CONVERSATION PIECE
'Ole X was what you'd call squire here in them days. A word from him could put you out of your cottage. He owned the first motor-car in the village. Drove it to the bottom of the hill by the public house an' it went an' broke down so he had a pair of horses come an' pull it. After that he used horses to pull it all the time for it went on breakin' down. He sat behind the wheel an' steered the ole thing. Nobody dared laugh' when they saw him comin' but they laughed when he passed. The man leadin' the horses was laughin' in his way too for it was easy money until one day the car ran downhill into the horses an' he got the blame. Ole X's two horse-power car, I remember hearin' it called. It took them two horses all their time to pull it up some of the hills an' the boys used to go along to see the ole fellow break his neck but he never did, an' died in his bed in the end. They had horses at his funeral.'
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