Morning journal and courier., 1886-02-12
BREAKING A BRONCHo.

The Severe but Salutary Lessons Civ
 en by Cowboys to URbroken Colts.
 From the San Francisco Chroncle.l
 While the boss goes on assigning the horses Tex coils up his riata, rope of plaited raw hide as large as your finger and from fifty to eighty feet long. On the end of this is worked "hondoo," or small ring of raw hide, through which the rope is doubled, and he pulls enough slack through it to make loop fifteen or twenty feet in circum- ference. Holding the coil in his left hand he grasps the rope just outside the loop and holds it in his right hand, doubled back on the loop. Then he throws the loop out behind him and shouts to the colt, who makes dash along the side of the corral As he passes Tex throws the loop over hand and jerks it taut as it falls over the pony's head. The frightened colt runs to the end of the rope at full speed, and meanwhile Tex crouches on the ground with his weight thrown back on the rope The pony changes ends with a jerk that almost breaks his neck, and then Tex runs up to him. This gives him slack and starts him again, and after the performance has been gone through dozen times the pony the first step toward his education is &C., complished. He is then named This is subject for debate and Tex finally decides on ''Streaks," as appropriate to & ''paint" or piebald horse. Streaks is led out of the cor ral, and while one of the other boys holds the rope Tex takes another rope, and as the pony runs past him snares his fore feet and throws him. This second rope is passed to another man, who holds it so that the pony is powerless.
 Blanket and saddle are cinched on and the 'thaekamore, a sort of halter with a nose piece that will draw tightly when pulled, is put on. To this is added hCrsehair rope 1Ial zcA | |. .-.E has been put over the pony's eyes the other ropes are loosed Streaks pIunges to his feet and runs on the macarte. This he finds even more unprofitable than running on the riaat, for the nose-piece brings him up all standing. When he is quiet enough to ap- proach Tex ties the macarte so as to make reins and throws himself into the saddle. Streaks looks as if he meant mischief, and the bystanders climb up on ths corral to be out of harms way Sometimes 8 mounted man is at hand to ''haze" the broncho and keep him from running through a wire fence or smashing into wagon. Tex reaches over and raises the blind and then the fun begins. Streaks stands still for moment, and then makes mad plunge in the air and lands on his stiffened fore legs with his nose almost on the ground. Tex has balanced himself and returns the compliment with touch of the spur. Streaks makes a succession of plunges, changing ends at every jump, and striking the ground like street paver's ram ner. He is evidently stp1umb son of a harder for the rider than if he pitched straight ahead.
 The boys shout encouragingly: ''Sit him deep, Tex" California him." "Hang and rattle" ''Set him afire, :" 'sLook for prickly pear to light on," "Mind that prairie-dog town" Tex plies spur and cuerdo, shouting 'I-i-c-a-a," talismanic word of much re- hno lyS finds that bucking is no use, and he sudden ly rears and falls over backward, driving the horn of the saddle into the ground. He looks around to enjoy the sight of Tex's lifeless body, but Tex is standing by his head with the coil of the macarte, which had been caught under his belt, fast in his left hand. When Streaks finds his feet again Tex is on his back and the pony makes a bolt of it. A mile or two tells on him, and Tex manages to jerk his head around so that he heads for home again. When the pony is so exhausted that he is comparative ly submissive he is 'tbroke horse" He will be harder to ride the second time when he is bitted than the first, but by the time he has been mounted half dozen times be will be quite tractable Then he hus to be taught to ''savvy cows," and must learn to dodge, stop and whirl around like a cat.
 LOUISE MICHEL IN PRISON. Observations on the Relative Socia-
 bility of Cats and Hats.
 Paris Letter to the London News.1
 Louise Michel brought four cats with her from Noumea to France. They were given her when she arrived in New Caledonia by convict, who had served her time and was to Europe. The youngest, Nous tache, is now sixteen, and the eldest, Ninette, is nineteen They were with her at St. Lazare. The fourth killed himself un- der circumstances honorable to himself and his mistress. The day she was returning from London he was on the top of house. When he saw her getting out of the cab, he, in trying to jump from balcony to balcony, fell into the street from the third story and was so injured that he died in a few hours.
 These cats at St. LaZare were taught to live on good terms with the rats that came every morning in crowds to Louise's cell to be fed. I asked the "Citoyenne" what she thought of the rat. She said that it was in telligent, incapable of attaching itself, she thought, to human being, and more on the