There's nothin' in the stable but two hosses thet come in so tuckered out they couldn't hardly eat their corn--ye'll hev to go on with the hosses ye got--less'n ye want to wait until mornin'. URIAH We got to be in Philadelphia by mornin'. TOM Philadelphia? Ye'll never make et. URIAH We got to--I give my word. If ye can't give me a hoss, let me hev a saddle. We broke a saddle girth. TOM All right, Uriah--I'll git ye a saddle! Come on--but ye'll never make Philadelphia by mornin'! Not with the roads the way they be! URIAH We got to make et. TOM Here--git this door open! [_sound of opening door_] There's a saddle fer ye. URIAH Come on--give me a hand--git et on this hoss! [_sound of putting saddle on_] TOM There ye be! URIAH All right, Mr. Rodney. Let me give ye a hand up. How ye feelin'? RODNEY I guess--I'll make it. URIAH Thar! Good-bye, Tom. TOM Good-bye--good luck. URIAH Tch--tch--giddap! [_sound of horses' hoofs_] TOM [_off--fading_] I'll bet ye a new hat ye don't make Philadelphia! URIAH [_yelling back_] I'll bet ye a hat and a new pair o' boots--come on, boy! [_sound of horses' hoofs_] ANNOUNCER And now two hours later Rodney is riding ahead when his horse stops suddenly-- URIAH [_calling_] What's the matter? RODNEY Listen--[_sound of rushing water_] URIAH Pshaw now! Thet brook's kinda doin' business, ain't et? RODNEY The storm has turned it into a torrent. URIAH Wal', we got to git across! RODNEY How? URIAH Let the hosses swim! RODNEY All right. URIAH You drive in fu'st! I'll be right behind ye. RODNEY Tch--tch--giddap! URIAH Lean way over his neck--give him his head! RODNEY Tch--tch--get in there, boy! Go on! URIAH What's the matter? Is he skittish of the water? RODNEY Get in there--go on! He won't go in, Uriah. URIAH Here--let me hev the reins. I'll lead him in with my hoss. RODNEY Here you are. URIAH Come on, boy--come on in--'tain't goin' ter hurt ye! Come on--giddap! [_sound of splashing water--roar of stream rises_] URIAH Go on--swim fer et! Go et, boy! Hold on tight, Mr. Rodney! Go et, boy--go et! [_sound of water recedes a little--we hear horses' hoofs on solid ground_] URIAH Wal'! Thar we be! Made et slicker'n a greased griddle! You all right, Mr. Rodney? RODNEY I'm still here. URIAH Mite wet? RODNEY I've been dryer. URIAH All right, take yer reins--we'll ride fast to keep warm. You ready? RODNEY All ready. URIAH Tch--tch--giddap! Come on, boy! ANNOUNCER And now two hours later just as the first streaks of dawn begin to brighten the eastern sky our two riders are pushing their horses over a piece of rough, stony road. Suddenly Uriah pulls up his horse-- URIAH Whoa, thar, boy! Ah, you've done et now! RODNEY [_off a little_] Whoa! What's happened now, Uriah? URIAH Wal', blamed ef I didn't think thet everything had happened to us thet could happen! RODNEY [_coming in_] What's wrong now? Why are you dismounting? URIAH