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Updated: August 15, 2024
The eagle feather in his hair was fluttering, and the smile was still on his lips as they reached the last half mile. Then, in weird and mouthing tone, Chaska sang of wind and wings: "Ho, Huya, Huya deshka, Huya, Huya, Huya deshka, Woo hiya, Woo hiya, Woo hiya, Unkitawa, Unkitawa, Ho!" Strong medicine it must have been, for the Pinto thrilled, and bounded double strong.
Now Little Breeches saw his chance and, leaning forward well, he smote with the quirt and pricked those bronzy flanks, while Rover bounded bounded to his limit. But the Indian boy's magic song rang out again: "Huya Huya, Huya deshka! Huya, Huya, Huya deshka!
Or maybe, at that time, their racer had not been secured." Old Red Cloud slowly rode by with his square jaw set, his eyes a little tight, observing all; but he gave no sign of special interest. The pistol cracked and away they went, while all the crowd held still, so very still for a moment that you could have heard for a hundred yards the medicine song of the Indian boy: "Huya! Huya!
"Ho, Rover! good boy, git, git!" and the white man smote the shining flank; and both the noble brutes responded as they had not done before. The sense of play was gone. It was now the real and desperate race. The gazing thousands ranged about knew that, and the mingled roar of all their voices rose to a mighty booming sound. "Ho, Rover! Run, boy, run!" "Huya, Shunguna, Ho! Ho! Yeh! Yeh!
Then the riders put forth all their skill and each did his best to call forth every ounce of strength and every spurt of speed in his mount. The Indian boy let off his native yell and cried: "Ho, Huya Huya Huya!" and the keen quirt flashed and the buckskin flew.
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