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Updated: June 7, 2025
The very first shot smites Jaybird plumb through the hat, an' he goes off his pony without even mentionin' about it to either Tutt or me. "`That's all thar is to the report. Dave an' me pulls up our broncos, abandons the joke, lays Jaybird across his saddle like a sack of corn, an' returns to state the case. "'Whatever did you-alls do with this frightened stranger? asks Enright.
"It was a rescue, man!" "Well, well, let ut go at that! But tell me, Sorr" he lowered his voice to a confidential rumble "fwhat's this I hear that ye have yer bhoy wid ye? Sure I niver knew that ye was a man av family." He looked toward the slender lad who, with the readiness of a grown man, was helping the driver of the buckboard to unhitch his team of four broncos.
He had visioned Western girls as hard-voiced horse-women, masculine, bold, and rather scornful of a man who did not wear chaps and ride broncos. True, Dorothy was not like the girls in the East. She seemed less sophisticated less inclined to talk small talk just for its own sake; yet, concluded Bartley, she was utterly feminine and quite worth while.
After the "busting" of the broncos had come to an end, there was a two-mile race, for a first and a second prize, put up by the two ranch owners. In this race nine of the cowboys started, amid a wild yelling and the cracking of numerous pistols, for the average cowboy is not enjoying himself unless he can make a noise. "They are off!" yelled Phil. "Yes, and see them go!" added Dave.
He dismounted somewhere behind us and covered them with sacking." "What for?" she asked, shivering again with the nameless dread. "You recall what I was saying when the broncos shied: his object was to creep up behind us and listen. He has done it more than once since we left the end-of-track, and this time " "Yes?" "This time he heard what he wanted to hear."
Three hours after the stage bearing Dodge and his party pulled up at the City Hotel, Tom Ross and Jesse drove in behind a pair of fagged-out broncos at two in the morning. Jesse had had no sleep of any sort and no proper nourishment for five days, and had just strength enough left to drag himself up one flight of stairs and tumble into bed, from which he did not emerge for many hours.
"We won't give you any trouble that way," said Dave, with a grin. "Regular camp food is good enough for us, and I can sleep almost anywhere if I am tired enough." "And you can't beat Dave riding," broke in Roger. "When he was at Star Ranch he busted the wildest bronco you ever saw." "Is that so! Well, I don't like no wild broncos.
She took the reins from him and spoke to the fidgetting broncos. They plunged forward and started off on a lope. Ashton perceived that she did not intend to wait for him. He caught Gowan's look of mingled exultance and envy, and dashed for the corral. Rocket was outside, but at his call trotted to meet him, whinnying for his morning's lump of sugar.
"But these are broncos." "Yes; I believe that is what you call them. Monsieur Bill of Buffalo, New York, sent them as a present to Madame Rosalie when he was in Paris." There they were two ewe-necked cayuses one a pinto with a wall-eye; the other a dun with a black line down the back. I challenged Antoine to saddle them and we would ride.
He is a man of about sixty, with long mustaches and strong aquiline features very like the type of American plainsman that Frederic Remington so well portrayed. He has lived everything that he has written. At different periods of his life he has dived for pearls in the islands, herded sheep, broken broncos, and known every chance and change of Australian station life.
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