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Updated: June 15, 2025
On November fifteenth Danny Leighton announced that Panchito was "right on edge" and, with a few weeks of experience in professional company, fit to make the race of his career. The winter meeting was already on at Tia Juana and, with Farrel's consent, Panchito was lovingly deposited in a well-padded crate mounted on a motor truck and transported to El Toro.
"It will leave you folks in undisputed possession of the house and the ranch, leave Bill Conway free to proceed with his valuable contract and leave me free to mount Panchito and fare forth to other and more virgin fields I trust. All of this within a period of forty-eight hours." Was it fancy, or had her face really blanched a little? "Why why, Don Mike! How extraordinary!"
Panchito knows far more about herding and roping steers than he does about professional racing, and enters the list with no preparation other than the daily exercise afforded in bearing his owner under a forty-pound stock saddle and scrambling through the cactus after longhorns. Evidently Don Quixote knows it all.
He glanced down at the angry red scar on the back of his right hand and remembered. What a charger was Panchito for a battery commander! Farrel remained in the smoking-car throughout the rest of his journey, for he feared the possibility of a renewal of acquaintance with his quondam companion of the dining-car should he return to the observation-platform.
"I have heard of such men. I observed the two who talked with you and the jefe politico assured me yesterday that they are reliable gentlemen. I am prepared to trust them. Why not? Should they attempt to escape with my money when Panchito wins as win he will I would quickly stop those fine fellows."
Upon his nose Farrel balanced the lump of sugar, backed away, and stood in front of him. The horse did not move. Suddenly Farrel snapped his fingers. With a gentle toss of his head, Panchito threw the lump of sugar in the air and made a futile snap at it as it came down. Then he rose, picked the lump up carefully, and, holding it between his lips, advanced and proffered his master a bite.
Parker flushed and was plainly ill at ease. Farrel turned to Kay. "I do not know yet where you folks came from, but I'll make a bet that I can guess in one guess." "What will you bet, my erudite friend?" the girl bantered. "I'll bet you Panchito against a box of fifty of the kind of cigars your father smokes." "Taken. Where do we hail from, Don Mike?" "From New York city." "Dad, send Mr.
"Yes, I do, pa, but you can't have Panchito until you do something for me." "Up jumped the devil! What do you want?" "If you accept a favor from Miguel Farrel you ought to be sport enough to grant him one. If you ever expect to see Panchito in your racing colors out in front at the American Derby, Miguel must have a renewal of his mortgage." "Oh, the devil take that mortgage.
By his direction, I saddled Panchito with the black carved-leather saddle, and he mounted with my aid and rode to El Toro. I followed on the black mare. At El Toro, in the plaza, in the presence of all the people, a great general shook your father's hand and pinned upon his breast the medal that belongs to you. It was a proud moment for all of us. Then we rode back to the San Gregorio.
"Well, it would never have occurred to me to propose to her before Panchito reached the wire first, but now that I am my own man again and able to match her, dollar for dollar, it may be that I shall consider an alliance, provided the lady is gracious enough to regard me with favor." "I wish you luck," John Parker replied, coldly. "Let us join the ladies."
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