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ENGLISH
Adapted from “The Horse-Swap”
by Augustus Baldwin Longstreet
[1] About three weeks ago, I observed a young man riding up and down the street in a violent passion. He galloped this way and then the other; spurred his horse to one group of citizens, then to another; then dashed off at half speed, as if fleeing from danger; and, suddenly checking his horse, returned first in a pace, then in a trot, and then in a canter. After a semicolon pause, he fetched a whoop, and swore that he could out-swap any live man, woman, or child that ever walked these hills. “Stranger,” said he to me, “did you ever see the YallowBlossom from Jasper?”
[2] “No,” said I, “but I have often heard of him.”
[3] “I'm the boy,” continued he; “perhaps jist a leetle of the best man at a horse-swap that ever trod shoe-leather.”
[4] I was relieved by a man somewhat advanced in years, who stepped up and began to survey the “Yallow Blossom's” horse with much apparent interest. This drew the rider's attention, and he turned the conversation from me to the stranger.
[5] “Well,” said he, “do you want to swap hosses?”
[6] “Why, I don't know,” replied the stranger; “I believe I've got a beast I'd trade with you for that one.”
[7] “Well, fetch up your nag, old man; you're jist the lark I wanted to get hold of.”
[8] “I'll bring him presently; but I want to examine your horse a little.”
[9] “Oh! look at him,” said the Blossom. “He's the best piece of hossflesh in the thirteen united universal worlds. There's no sort o' mistake in little Bullet. He can pick up miles on his feet and fling 'em behind him as fast as the next man's hoss. And he can keep at it as long as the sun can shine without resting.”
[10] During this harangue, little Bullet looked as if he understood it all, believed it, and was ready at any moment to verify it. He was a horse of goodly countenance, rather expressive of vigilance than fire.
[11] The stranger, Peter Ketch, having examined Bullet, ordered his son Neddy to go and bring up Kit. Neddy soon appeared upon Kit; a well-formed sorrel of the middle size, and in good order. His tout ensemble threw Bullet entirely in the shade, though a glance was sufficient to satisfy any one that Bullet had the decided advantage of him in point of intellect.
[12] “Why, man,” said Blossom, “do you bring such a hoss as that to trade for Bullet? Oh, I see, you've no notion of trading.”
[13] “Ride him off, Neddy!” said Peter. Kit put off at a handsome lope.
[14] “Trot him back!” Kit came in at a long, sweeping trot, and stopped suddenly at the crowd.
[15] “Well,” said Blossom, “let me look at him; maybe he'll do to plough.”
[16] “Examine him!” said Peter. “He's nothing but a tacky. He an't as pretty a horse as Bullet, I know; but he'll do.”
[17] “He's got a curious look out of his eyes,” said Blossom.
[18] “Oh yes, sir,” said Peter, “just as blind as a bat. Blind horses always have clear eyes.”
[19] “Well,” said Blossom, “make a pass at me.”
[20] “No,” said Peter; “you made the banter, now make your pass.”
[21] “Well, I'm never afraid to price my hosses. You must give me twenty-five dollars boot.”
[22] “Oh, certainly; say fifty, and my saddle and bridle in. Here, Neddy, take away daddy's horse.”
[23] “Well,” said Blossom, “I've made my pass, now you make yours.”
[24] “I'm for short talk in a horse-swap, and always tell a gentleman what I mean to do. You must give me ten dollars.”
[25] “Come, old man,” said Blossom, “I begin to think you do want to trade; give me five dollars and take Bullet.”
[26] “Well,” said Peter, “I'll be as clever as you are. Just put the five dollars on Bullet's back, and hand him over; it's a trade.”
[27] Blossom swore that he would not give boot; and, said he, “Bullet wouldn't hold five dollars on his back, no how. But, as I bantered you, if you say an even swap, here's at you.”
[28] “I told you,” said Peter, “I'd be as clever as you; here goes two dollars more, just for trade sake. Give me three dollars, and it's a bargain.”
[29] “Ah, you're the kind of boy I love to trade with. Here's your hoss, old man. But lift up the blanket easy from Bullet's back, for he's a mighty tender-backed hoss.”
[30] The old man removed the saddle, but the blanket stuck fast. He attempted to raise it, and Bullet bowed himself, switched his tail, and gave signs of biting. When the blanket came off, he had reached the kicking point in good earnest.
[31] The removal of the blanket disclosed a sore on Bullet's back-bone that seemed to have defied all medical skill. It measured six full inches in length and four in breadth. My heart sickened at the sight; and I felt that the brute who had been riding him in that situation deserved the halter.
[32] The prevailing feeling, however, was that of mirth. The laugh became loud at the old man's expense, and rustic witticisms were liberally bestowed upon him.
[33] The old man bore it all with the most philosophic composure. But his son Neddy had not disciplined his feelings quite so well. He muttered, “His back's mighty bad off; but dod drot my soul if he's put it to daddy as bad as he thinks he has, for old Kit's both blind and deef.”
[34] “The devil he is,” said Blossom.
[35] “Dod drot my soul if he eint. You go try him.” The laugh was now turned on Blossom; and many rushed to test the fidelity of the little boy's report. A few experiments established its truth beyond controversy.
[36] “Neddy,” said the old man, “you oughtn't to try and make people discontented with their things. Stranger, if you can only get Kit rid of them little failings, you'll find him all sorts of a horse. You are a leetlethe best man at a horse-swap that ever I got hold of. Come, Neddy, let's be moving; the stranger seems to be getting snappish.”
