MODERN DAVID HARUMS

Between these horses stands George Kame, promoter of the strangest market in the U.S.: the week-long horse-trading convention held every summer at Almond, N.Y. Last week, 20,000 traders and spectators joined in the fun, traded 1,800 horses, bought countless bottles of beer and soda pop from the refreshment stands which are Promoter Kame's main source of profit. Swapping went on furiously all day and most of the night; some horses changed hands a dozen times. Included were some good work horses, a few riding horses. But most were plugs worth less than $25; some were bought by tallow-rendering companies, some as food for mink farms. Horse traders expect to be gypped but always hope to gyp the other fellow a little more. Said one dealer of a runty mare he had just bought: "I've owned her a hundred times in the last couple of years and she can't pull a kiddie car."

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