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

i cd pIOSTcSS cACceu 1uO ydfuS- II was
most astonishing, not one superf1uous
movement was made; he simply kept
on and on, each jump being alost semi
circular, that is. landing with his head
where his tail had started from, and
| vice versa
This is what the cowpunchers call
changing ends, and it is not difiicu,t
to imagine the effect of such a pro-
tracted merry-go-round sensation OF
| the rider The bucking was neither
| high nor fierce, but the strain of that
| continuous swirl must have been rack
ing There was one slight variation
which the scrubby buckskin allowed
himself in his system, though this was
of such nature as to be rather discon-
certing to rider with a head already
| far from steady. 1t was to turn in the
| air after the usual fashion, but instead
| of alighting on stiffened legs, to fall
clumsily on one side, the pony saving
| himself by bending his foreleg back
under him. 1t was an ugly trick to
| evade, and the black New Mexican
must have been clear grit to hold his
own SO long His face grew pallid
and drawn, and after awhile his stom-
ach revolted
At the close of the second hour he
was helpless; his will was still in the
thing, but his body was limp and in
effective. and the blood slowly trickled
| from his nose and ears. The pony
still worked with the monotorous reg
| ularity of a steam exhaust and the
end was unquestionably near.
When it came, the man was sprawled
to one side, and the horse immedi-
ately lapsed into his usual dropping
| attitude of afoh fr,J Gle
| of us ran to assist Rawlins, who lay
| just as he had fallen, too weak to rise
But he waved us back; his face was
malignant with shame and anger, and
| distorted by pain; altogether, with the
| pallor and the blood-streaked beard,
| he was not an exhilarating sight Roll
ing over to his side, he raised himself
partially on an elbow, and before we
| could close on him had drawn his
Colts and fired The big gun spoke
| sharply, and with moan that was al
most human the buckskin pony lurched
heavily to the ground.
We reached Rawlins in time to takt
the smoking revolver from his nerve
less grasp; but as he fell back again
| heard him multer thickly: "There,
curse We, y mud-skinned hell-hound!
Ye'l wear no more men outi'
The PROSTATE broncho-buster's
| friends had taken him up and Dillon
was in the midst of brilliant address,
| awarding with much ornate language
| the purse to Curlew, when an incident
| in the form of anti-climax took the
| floor from the speaker and wound up
the sport with a hearty burst of good
| natured reclamation.
l had the history of this incident
afterward. 1t seems that the boys o;
the town-the Juveniles, 1 mean-had
organized and schemed to place an UNI
registered and unexpected entry in the
| contest; and their scheme was emil
nently successful-and amusing The
camp supported little half-breed
youth OF about II years, a marvel in
his lore for and command over horses;
he must have been born and reared
upon thcir backs, so easily did he be-
come them. 1t was this urchin, Pc
| dro by name. wfia was elected to rep
resent the younger faction in the rid
| ing There was one difficulty that
would have baffied most boys; no bad
| horse was forthcoming, but Pedro was
| SO extremely Indifferent as to the ma
/ ture or build of his mount that even
| this was an easy adjustment. At the
| extreme upper end of the town was
butchers COW corral, and in it confined
a bunch of cattle new from the range;
| enc of these, great red and white
4-year-old steer, was selected, and Pc
dro eagerly started on his ride to fame
Dillon was getting well warmed t1
| his much-prepared and patriotic ora
ton, when Pedro and the frantic steer
|.appeared, rushing down the pitch from
the town above. There was an unre
| strained howl from the assemblage, il
which even Dillon Joined, and to
| dirty, daredevil brat shot cut an an.
| swering grin from the careening bach
of his astonished steer. 1t was thini
to make the old gulch CULVER with
| laughter. Some one had dressed tht
boy especially for the game; he had or
a pair of heavy fringed, full-sizeL
snaps, at least eight inches too long
for him, and only kept from entirely
| covering his feet by the shanks of a
! pair of huge Mexican spurs, all bells
| and bangles His impish face was sur
mounted by 5-inch sombrero, a heavy
quirt in one hand and in the other a
coil of rawhide lariat, which was
| looped only over the steers horns
And how that animal was twisting
himself. head down and tail up But
the boy chung like barnacle, by what
means 1 have no conjecture. 1t is well
/ known that steer has no withers
| that he can buck through the cinches
of any saddle, and cowboy without a