Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1893-01-03
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We rode up and fastened our horses,
The black was within the corral paving
the ground, neighing and whinnying.
His companions kept st . respectful dis.
tsnce.
"Don't send In Josef" said I to Ger
dan. "0nly let him keep OF the horses,
20 that I shall not be kicked, and I will
try my hand at the black alone"
"Ill hev EN- all turned out excep,
that black devil. and then you ken 10 In
and take your own resk with him. Akkes
Josef" continued the ranchero, "fwarer
toethosei Dayher hel diablor'
Jose drove the herd out Of the staked
inclosure. The black showed no spe-
cial disposition to follow. He trotted
about at his ease snuflng at the stakes
and barn.
entered alone. Presently he began
to repeat the scene Of our frst meeting
on the prairie. It was not many min.
utes before we were good friends. he
would bear my caresses and my arm
about his neck and that was all for an
hour. At last, after . good hours work,
] persuaded him to accept . halter.
Then by gentle seductions I induced him
to start and accompany me homeward.
Gerrian and the Mexican looked on In
great wonderment.
"Praps that Is the best way" said the
modern patriarch, "ef . man has got
patience. LOCKER here, stranger. amt
you terrible fellow among womenY'
l lconfessed my want Of experience.
swell. you will be when your time
comes. lallowed from seeing you handle
that thar hoss that You had got your hand
In on women-they Is the wust devils to
tame ever seed"
] had made my arrangements to start
about the first Of September with the
Sacramento mail riders. brace Of jolly
dogs, brave fellows, who, with their
scalps as well secured AZ might be, ran
the gantlet every alternate month to
Salt Lake. That was long before the
days Of coaches. No pony express was
dreamed Of. A trip across the plains
without escort or caravan had still some
elements of heroism, II II have not today.
Meantime one Of my ardent partners
from San Francisco arrived to take my
place ut the mine.
81 don't think that quartz looks quite
20 goldy rs 1t did ut q distance" said he.
"Well," said old Gerrian, who had
come over to take possession Of his shars
Of our bargain; "it Is whiter'n It's yaller.
It does look about as bad of fur slugs rs
the cellar OF an Indiana bank. But ]
bleeve In luck, and luck Is olluz comin
at me with Its head down and both eyes
shet. I'm goan to shove bullocks down
this here hole, or the price Of bullocks,
until I make 1t pay"
Ny wooing OF the black occupied all
my leisure during my last few days.
Every day q circle Of Pixies collected to
see my management. hope they took
lessons In the. law Of kindness. The
horse was well known throughout the
country, and my bargain with Gerrian
was noised abroad.
The black would tolerate no one but
me. With me he established rs close a
brotherhood as can be between man and
beast. He gave me to understand, by
playful protest, that 1t was only by bis
good pleasure that I was permitted on
his back and that he endured saddle and
bridle; rs to spur and whip, they were
not thought OF by either. He did not
obey, but consented. exercised no con.
troll. We were OF one mind. We became
q Centaur. Iloved that horse rs have
loved nothing else yet, except the other
persouages with whom and for whom he
acted In this history.
manned him Don Fulano.
Ihad put my mine into him. He rep
resented to me the whole visible. tangible
result Of two long. workaday years. drag
ged out In that dreary spot among the
Pixies, with nothing In view except barren
hillsides ravaged by mines, and the un.
beautiful shanties Of miners as rough as
the landscape.
Don Fulano. q horse that would not
sell, was my profit for the sternest and
toughest work Of my life! Hooked at
him and looked at the mine, that pile oi
pretty pebbles, that pile Of bogus ore,
and did not regret my bargain. Inever
have regretted II. my kingdom for a
horse"-so much Of Kingdom rs ! had.
I had given.