“The Horse-Swap,” Augustus Baldwin Longstreet, 1835
Yallow Blossom's dialogue in paragraph 9 contains
ENGLISH
Adapted from “The Horse-Swap”
by Augustus Baldwin Longstreet
[1] About three weeks ago, I observed a young man riding up and down the street in a violent passion. He galloped this way and then the other; spurred his horse to one group of citizens, then to another; then dashed off at half speed, as if fleeing from danger; and, suddenly checking his horse, returned first in a pace, then in a trot, and then in a canter. After a semicolon pause, he fetched a whoop, and swore that he could out-swap any live man, woman, or child that ever walked these hills. “Stranger,” said he to me, “did you ever see the YallowBlossom from Jasper?”
[2] “No,” said I, “but I have often heard of him.”
[3] “I'm the boy,” continued he; “perhaps jist a leetle of the best man at a horse-swap that ever trod shoe-leather.”
[4] I was relieved by a man somewhat advanced in years, who stepped up and began to survey the “Yallow Blossom's” horse with much apparent interest. This drew the rider's attention, and he turned the conversation from me to the stranger.
[5] “Well,” said he, “do you want to swap hosses?”
[6] “Why, I don't know,” replied the stranger; “I believe I've got a beast I'd trade with you for that one.”
[7] “Well, fetch up your nag, old man; you're jist the lark I wanted to get hold of.”
[8] “I'll bring him presently; but I want to examine your horse a little.”
[9] “Oh! look at him,” said the Blossom. “He's the best piece of hossflesh in the thirteen united universal worlds. There's no sort o' mistake in little Bullet. He can pick up miles on his feet and fling 'em behind him as fast as the next man's hoss. And he can keep at it as long as the sun can shine without resting.”
[10] During this harangue, little Bullet looked as if he understood it all, believed it, and was ready at any moment to verify it. He was a horse of goodly countenance, rather expressive of vigilance than fire.
[11] The stranger, Peter Ketch, having examined Bullet, ordered his son Neddy to go and bring up Kit. Neddy soon appeared upon Kit; a well-formed sorrel of the middle size, and in good order. His tout ensemble threw Bullet entirely in the shade, though a glance was sufficient to satisfy any one that Bullet had the decided advantage of him in point of intellect.
[12] “Why, man,” said Blossom, “do you bring such a hoss as that to trade for Bullet? Oh, I see, you've no notion of trading.”
[13] “Ride him off, Neddy!” said Peter. Kit put off at a handsome lope.
[14] “Trot him back!” Kit came in at a long, sweeping trot, and stopped suddenly at the crowd.
[15] “Well,” said Blossom, “let me look at him; maybe he'll do to plough.”
[16] “Examine him!” said Peter. “He's nothing but a tacky. He an't as pretty a horse as Bullet, I know; but he'll do.”
[17] “He's got a curious look out of his eyes,” said Blossom.
[18] “Oh yes, sir,” said Peter, “just as blind as a bat. Blind horses always have clear eyes.”
[19] “Well,” said Blossom, “make a pass at me.”
[20] “No,” said Peter; “you made the banter, now make your pass.”
[21] “Well, I'm never afraid to price my hosses. You must give me twenty-five dollars boot.”
[22] “Oh, certainly; say fifty, and my saddle and bridle in. Here, Neddy, take away daddy's horse.”
[23] “Well,” said Blossom, “I've made my pass, now you make yours.”
[24] “I'm for short talk in a horse-swap, and always tell a gentleman what I mean to do. You must give me ten dollars.”
[25] “Come, old man,” said Blossom, “I begin to think you do want to trade; give me five dollars and take Bullet.”
[26] “Well,” said Peter, “I'll be as clever as you are. Just put the five dollars on Bullet's back, and hand him over; it's a trade.”
[27] Blossom swore that he would not give boot; and, said he, “Bullet wouldn't hold five dollars on his back, no how. But, as I bantered you, if you say an even swap, here's at you.”
[28] “I told you,” said Peter, “I'd be as clever as you; here goes two dollars more, just for trade sake. Give me three dollars, and it's a bargain.”
[29] “Ah, you're the kind of boy I love to trade with. Here's your hoss, old man. But lift up the blanket easy from Bullet's back, for he's a mighty tender-backed hoss.”
[30] The old man removed the saddle, but the blanket stuck fast. He attempted to raise it, and Bullet bowed himself, switched his tail, and gave signs of biting. When the blanket came off, he had reached the kicking point in good earnest.
[31] The removal of the blanket disclosed a sore on Bullet's back-bone that seemed to have defied all medical skill. It measured six full inches in length and four in breadth. My heart sickened at the sight; and I felt that the brute who had been riding him in that situation deserved the halter.
[32] The prevailing feeling, however, was that of mirth. The laugh became loud at the old man's expense, and rustic witticisms were liberally bestowed upon him.
[33] The old man bore it all with the most philosophic composure. But his son Neddy had not disciplined his feelings quite so well. He muttered, “His back's mighty bad off; but dod drot my soul if he's put it to daddy as bad as he thinks he has, for old Kit's both blind and deef.”
[34] “The devil he is,” said Blossom.
[35] “Dod drot my soul if he eint. You go try him.” The laugh was now turned on Blossom; and many rushed to test the fidelity of the little boy's report. A few experiments established its truth beyond controversy.
[36] “Neddy,” said the old man, “you oughtn't to try and make people discontented with their things. Stranger, if you can only get Kit rid of them little failings, you'll find him all sorts of a horse. You are a leetlethe best man at a horse-swap that ever I got hold of. Come, Neddy, let's be moving; the stranger seems to be getting snappish.”
“The Horse-Swap,” Augustus Baldwin Longstreet, 1835
Yallow Blossom's dialogue in paragraph 9 contains
Explanation / Answer
Correct option is C as we can see the description is exaggeration.It cannot be considered aspersonification.The extent to which he has been described itself can be seen that it is really exaggeration.So it is hypebole.
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