“They say them horses pull up if I get this right they pull twenty two thousand pound a water out a the pit on the chain winch in ten minutes. Thats what they say but I say no horses can do that. What them tough old horses do I hear is they raise twenty two hundred pound in one minute. Them horses is strainin an foamin at it an one of em give out. Slide down off his legs an get drug back tangled up side down in the wires holdin the pit winch. Killt him quick. No way them horses can work like that all day. But the man doin the measurin he overdrive em to get his numbers where he want em . But even when he divide out that poor dead horse it aint enough for him. He add eleven hundred to get what he call machine horse power. Aint twenty two no more but thirty three. Thirty three hundred pound in one minute. Add back the naught an you get your thirty three thousand. Why. You ask me aint nothin but a way to make them numbers bigger. It aint what your honest horse fleshll do under the sun. Why even call it horse power. If its a horse its a horse. Power be somethin else. I never make Gladden pull if she dont want to. Id rather walk or stay put. Mostly she want to though. But it just be my cart. So what was all them horses pains an drivin em to death around a axle for. Horse power mean the devils out dancin an he aint never stoppin. They say your engine is like a heartbeat only stronger. Cause it dont get sad or give out all together. But even when my heart beat faster like when I run after Nancy it dont feel like that. Cause your heart it aint just one poundin an rotatin thing. You feel it in your head an your neck an your stomach an your knees. When youre awake in the night nowdays an you hear that skreak skreak skreak skreak skreak across the dark an you think it sound like a night wiper or a tit pincher you know it aint. Not one a them birdsll say the same thing five times exact like that without a modulation. You know it be the squeakin a machines.”