Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-01-10

at tnll speed, ne llJeu MS AOlO U.s.
welcome, be flung out his hind legs 10
repeI. ne leaped as if be were spring
/ ing over bayonets, he pranced and cur
veted as II he were the pretty plaJthlng
of A girl; finally, when he had amused
himself and delighted me sufficiently,
ne trotted up and snuffed about me,
Just out Of reach.
A horse knows q friend by instinct.
I So does a man. But a mai, vain crea-
turel is willing to repel Instinct ana
trust intellect, and so suffers from the
attempt to revise his first impressions,
which, If he is healthy, are intalllole.
The black, instinctlyely knowing me
for a friend, came forward and MADE tine
best speech he could Of welcome-a
neigh and DO more. Then, feeling dis
APPOINTMENT that his compliment could
not be more melOdiOuSly or gracefully
turned, he approached nearer, and, not
without shying and starts, OF which L
took no notice, at last licked my hand,
mt his head upon my shoulder, suffered
me TO put my arm round his neck and
i'm fact laviShed upon me every marx OF
confidence. We were growing last
friends when heard a sound OF coming
hoois. The black tore away with
snort and galloped off with the herd
after him. A Mexican vaquero dashed
down the slope in pursuit. l hailed MIN.
"A qulen es csc caballo-el negrito?"
"Aquel diablo! eS del Senior Gerrian.
And he sped on,
l knew Gerrian. BE was Pike OF
the hotter class. He had found his way
early to California, bought a mission
farm. and established himself as a
ranchero. His herds, drOves and focks
darkened the hills.
1t CHANGED that, when | was making
nv arrangements TO start for homo,
business took me within mile of Ger
rian's ranch. remembered my inter
view with the black. IL occurred to me
that would ride down and ask the ran
chero TO sell me his horse for my
journey.
1 found Gerriau, a lank, wire drawn
man, burned almost Mexican color,
Ioupgipg i'm the shade of his adobe
house. I told him my business In a
word.
"No bueno, strangerm said he.
"Why not? Do you want TO keep the
horse?"
"No, not partickler. Thar amt a
better stallion nor him this side the
South Pass; but can't do nothing with
him no more'n yer can with steam
boat when the cap'n says, Beat or
hustr He's a black devil, eff thar ever
was a devil into a horses hide. Some
body's tried to break him down when
he was a colt, an now he won't stan no.
body goan near him"
sell him to me, and I'll try him with
kindness"
"No, stranger. I've tux a middlin'
shine to you from the way you got OF
that Chinaman them Pixies was goan to
hang fur stealing the mule what he
hadn't stoled. I've TUX mindlin' kind
er shine 10 You, and l don want to see
yer neck broke, long er me. That thar
black IN shut up the hinge in yer neck
so tight that yer'll never look up to Their
TOP of a redwood az ain. Allowin' you
hain't got an old OK yoke into yer fur
| backbone, yer'll keep off that thar black
kettrypid till the Injins tie yer on, aud
motion yer TO let him slide or be shot. 4"
"My backb bone is pretty stiff" said L;
81 will risk my neck"
The greasers Is some on bosses, you'll
give In, | reckon. Well, thar amt a
greaser on my ranch tbat'll put leg over
that thar streak er four-legged light
ming; no, not IL yer'd chain off for him
claim of six SOAR leagues in the raal
old Garden Of Paradise an stock it with
ther best gang or bullOCks this side er
Sante Fee"
But Pm not Mexican; Pm the
stifTest kind Of Yankee. l don't give In
TO horse or man. Besides, II he throws
me and breaks nv neck l get my claim
in Paradise at once"
''Well, stranger, you've drawed yer
bead on that thar black, as anybody
can see, an ei mans drawed his bead
thar amt no use tellin him to put of. "
''No. II you'll sell I'll buy"
well, il you wunt 20 fur to ask me
TO throw in coffin to boot, p'raps We
ken scare up a trade. How much do
you own in the Foolonner mine?"
have forgotten TO speak OF my mine
BY its title. A certain Pike named Pc
grum, Colonel. Pegrsm, pompous Pike
from Pike county, Missouri, had once
owned mine. The SpaniardS, finding the
syllahleS Pegrum harsh mOrsel, spoke OF
the colonel, as they might Of any Strsn-
ger, as Don FulanO-sS we would say,
John Smith" 1t grew to be nickname
and finally Pegrum, taking his donship
rs a title of honor, had procured an act
Of the legislature clubbing him formally
Don Fulano Pegrum. From him our
quartz cavern had taken its name.
l told Gerrian that l owned one-quar-
ter Of the Don Fulano mine.
"Then you're jess one-Quarter richer'n
ef YOU owned half, and jess three-quar-
tiers richer'n ef you owned the hull kit
and Doodle of it,"
You are right" said I. 1 knew 1t by
bitter heart.
"Well, stranger, less see eff we can't
banter fur a trade. I've got boss that
ken kill ayry man. That's so; Amt it?"
''You say So"
you've got 2 mine that'll break avry
man, short pocket or long pocket
That's so; amt it?"
''No doubt OF that"
well, now; my curwolyow's got grit
into him, and sos that thar pile er
quartz er yourn got gold into it. But
you can't git the Slugs out er your min.
eral, and I can get the kicks blasted
sight thicker'n anything softer out er
my animal. Here's horse agin mine
which'd yer rether hev, allowin' t was
toss up and win"
"HorSer said I. 81 don't know how
bad be is, and do know that the mine is
worse than nothing to me-"
LOCKER here, stranger! You're goan
home across lots. You want a horse.
I'm goan TO stop here. I'd jess as lives
gamble off q hundred or two head o.