Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1892-03-31

, Die NejIit; bJe DlOOu WHICH puts LILO
horse that possesses even a few drops
Of it SO far above all ordinary horses
that he can hardly be said to be OF
their kind. Trained entirely by kind.
cess. without ever having known whip
or spur, harsh words on rough treat
mcnt. Gray Billy WAS an intelligent.
almost reasoning animal, hismaster's
loving friend, willing to 60 anywhere
or do anything, to the last heart beat
II only he felt that masters hand and
heard his voice.
Rodney began fitting single pow
harness upon the slender body OF the
splendid horse. Billy quivered as he
felt the unaccustomed weight OF the
heavy collar and head stall, but did
not stir foot, only snufting curiors-
ly at his move! trappings and watch
Ing the boy with nstonished gaze. The
last buckle fastened, Rodney led Billy
out of the dark stable. The fire was
alarminQly near. 1t seemed to have
increased tenfoid during the few min
utes passed in the stable and now fill.
ed tho sky. with 1birline clouds of
smoke. while beneath the flames
eporte,, higher than ever. approaching
closer even while he looked at them.
Nellie WAS on the roof with bucket
and Clipper, putting onttheEparks con
stantly falling on the dry shingles.
She saw her brother and called TO
him, anxiously Make haste There's
hardly time enough. even ifR-Sne
did no: finish, but she thought, even
ii Billy will work Every thing they
had in the world--their own lives
depended upon whether The gray horse
would pull the plow to which ne was
now being tackled.
Swapping the second trace fastening,
Rodney led the horse over the grass
land toward the pom, ne had chosen
for the outer line OF defense. Billy fol
lowed quietly, taking no notice OF the
plow humping and rafting at his
heels This in itsel! was wonder. II
he had never before Eel: that clumsy
weigh, trsmmeins his springy steps
tie would have kicked it into fvap-
ments, as indignant protest beineused
as a draught horse But tne critical
test was now TO come Tor they had
reached the proper limit and real work
must begin Rodney ran the point OF
the share into the tough sod adjusted
the reins and grasped TIE pillow
handles.
Come, Billy Chirrup, old boy Bill.
; ly did not move,
Come, now Pull Tor it, ropyN Not
a motion Turning his sma!! head
Billy looked wistfuliy at his master
like child who tries to read the an
swer 10 hard question in The teach
Z crs face
He'd do it il ne knew, though,
Rodney. But he doesn't know on
how can make him underst and? 80
He ran TO Billy's head snd hegar
leading him, at the same time mana
eing the reins gathered up in one h&nd
and using every method ne cou!C
think OF to accuston the horse 50 be
ing directed from behind
an try once more nov! he rnur
cred to himself Selling the handle
- tisht-nea TIA reius and calico
again. Come, Billy, Come, boy
Chirrup!" Suddenly Billy unders' GOD
Down went his head, he croucled and
extended his supple body, tearing the
, turf under hi. shod hools, ana pulled
Rodney began cheer OF Joy, bu;
l stopped it abruptly Billy had
started, but would he keep on
Yes. he would. Strsininc steadily
, against the collar, he went along witt
quick, strong steps al pace that
, was almost trot, while the SHARP
plowshare cut broad ribbon o
, black, moist mold-the first line OF in
treuchment against the enemy
t roaring away there III the dis
! lance.
! Good fellow Good old fellow
cried the boy. when they reached tn
end OF the furrow. And Billy, toss!n
his delicate mead in tins air, gave
T long neigh OF delight. He had Learned
8 it at last! Back again on the secont
t furrow, faster than ever, the iari
8 earth falling away from the brigh
8 stee; like water before a steamer
9 prov. And once more back on Tn
, third, still at the same wonGerfu
8 speed. The burrows were long andth
8 resistance OF heavy earth great, Th
: most unfeeling teaInster would hav
8 rested his slow-going team three times
9 at least, in the distance which Ora,
4 Billy had coyered without stop, n