it was said, mostly by Grandma, could buy or sell just about anything, a horse or cow, maybe a steer and have it butchered. Once it was a horse. It was small and they teased him that he had bought a colt. I wanted to go out to Aunt Lula's and decided I would ride it. He laughed at me, said I would have to tie knots in my legs for I had grown up and my legs were getting long. But he helped saddle it up and away I went, I had to go through the little town and right there on the main street was a little cafe where they had a graphaphone going full blast and the pony started dancing. It was decided that he had been a circus pony."
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