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BOOKMAKERS.

Sir, —I have read 1 with interest both “Aunty Bets” and “Lux’s” letters, and quite agree with them. They remind me of a farmer I once worked foi. Ho had a crank for horse-breeding. He bred a horse by Booze out of Bigotry; he broke that horse in with blinkers and christened him Hobby. The farmer of a morning used to saddle up Hobby and ride him at a break-neck gallop up a narrow Jane until they came to a. cliff which blocked further progress. He would then turn Hobby round and ride home again. Now, did the farmer get any farther ahead ? While Mr Farmer was riding Hobby what were wo workers doing? Well, we were not working. What were the sheep and cattle doing? They were breaking down fences looking for fresh pastures. There came a morning when the farmer went to the stable and found poor Hobby dead. He buried him. A few days afterwards a stylishly-dressed l man drove up in a flash motor-car inquiring for Mr Farmer. When Mr Farmer inquired his business he (Mr Farmer) was surprised to learn that it was the mortgagee. After looking over the stranger’s accounts, Mr Farmer was thunderstruck. He could not meet his obligations, so, like many others, he had to roll his swag and walk off his place. As he passed poor Hobby’s grave he said: “If I had not ridden you so hard and paid more attention to the other jobs on the farm I would have been on the upward road instead of the downward-” UNCLE BOBBY BETS.

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Ashburton Guardian, Volume 56, Issue 21, 6 November 1935, Page 6

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BOOKMAKERS. Ashburton Guardian, Volume 56, Issue 21, 6 November 1935, Page 6

BOOKMAKERS. Ashburton Guardian, Volume 56, Issue 21, 6 November 1935, Page 6