Tritorch, you inspired me to find my copy of the late T.H. Pearce's book, How to Sell a Dead Mule. Mr. Pearce was a noted historian from Franklin County, NC. The story involves a mule which had seen its best days. Its owner, George, was trying to sell the mule. Hector offered him $3, but George insisted he must get $5 for the mule and He…
Tritorch, you inspired me to find my copy of the late T.H. Pearce's book, How to Sell a Dead Mule. Mr. Pearce was a noted historian from Franklin County, NC. The story involves a mule which had seen its best days. Its owner, George, was trying to sell the mule. Hector offered him $3, but George insisted he must get $5 for the mule and Hector left disappointed. The next day, George found that his mule had died overnight. He found Hector and said that he had reconsidered and would take $3 for the mule, but Hector would have to remove him from the stable. Hector paid the $3, only to learn that he had bought a dead mule. Apparently Hector did his part and removed the dead mule from the stable, stating that he would probably done the same thing to George if he'd had the chance.
Tritorch, you inspired me to find my copy of the late T.H. Pearce's book, How to Sell a Dead Mule. Mr. Pearce was a noted historian from Franklin County, NC. The story involves a mule which had seen its best days. Its owner, George, was trying to sell the mule. Hector offered him $3, but George insisted he must get $5 for the mule and Hector left disappointed. The next day, George found that his mule had died overnight. He found Hector and said that he had reconsidered and would take $3 for the mule, but Hector would have to remove him from the stable. Hector paid the $3, only to learn that he had bought a dead mule. Apparently Hector did his part and removed the dead mule from the stable, stating that he would probably done the same thing to George if he'd had the chance.
Anne, for some reason this mule story brings 'Delaney's Donkey' to mind:
https://youtu.be/bjrwftI31gc
The muscles of the mighty never known to flinch
They couldn't move the donkey a quarter of an inch
Delaney lay exhausted hanging 'round his throat
With a grip just like a Scotchman on a five pound note
-Val Doonigan
😂😂😂