Clarke courier. [volume] (Berryville, Va.) 1869-1997, 1901-02-20

Gated cowboy. lie was remiss in many
matters Of courtesy.
When Lawrence Irving arrived at
the Madison ranch, his host. In the list
or entertainment he was Offering the
Bostonian. promised an exhibition Of
broncho riding that should stir even
the beat OF that serene gentIeman's
well regulated pulse.
This morning" said be. Il WINS
afraid that | wouldn't Ge able 20 get
my star broncho buster out for your
editcation. Lawrence. for the boys are
telling me that he's been hitting the
jug pretty lively down at the store for
the past p hours. and he's never Leen
much OF drinker. either. but when
told him Miss Glcndower wanted 20
show you the cOnvolutions OF buck
Ing horse il seemed 10 sober him III a
bit. and he not only promised to fur
nish the thrills. but to do the business
up with all the trimmings. for he's 90
Ing TO ride SObrepaso. the man killer
q big. blaze face sOrrcl that every
NaquerO IN the country has given uD
uhconquered- Mesquite himself refus-
Cd TO mount him again some time ago.
But today he is in humor I can't
quite understand. In spite OF the bad
whisky he's been trying to get AWAY
win, and seems ready to tackle any
thing"
I'm grateful TO YOU. Roy. for
"Oh. you'll have TO thank Audrey for
the SHOW. Mesquite is doing il for her
sake solely. lie has been her abiect
slave ever since she came"
Both men laughed and looked nj Miss
Glendower. who did not even smile
II might have been that SIN" did not
hear them.
They rose and went out 20 the shaded
piazza. whore il was cooler. Tn. bs,t
was making Miss Glcndower look pale
Ihey and ia" ranch hands vh1 saw
SobrepaSo-the beautiful red devil"
Mrs. Madison called him-brought out
into the gray. hard beaten square that
formed the arena felt 4 thrill OF merry.
Gus expectancy chilling thrill - MS
Mesquite made ready TO mount. The
horse was blindfolded ere the saddle
was thrown on. hut with all the fury
or a tiend he fought I'm turn hlankct
and saddle and cincha The iaouiino
was slipped ON. the StrruDs tied TO
Gcther under the horses belly. and aD
the while his sQuCalS Of rage and mad.
oened snOrts were those OF an untaulrd
beast that would battle L. thc death
The blind then was pulled up from his
eyes. and at the end Of Il 60 foot reata
he was allowed 10 go buckinS AID
p!unSinG In fury Of uncontrolled
wrath around the Enclosure. st last
sweating and with every nerve twitch.
Ing Ia his mad hatred CT the meddllrc
OF man. he was brought 10 standstiu
and the blind was slipped down once
more. He stood with all four feet brac-
ed stifly, awkvardly apart and his
head down. while Mesquite hitched the
cartridge belt. from which hung his
piStols holster. in place. frightened his
wide trimmed. battered hat ON his head
slipped the strap OF his uulrt ON his
wrist. looked again ut the faStcninrS Of
his big. jingling spurs and then. wiki
Il quick. upward glance at Miss Glen
dower-the first-touched careSSincly
a little bunch Of white primroSCs he
had plucked that morning from thc.
bed In the sand hills and pinned 10 tho
lapel Of his unbuttoncd vest before h,
gathered into his left hand the reirS
and made ready for his catlike spring
into place. So quickly as his left Coct
touched the Stirrup there was thv
sweep Of long leg thrown across the
saddle. Sinuous swing into place. the
blind whipped up from the bloodShat
eyes. the spurred heels grip on the Gin.
cha. shout from the man. deviliSh
sound from the mustang. and Mesquite
was ready for the maddened horses
first upward leap as he went blindly
fighting his way around and around
the Enclosure.
Mesquite sat the Infatuated animal a.
though he himself were nut 4 part OF
the man killer" His seat was su.
perb. Miss Glendower felt tremOr of
pride stir her rs she watched him. that
her lover should witness this maichlcS~
Craftsmanship. She was painting b.,
tween fear and delight while she
watched the boys face. wearing th..
sweet. boyiSh smile. like yer 80 unlike.
the smile she had come 10 know in tho
past weeks. and the yellow curlS blow
ihS OdCN lIOlb the u1ICQ lolene0Q.
SobrepaSo rose In his leaps to great
heights. almost falling backward. to
plunge forward again. with sQueals OF
rage that he could rot unSeat his rider
The boy sat there. n king-king Of his
own little Worthwhile he slapped at
his horses head and witherS with the
sombrerO that swung in his hand
Plunging and leaping around aud
around. now here and now there. about
the Enclosure they went. the horse a
mad hurricane and his rider a centaur.
Mesquite was Swayed back and forth.
TO and fro. but no surge could unsca;
him. Miss Glendower grew warm in
her JOY Of him as she looked.
Then as the man killer gave an
other great upward leap the pistol.
swinging from Mosquitoes belt was
thrown from its holster and. striking
the cantle as il fell, there was a cloud
like pun. not from the dust raised los
beating hoOfs. and sound. not the ter
rible sound OF Il maddened horse. and
the boy swayed backward with the
boyish smile still on his lips AMI the