Semi-weekly interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1881-1905, 1892-12-02
What was that, the crack Of a pistolp

What was that, the crack Of a pistolp
his horse started at the sound and he
saw the smoke floating away from the
weapon in the cowboys hand.
Whether the man did IL out of mean
ness or really thought that by the shot
he could control the actions OF the cat
tie Trask did not have time 10 consider.
His pony reared and turned until no
more control OF the animal was posi-
BILE He had carried his rider far to the
right of the herd when sudden arch
ing of the back ("bucking'' in western
parlance) threw the, colonel violently
into the air and in a moment he was
lying on the prairie with keen pain
darting through his ankle. The pony
was racing away westward
Col. Trask did not faint He sat up
and looked about him and saw some
thing that made him far more anxious
than had the broken ankle.
A man and horse when combined
are inyincible among western cattle.
A man or horse alone has little
chance of life. The brutes seem to
consider either legitimate target for
the slender branching horns that are
capable of so much damage.
The cattle saw the man sitting help
less on the prairie and were starting
with bellows of rage in his direction
This the colonel realized What he
did not see was the form of we'll
poised woman on handsome white
horse that approached the cowboys.
She wore graceful riding-hat and had
a strong womanly face that told of a
capability for management
'Who is that man out thcre?" she
asked, as she saw Trask struggling
with his frightened pony.
81 dunno" was the herder's reply.
"Some dude Z thinks he kin herd
Texas steers. reckon"
Look" she cried, "he has fallen off
and is hurt--and the cattle see him.
The herdcr looked on with unconcern.
why don't you go to save him?" she
asked with blancled lips.
The man gave a shrug with his broad
shoulders and grunted the favorite
motto OF the ranchman: ~ mans life
is his own"
The woman looked intently at Trask.
and seeing that he was i'm some way in
jured, threw riding hat and gloves to
the wind and, plunging the spur into her
horse until the silky white coat was
fieclNed with red, rode furiously to the
rescue.
The herder watched the race with
staring eyes. The woman gained rap
idly upon the trotting steers, but
would she reach the stranger in time?
In moment she was up to him and
had leaped to the ground by his side.
With almost superhuman strength she
lifted his relaxed form and threw il
over the saddle Trask had tainted.
The angry cattle were not FIVE rods
away as with bound she sprang to
the horses back, and, holding the limp
stranger with one hand, dashed the
horse with the other until they were
out of danger
Trask woke up in the implanted
room of the superintendent. He lay on
a rude couch. and the tall, well-formed
lady he had seen riding toward him was
standing near
II would like TO see Mr. Selton," he
whispered as soon as he could speak.
''See whom?n Her voice was soft
and low
The superintendent"
IL am the superintendent"
But want j. G. Seton"
THAT is my name"
Weak as he was. Trask raised him
self up in bed. And have | been
doing business through you all this
timer he gasped.
IF your name is Mr.. Trask, as | am
told it is, you certainly have"
The colonel unused much over his
theory's working during those days in
the cabin as he watched the workings
of the ranch and waited for h is broken
limb To heal As he considered how