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When she had tightened the cinch and looped up the latigo, and explained to Muriel just what she was doing, she immediately unsaddled him and laid the saddle down upon its side, with the blanket folded once on top, and stepped close to the manger. "If your saddle isn't hanging up, that's the way it should be put on the ground," she said. "Now you do it. It's easy."

And Jim talked about what a grand thing that was. Ladd had a good deal to say about Belding's horses. It took no keen judge of human nature to see that horses constituted Ladd's ruling passion. "I've had wimmen go back on me, but never no hoss!" declared Ladd, and manifestly that was a controlling truth with him. "Shore it's a cinch Beldin' is agoin' to lose some of them hosses," he said.

And we went to our hotel and stayed all the afternoon, and all night, and just thought of that pope's angelic face, and when one of the Americans came to our room and wanted dad to play cinch, he was indignant, and said: "I would as soon think of robbing a child's bank," and we went to bed, and if dad wasn't a converted man I never saw one.

Now, Mr. Cinch, that's all nonsense. Don't you believe a word of it!" "Well, now," replied the old man slowly, "I never thought of it that-away. It don't seem as if they could go and get bowed all of themselves. But," and he looked down toward them dubiously, "they do 'pear to be bowed, now, don't they?" "Maybe they do. We'll come to that presently.

Everybody seemed on fire burnt up by the thirst of a consuming fever, the fever of speculation. Mortimer's new friend suggested that they indulge in beer while waiting for the sought one's appearance, and waxing confidential he assured his quarry that he had a leadpipe cinch for the next race it couldn't lose. The trainer was a bosom friend of his; a sort of hybrid brother in friendship.

"First take up all the slack or you may lose the pack after all. We don't want any great jolt when I cut loose the lashings. Draw it up well. Tighter! There, that's better. Now, have you got it so that it will hold?" "It'll hold as long as the mountain holds together," answered Ned. "Then watch your rope. Here goes." Tad slit the cinch girth.

He didn't so much mind the loftiness of the ceiling, the depth and size of the windows, and the walls covered with thousands of books he knew nothing whatever about. The innumerable books had been an oppressing feature. If he had been one of those "college guys" who never could get enough of books, what a "cinch" the place would have been for him good as the Astor Library!

She stepped closer, looking to cinch, bit, and reins. She commanded Ward to draw the latigo tighter, and Ward did so, dodging back as the big brute snapped at him. Judith laughed. "Look out, Ward," she taunted him. "He's after your hair!" Two men held the Prince. At Judith's command they shortened the stirrups and then blinded him with a bandanna handkerchief.

The roar of the song they all knew came in reply, as Billy Goat waved his arms about like the wild leader of a wild orchestra: "Sergeant Foyle, oh, he's a knocker from the West, He's a chase-me-Charley, come-and-kiss-me tiger from the zoo; He's a dandy on the pinch, and he's got a double cinch On the gent that's going careless, and he'll soon cinch you: And he'll soon and he'll soon cinch you!"

Cavanagh's face hardened. "I thought so. Now heave it back and cinch up. It's you to the nearest magistrate, which happens to be Higley, of Roaring Fork. I'll make an example of you fellows."