Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1901-06-29

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When 1 got down the fiat was cleared
for action. and the man called Curlew
was preparing to ride.
He had barely time to draw his
sleeve across his perspiring face when
the half-choked and bewildered pony
had 1eaped, like a flash, to his feet;
at the same fractional part of a second
Curlew was lightly ensconced in the
saddle. stirruped and pulling of the
pony's hood. Blinded by the sun, dazed
and frightened by the weight on his
back. the bay stood quivering for a
short space. But a singing cut from
Curlew's quirt discovered his bond
age to him. Up he reared, straight
and unhesitatingly, till, losing his bal
ance, he dropped over backward with
an ugly thud, the broad horn of the
COW saddle digging into the ground
just where Curlew should have been
But the red-haired rider was to one
side. waiting. He must have been
quick as light, for 1 assure you the
play of the pony was not slow. Again
and again the bay rose in the air
and repeated the backward fall, Curlew
each time eluding it and each time
swinging in the saddle as the playful
brute came to his feet. 1t was all
incredibly rapid, and how the boy
handled his long, loose-jointed legs
is yet a mystery to me. There were
IL of these backward half-somersaults
in that 9O-foot corral, and then the
manoeuvre was over, forming merely
an transformations prelude to the real
tactics of the fight.
IF hat
brought my heart against my ribs the
bay made several sharp sidelong jumps
and then took to running. Through
the corral gate. across the fiat up the
steep pitch, and into the town he went
the whole company of interested spec
tators following at their variously best
PAGES. Curlew set him with swaying
ease, the hackamore rope hanging
loose in his hand; he made no attempt
to stop or to guide.
In the midst of the town the run
ended in the inevitable buck, and
thenceforth the fun waxed fast and fu-
rious. We were not mistaken in our
horse; the brute was all his looks in
dicated-and more. The battle only
lasted some IS minutes, but in that
short space of time he called into ac-
cry and threw himself into every start
ling contortion that horse anatomy
permits of. He bucked straight and
sideways. and turned and fell, and
reared and kicked, squealing again and
again in that fierce, unholy manner
till it seemed impossible that the
plucky red-haired rider could longer
endure the awful back-wrenching
St raj Toll
the horse would have slashed him be-
fore he touched ground or struck with
front feet as he lay. During the first
IL or IA minutes of the fight that
boys life was not worth the value OF
cigarette; between rage and fear the
horse was stark mad, and had there
been the sign of an opening would
have leaped headlong into the repute /
inferno half mile below
AS the moments wore on and his
whole repertoire of strength and STRAIT
| ergy was worked through, without In
| the least unfixing his rider. the white
| eyed pony began to lose heart; it was
| the first time that any man had been
so tenacious of grip. and gradually mis-
! leaps became weaker and less vicious.
| Then Curlew's ouirt and blocd-seeking
forts. but even these could not much
longer sustain the engagement Drip
| ping with blood and sweat, nearly
dead with fatigue, he finally sue
cumbed. and permitted himself to be
| guided by the rider at will A hearty
cheer burst from the crowd, and Cur
le6. rather pale and weak, but ever
| sIGiling. was rapeurously dragged from
the saddle and carried into billions
an inert monument of glory to his
| memory and-demonstrative friends
| After the hero, his worshippers. the
antagonistic party. and all outsiders
had been duly refreshed, which re
| quired some little time we bent our
selves again to the matter in hand
| and prepared to witness the second
bout of the man against horse battle
There was almost as wide a differ
ence of the two riders as between the
bay and the buckskin. The South
! Valley champion was much shorter
than Curiew. and better knit II !
had not seen the confusing dexterity
| of the lanky, red-haired boy, 1 should
have esteemed this the likelier man
| His movements were alert and he
showed much experience; in complex
ion almost black. with bearded and
| somewhat sinister face-.sCharley Raw
| Inns, late av N'Mixico, an bad whin
he's dhrinkin.'" as Dillon catalogue
| him
/, The buckskin pony remained in his
| downcast posture and allowed th=