United States or Bermuda ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"That was a dandy picture of cowboys lassoing wild steers last night." "I wish I could go and see that!" exclaimed Freddie. "Some other time, maybe," his mother promised. "I am going to take you all shopping now, and buy you each something." Nan's eyes shone in delight at this, for she liked, very much, to go shopping with her mother. Mr.
Have the Indians come?" asked Bert, for some of the cowboys had said a few Indians from a neighboring reservation usually dropped in for a visit about this time of year. "No, I don't see any Indians," answered Nan, who had looked out of a window, after hurriedly getting dressed. "But I see a lot of the cowboys." "Oh, maybe they're going after the Indians!" exclaimed Bert.
When the cowboys, with Hi Lang in the lead, reached the Overland girls, they discovered Grace Harlowe calmly sitting on the runaway bronco's head to hold him down. "Get Miss Briggs out from between the pony's legs. She can't help herself. Drag the man out, too. The pony fell on him," urged Grace. "Are you hurt, Mrs. Gray!" begged Hi anxiously. "No." "And Miss Briggs!" "I think not.
The other cowboys howled with delight. The humor of the situation caught their fancy, and they yelled a chorus of protestation in Hoover's ears. In this Colonel Allen joined. "Don't spile the weddin'," he pleaded. "This event has already rounded up the Sweetwater outfit fer yuh, an' saved yuh more time than you'll lose by waitin' till it's over. Then we'll all jine yuh."
Don't get lost on the way, please, as this West is rather large and I might have difficulty in finding you. "The conductor will see that you change at the junction and don't forget that you get out at Quantos. "My ranch is so clean that it doesn't know itself, and some of my cowboys are laying in a stock of new collars in honor of your arrival.
Both of them thought that that excuse was reasonable, and Fred told them that they were expected to be vigilant in the discharge of their work and that they would employ more cowboys. "Now you two can lie down here and sleep while we keep watch." "Boss, we'll watch while you sleep," was the reply. "No, we are going to keep watch ourselves.
"While I was rushing Rojas a couple of cowboys shot out the lamplights. A Mexican who pulled a knife on me got hurt, I guess. Then I think there was some shooting from the rebels after the room was dark." "Rushing Rojas?" queried Thorne, leaning close to Dick. His voice was thrilling, exultant, deep with a joy that yet needed confirmation. "What did you do to him?"
The upper windows of the court-house filled with figures. An irregular fire drove the cowboys to the shelter of a side street. In the wide doorway of the court-house several men crouched behind a blue-steel tripod. Those still in the square crowded past and into the building.
They had him surrounded, then. He had no chance. The game was up. He drew his revolver and dropped on his knee to aim. And then round the curve with a rush and a roar, riding like fiends, came Melton, Dick and Tom, with twenty cowboys at their back. There was a wild whoop when they caught sight of Bert, and his comrades flung themselves from the saddle and rushed toward him.
The picture was taken out in the Mohave desert; for the making of it the director had scoured the West for riders and ropers and cowboys of the old school.
Word Of The Day