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I'll join you in a tin dipper of spring water, but that's all." "Well, if you won't you won't, I suppose," the man said, slowly. "Everybody to their notion. I don't take much, but I like a little now and then. So here goes." Jack did not stay to see what the man did, but walked on to the spring with Sunger.
He set off on foot, but came running back. "I'll get Sunger," he told himself, speaking aloud, a habit engendered by the lonliness of the mountains. "He's quite a way off yet, but Sunger will make short work of the distance."
The pony showed no trace of lameness, now, for which Jack was glad, as he had a hard ride ahead of him. As the lad was getting himself a drink, and letting Sunger get some from a pool below the spring, Jack heard the sound of a galloping horse, and looked up in surprise.
"Your father is a little late to-night, isn't he Jack?" "Yes, Mrs. Watson, he should have been here a half-hour ago, and he would, too, if he had ridden Sunger instead of his own horse." "You think a lot of that pony of yours, don't you, Jack?" and a motherly-looking woman came to the doorway of a small cottage and peered up the mountain trail, which ran in front of the building.
Get off or I'll yank you off, and I won't be easy about it, either!" Jack felt it best to obey. He leaped from the Saddle, and then, with a sharp slap on the flank of Sunger, he cried to his pony: "Go on, boy! Home!" The intelligent animal sprang forward, and before any of the men could catch him had darted off down the dark trail in the direction of Rainbow Ridge.
Jack half-wished that he might be called upon to defend the mail and express from bandits. He was armed, and he dwelt on the thought of what a hero he might prove himself to be. But everything was very prosaic. His pony did not even slip and fall, but came through on schedule time, or, rather, a little ahead of it, for Jack urged Sunger on.
Thus Jack exclaimed, as he leaped from the Saddle and held the reins lightly to restrain Sunger. The pony snorted, whinnied, and, after prancing about a few moments, stood still. "That's better!" commented Jack. "Now let's see what happened."
And Sunger justified the confidence reposed in him. "Hello! We've been wondering what kept you! Why, it's Jack!" exclaimed Jed Monty, the grizzled stage driver, as the lad galloped up to the Mansion Hotel, whence the start for the east was made. "Sorry to be late, but dad's taken sick!" cried Jack, as he flung the bags to the driver. "Sick, eh? That's too bad.
Hustle into what clothes you can! We've got to skip! The dam is going out! Quick now!" "Warn the others nearest you!" Jack cried, as he turned Sunger away from the house. "I'm going to ride on down below and give the alarm." "I will!" the man answered. "You've probably saved our lives!"
You know the trail, Sunger! You've got to take the mail through! It's the only way to save it!" Jack felt that it was useless longer to try to fight off the effects of the drug. It was too strong and powerful for him, and he realized that he must have been given a heavy dose. He could hardly see now.
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