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After several of the steers had been roped, thrown, and tied, there still remained in the arena a sullen and difficult brute, which was as tricky as a rat, and the boys gave him up one at a time. "Why don't you give the girls a chance at him?" shouted a cowgirl derisively, from the seats. "Any girl who wants to tackle him is at liberty to do so," Ted shouted back through his megaphone.
Sally was in a regular cowgirl riding costume, in which her trim, shapely figure showed at its best, and her face was saucy, sparkling, daring. "Good morning, Russ," said Miss Sampson and she gazed searchingly at me. I had dropped off the fence, sombrero in hand. I knew I was in for a lecture, and I put on a brazen, innocent air. "Did you break your promise to me?" she asked reproachfully.
"But I'll hunt up Jessie, and maybe we'll come down after a while to look on." "Oh, you want to learn to shoot!" cried Roger. "Then, when we get to Star Ranch, you can dress up in regular cowgirl fashion, and ride a bronco, and fire off your gun in true western style." "And have a big bear eat me up, eh?" answered Laura. "No, thank you I want to come back East alive.
"But, for pity's sake, Laura!" gasped Nan, "what are they for?" "Don't they make just the uniform needed for a cowgirl? What say? I bet she rides astride, and these old overalls will remind her of home, at Rustlers' Roost, and all that, you know." The shrieks of laughter that answered this proposal threatened to bring some of the teachers and so spoil the fun altogether.
It took all of Enid's and Shirley's persuasions to get Joy into the saddle. "Come on, Joy, don't be a silly! Kit's a trained cowgirl. That horse can't unseat her." Knowing that she was headed toward home, Dolly kept up a steady trot that covered the miles rapidly. There was no more stopping to pant and blow. Dolly knew that food and drink was waiting at the ranch.
In drawing off her buckskin driving-gloves she had put away the cowgirl, and was silent, a little sad even, in the midst of her enjoyment of his dictatorship. And when he said, "If my father reaches Denver in time I want you to meet him," she looked the dismay she felt. "I'll do it but I'm scared of him." "You needn't be. I'll see him first and draw his fire." Mrs. McFarlane interposed.
Pan never missed one of these Sunday visits, and the time came when he rode over on his own account. Lucy was the most satisfactory cowgirl in all the world. She did not object to his being Tex. She tried her best to call him Tex. And she crawled after him and toddled after him with unfailing worship. The grown folks looked on and smiled.
I'm cook to-day, mother's gone to town." The kitchen was clean and ample, and the delicious odor of new-made bread filled it with cheer. As the girl resumed her apron, Wayland settled into a chair with a sigh of content. "I like this," he said aloud. "There's nothing cowgirl about you now, you're the Anglo-Saxon housewife. You might be a Michigan or Connecticut girl at this moment."
"She did seem very nice," murmured Ruth. "Pooh! A vulgar cowgirl!" sneered Miss Dixon. "There is a nice room near mine," went on Alice. "She could have that, I should think. The Apgars don't use it, and it is certainly annoying to be pestered by a young man!" and she looked with uptilted nose at Paul, who said emphatically: "Well, I like that!" "If I could bring her here " began Mr. Pertell.
So, sitting on Angel, a new one was brought me, a chirky young thing, a cowgirl affair of high felt crown and broad rim. And, at this moment, a gentleman I had never seen before, but who is green in my memory, stepped forward and presented me with his own hat-band. It was of leather, and it bore this vigorous and inspiriting inscription: "Give 'er pep and let 'er buck."
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