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Updated: May 11, 2025
"Hello, Jack," called Dave Naab, into the dark. "I knew that was you. Silvermane sure rings bells when he hoofs it down the stones. How're you and dad? and did you find Mescal? I'll bet that desert child led you clear to the Little Colorado." Hare told the story of the fruitless search. "It's no more than we expected," said Dave. "The man doesn't live who can trail the peon.
"'All right, said Snap, 'get a horse, hurry hurry! "Then Dene dismounted and went toward the corral saying, 'I shore want Silvermane. "Mescal reached the gate ahead of Dene. 'Let me get Silvermane. He's wild; he doesn't know you; he'll kick you if you go near him. She dropped the bars and went up to the horse. He was rearing and snorting.
Billy Naab rowed across with the saddle and packs. Then August had to crowd the lazy burros into the water. Silvermane went in with a rush, and Charger took to the river like an old duck. August and Jack sat in the stern of the boat, while Billy handled the oars. They crossed swiftly and safely. The three burros were then loaded, two with packs, the other with a heavy water-bag.
Silvermane walked into the glade with a saddle-girth so tight that his master unbuckled it only by dint of repeated effort. Evidently the rich grass of Thunder River Canyon appealed strongly to the desert stallion. "Here, Silver, how do you expect to carry us out if you eat and drink like that?" Hare removed the saddle and tethered the gray to one of the cottonwoods.
"We climbed out of the canyon up over Coconina, and so made the spring." Naab whistled in surprise and he flashed another keen glance over Hare and his horse. "Your story can wait. I know about what it is after you reached Silver Cup. Come in, come in, Dave will look out for the stallion." But Hare would allow no one else to attend to Silvermane.
"No more than I expected. It was Bolly," replied Dave. "Bolly it was, confound her black hide!" added August. "Now, boys, did she whistle for Silvermane, or to warn him, which?" "No telling," answered Billy. "Let's lie low, and take a chance on him coming close. It proves one thing you can't break a wild mare. That spirit may sleep in her blood, maybe for years, but some time it'll answer to "
Twice the workers saw Silvermane standing on open high ridges, restive and suspicious, with his silver mane flying, and his head turned over his shoulder, watching, always watching. "It'd be worth something to find out how long that stallion could go without water," commented Dave. "But we'll make his tongue hang out to-morrow. It'd serve him right to break him with Black Bolly."
A Navajo whom Hare remembered stared with axe idle by the woodpile, then Judith Naab dropped a bundle of sticks and with a cry of gladness ran from the house. Before Silvermane had come to a full stop Mescal was off. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him, then she left Judith to dart to the corral where a little black mustang had begun to whistle and stamp and try to climb over the bars.
He rested a few moments, gave Bolly sparingly of grain and water, and once more took to the trail. From the ridge below the spring he saw Silvermane beyond the valley, miles ahead of him. This day seemed shorter than the foregoing one; it passed while he watched Silvermane grow smaller and smaller and disappear on the looming slope of Coconina.
Then he led Mescal and Jack to the top of the stone wall above the corral, where they had good view of a considerable part of the plateau. The eastern rise of ground, a sage and juniper slope, was in plain sight. Hare saw a white flash; then Silvermane broke out of the cedars into the sage.
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