Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1889-09-17
INDIAN HORSE RACE.
An Exciting Scene witnessed on the Ptains
- Reliable stake Holder.

An Exciting scene witnessed ON the Ptains
"A Reliable stake Holder.
An elderly Indian OF great dignity OF
presence steps into the ring. and with
grsecfni movement throws his long
red blanket to the ground and drops
on his knees before II. to receive the
wagerS ofsuch as desire to make them.
Men walk up and throw In silver
dollars and every sort OF personal
property imaginable. A Winchester
rife and large nickel-piatea Coits
revolver are laid on the grass near
me by cowboy and an Indian and
then each goes away. II was a wager.
and | thought they might we'll have
confidence in their stakeholder
mother earth Two. ponies. tied head
and head, were led aside and left,
horse against horse No excitement
seemed to prevail. Near me a little
half-Mexican Comanche boy began to
disrobe until he stood clad only in
shirt and breech-cloth. His father
addressed some whispering admoni-
tions and then led up a roam pony,
prancing with impotence and evil
IDENTIFY fully conscious Of The work cut
out for him that day. With a bound
the little fellow landed on the mock of
the pony only half way up. but his
toes caught on the upper muscles OF
the pony's leg. and like a monkey he
ciambered up and was in his seat The
pony was as bare as wild horse. ex-
cept for a bride. and loped away with
his graceful little rider sitting like a
rock. No. not like a rock, but limp
and unconcerned. and az full OF the
motion of the horse as the horses tail
or any other part Of him.
a Kiowa with loose hair and great
coarse face broke away from the group
and galloped up the prairie until he
stopped at what was to be the starting
| point. at the usual distance OF
1.-TWO arrow flights and pitch. /"
He was followed by half a
dozen ponies at an easy lope.
bearing their balf-naksd jockeys. The
| Indian spectators sat about on their
| ponies as unmoved in countenance as
| oysters. being natural gamblers. and
stoical as such should be, while the
| cowboys whispered among themselves.
That's the by stallion there. I"
said one man TO me. as he pointed to a
racer, land he's never been beaten.
| It's his walk-over, and I've got my
| gun up on him with an Injun."
1t was to be flying start. and they
tockeyed a good deal and could not
seem to get of. But presently a pun
of smoke came from the rifle held
aloft by the kiowa starter. and his
horse Jared. The report reached us,
and with scurry the five ponies came
away from the scratch, followed by a
cloud of dust The qutrts few through
the air at every jump The ponies
punched and battered away at name
less rate, for the quarter-race pony is
quick of stride. Nearer and nearer
they came. the riders lying low on
their horses neck. whipping and ky,
yi-yi-ing. The dust in their wake
swept backward and upward and with
a rush they came over the scratch.
with the roam pony ahead and mt
little Mexican fellow holding his quir
aloft, and his little eyes swapping witt
the nervous excitement OF the great
event. He had beaten the inyincible
bay stallion. the pride Of this Conan,
che tribe and as he rode back to his
father his face had the settled calm
which nothing could penetrate, and
which befitted his dignity as youns
runner Frederic Remington. in Cen
fury.