The National tribune., 1904-07-14

set his weight again the bit till Flopper,
snorting and di>gusted-for IA horse knows
when he is bea ten-took shorter leaps,
stlffened his front feet and stopped, turned
and walked deJectedy back to the fence,
his head hanging shamefacedly.
Glory sailed on down the road scatter
ing Mrs. .Iensons chickens and jumping
clean over a numbering. protesting SOW.
Come on-he's going t set up the
drinks shouted some one, and the crowd
leaped, as one man, from the impromptu
grand stand and followed.
But Glory did not. stop. He whipped
around the saloon, w1irled by the black
smith shop, and headed for the mouth of
the lane before any one understood. Then
Chip. grasping intuitiyely the situation,
stood in his stirrups and yelled:
Hes broke the bt-it's a runaway"
Then began the second race, free-for-
all dash up the lane. AT the very start
such thing as overtaking that red streak
but they galloped mile for good manners
sake
Then Cal, who was riding between. Bert
Rogers and Chip, drew rein.
mo use," he said, Glory's beaded for
home, and we amt got the papers t stop
him. Dance opens up at and I've got a
girl in town"
Same here" grinned Bert. "It's after
now"
Chip. who hadn't girl-and didn't want
one either, let Silver out for another long
gallop. seeing it was Weary. Then he,
too, gave up the chase and turned back
| Glory settled to long lope and kept
steadily ON. gleefully rattling the broken
bit that dangled beneath his jaws. Weary
helpless and amused, sat unconcernedly in
the saddle and laid imaginary bets with
himself on the outcome.
mo use," he said, 'Glory's headed foI
hot ha arrin0
dents. he could catch up BlaZes, who was
! in the little pasture. and ride back to Dry
Lake by the time the dance was in full
swing-for the dancing before dark would
| be desultory.
But the gate into the big field was closed
and tied securely with rope. Glory com
pretended the fact with one roll of his
beautiful eyes, and turned away to the left
where the trail wound like snake into
the foothills.
! Clinging warily to the level where choice
was given him, trotting where the way was
rough, mile after mile he covered till ever
Weary's patience showed signs of weaken
ing. Just then Glory turned where a gate
lay Hat upon the ground, and galloped stiff
! hy up TO the very steps of squat, vine
covered ranch house where, like the dis
lcontented pendulum, he Suddenly stopped.
this" murmured Weary, and slid reluc
family from the saddle.
/ The place seemed deserted, but it wa.
not There was a girl.
The girl lay in hammock sprawled
came near saying. She had some maya
her hair was down. She was dressed in .
blue skirt and what, to Weary's un
trained, masculine eye, looked like pinl
gunny sack. 1t was. in reality, q yer,
dainty kimonO.
Weary's eyes were keen as we'll as hand
10 hah tha .,l
diately, and it was that same discover.
which gave him thirst for Glory's blood
The girl seemed asleep. Weary saw
chance of leading Glory quietly to the cor
raj before she awoke. Then he could Dor
row another bride and ride back whenc
he came, and he could explain the thing t,
Joe Meeker in town. Joe was always goo,
about lending things, anyway.
He gathered the fragments of the bit II
one hand and clucked under his breath, il
an agony lest his spurs should jingle.
Glory turned upon him his beautiful
brown eyes, dewy with reproach.
Weary. pulled steadily. Glory stretche,
neck and nose obediently, but as to feet
! why they were down to stay
Weary glanced anxiously toward tn
hammock and perspired.
Then he stood back and whispered Ian
guage It would be sin to repeat. Glor
listened with unrufiied calm, and stood per
!, fectly still
The face Of the girl was hidden unde
one round. loose-sleeyed arm. She did no
move. although the faint breeze, freshen
ing in sDasmodic puffs, seized upon th
oh and Sc, ydn 1T s"GeSlns Glopy sent'Y Hbsnere
Weary most fervently. But Glory was &C
customed to being - and displaye
: absolutely no interest
!, Taking his hat-his best hat-he bea,
| struck. cuffed and otherwise maltreated tn
on f..I kl-k
dollars. which Glory had won. for him
awaited his gathering from the pockets Il
Dry Lake. He did it all silently, excep
for the soft thud Of felt on flesh. Glor
had been belabored with worse things thai
soft. gray hat during his sventfui caree