AN OREGON LAY.

Otago Witness, Issue 1241, 11 September 1875, Page 19

AN OREGON LAY.

Among them who came up to speculate in stock and supplies Was a man named Stewart, a man of enterprise ; He bought him a switch-tailed sorrel, two years old, which had a white face. And he bantered all Portland, O. T., for a, three-Iran- { dred yard race. Thar was a man had ahorse which he thought her pretty fair, She was ginerally know'd as Millard's thousand dollar marcHe hadn't any idea, he said, of doing anything so rash, But he took up Mister Stewart for two hundred dollars cash. So every soul in Portland, 0. T., went straight down t j the course ; And every scent we borryed we bet on Millard's horse, And thar was that speculating Stewart with hife hand upon his hip, And two men a-following with a tin pail full of dollars and a champagne basket full of scrip ! Well, they measured off the ground, and the horses got a htart, And came running down right pretty, about four feet apart ; And the Millard mare had it all her own way, as everybody said, Till just as they got to the end of the track that ar sorrel shot suthin' like ten feet ahead ! Arter we seen that, thar riz a most surprising din, And remarks like this 'ere followed : " Dog my everlastin' skin," "I'llbedodderocd, and dog-goned, and ding-blamed by Pike," And thar was such a awful howling, and swearing, and dancing, that many old people -said thej had never seen the like. And that ar speckilatin' Stewart, lie made matters wus.s ; He packed the money in a handcart, and didn't care a cuss; And sweetly smiling", pulled it off ; as though he didn't mind the heft; And since then we ain*t paid no taxes, nor bought nothing, nor sold nothing, for I do suppose that in all Portland, Oregon Territory, tl)ar ain't & single red cent left,