was a man, Evan Swain, who lived across the mountain. When he came to
get a wagonload of groceries or coal, he would always
drive his team of Clydesdale horses for water. He had those horses harnessed
with black leather harnesses with shinny brass rings and buckles.
house was close to the fence and the horses watering trough was on the
other side of the fence; I loved to pump the water. Mr. Swain got a kick
me running out to pump fresh water for the horses. I would cry if I missed
seeing those horses."
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