The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-07-02

came down from gallop to lope and
a lope to a walk, and last to a halt.
The grass grew high beside the stream,
so high that it would conceal even a
large object from view. Charlie Allen
looked all about from the vantage Of
his saddle.
This is pleasant" said Charlie rue
fully. Il don't think the Cat would
ever throw him and then run away like
that, but where on earth did the brute
throw him to? He can't have pitched
into the river"
From the fort came the blare of the
band as it played the new guard to
parade in front of the adjutant. At
the sound Charlie almost wept-
Half past nine and half an hour
wasted trying to catch this beast OF an
old Cat The fun will begin right after
guardmount, ard I'll miss the tug OF
war. l wonder of Arrowhead could
have been killed by the fall, Arrow
head! oh! Arrowhead, where are you?
There came from the high grass a
dozen yards away prolonged groan,
a violent sneeze, and a great cultural,
disguised Ugh" Charlie Allen rose in
his stirrups with a cry of relief.
"Hoorayi Jimmy, but l thought you
were dead. Arrowhead I've caught the
Cat Are you hurt?'
From the concealing grass arose TO a
sitting position a queer figure, with
long black hair, the blacklist and
brightest of eyes, and a coppery COM
plexion. 1t was an Indian boy of about
Charles age. Although an Indian,
however. and from the reservation near
the post where Colonel Allen command
ed. be was not dressed like an Indian,
but almost as neatly as Charlie him
self, only wearing moccasins in place OF
Charles natty riding boots.
Hurry up" cried the coloneIS son.
THE Cats all right for the race. He
is not winded at all. He gave me a
dance to catch him though. Say, are
are you really hurt?N
Fell on my head said the Indian
laconically, in excellent English. Its
sore. but my leg-it's
Not broke Oh, Murder, won't you
be able to ride? Perhaps it's only
bruised Oh, Arrowhead, try.'
Arrowhead tried and rose stoically to
his feet, sitting a groan. Charlie dis
mounted and led the ponies 70 him.
Let me see
The leg had apparently struck
AGAINST a ragged stump of wood when
the Indian had been thrown from his
pony. and the inside, above the knee,
was bruised and bloody.
Gust where you will have TO press
il to guide the Cat. TIN be stiff and
swollen by the afternoon when the
races come off. It's all uD, Arrow
head Ihe Cat and you are out of it,
and with-a-tail will laugh at US.
The Indian boys eyes assumed the
steady, inscrutable stare or the Ameri-
can asorigine, and his jaws set firmly.
as he sat down again in the grass hold
ing in his hand the bride of the now
obedient Cat who had caused all this
trouble. but was nibbling grass at pres
ent as if he had never done anything
wrong in all his life. Charlie Sat down
also. disconsolate-
you beast" said he to the Cat, you
might have won the race and the prize
and glory, and now you've spoiled
everything. You BEAST"
Me- said the Indian stolidly, me
shall ride the Cat all the same"
with that leg" said Charlie, I'D
like TO see you-you couldn't grip him.
You'd ffase another fall and the In
dams on the reservation would never
let you hear the end of it."
So they fell to silent rejecting, and
heard the pistol shot from the post
which announced that the first of the
sports had commenced. Soon a great
clamor of voices and loud cheers
sounded all over the plain around about
the post.
That's the tug of war" said Charlie.
but they made no move, for their
Fourth of July was spoiled TO them.
Thus they sat for a long time, when
suddenly the coloners son clapped his
friend on the shoulder and cried with
sparkling eyes, I've got it! Man-with-
a-tail won't win yeti"
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