The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-09-02

y, This is Jane, my own horse, and
we'll. Remember this. She is thoro
bred, frst-class hunter; and I have
done more than five feet on her at
home.'
She moved on, Warburton following
soberly and thoug htfully,. There was
more more he s saw " of this GIRL the less he pn
derstood her purpose in hiring him.
She couldn't possibly know anything
about him, or what he was. With his
beard gone he defed her to recognize
in him the man who had travelled
| across the Atlantic with her. A high
Dged 6ab sueh nv as h Shs Ea wo tc
| ward man who had acted as he was
acting. If any man had kissed Nancy
the way he had kissed her, he would
have broken every bone in his body
| or hired some one to do it. And she
| had paid his fine at the police, station
and had hired him on probation! Truly
| sign of blazed trail. ct will be
seen that my hero hadn't had much
experience with women. She knew
nothing of him whatever. She was
simply curious, and brave enough to
attempt to have this curiosity graft
| fed. Of course, I do not venture to
| ~,
/ ance, she would have had anything to
| do with HIM.
"This is Dick, my fathers horse, )"
I-nodding toward a sorrel, large and
well set-up. "He will be your mount.
The animal in the next stall is Pirate'
Pirate was the handsomest black
gelding Warburton had ever laid eyes
on -s..... ~ -. .
'What a beauty!'' he exclaimed
enthusiastically, forgetting that grooms
should be utterly without enthusiasm.
H. reached sa out his hand to pat the he
strained him. Pirates ears lay fiat.
t'Take care! He is a bad-tempered
animal. No one rides him, and we
keep him only to exhibit at the shows.
Only half a dozen men have ridden
him with any success. He won't take
curb in his mouth, and he always
man to hold him in: really don 4
believe that he's vicious, only terribly
mischievous, like bullying boy.'
IT should like to ride him.
. The girl looked at her new groom
,, in manner which expressed frank
establishment. Was he in earnest, o.
vas it mere 6rayadoi Ia An idea came t.
, If you can sit on Pirates bacl
!, for ten minutes, there will not be any
= question Of probation. I promise tt
. engage you on the spot. recommends
tion or no recommendation" Woult
. he back down?
"Where are the saddles, MADAME
!, he asked calmly, though his bloo'
l On the pegs behind you, ',--becom
$ ing interested; "Do you really inten
q to ride him9o
Q ttWith your permission
3 IT warn you that the risk you ar
y running is great.
Q 81 am not afraid of Pirate, madam,
} in a tone. which implied that he was nc
:, afraid of any horse living. The spiri
;. of antagonism rose up in him, tina
g spirit of antagonism Of the huma
! against the animal, that eternal amb
ton Of the one to master the other. An
= besides, / IN not sure that James didn
! want to show off before the girl al
= other very human trait in mankind. Fc
. my part, I wouldn' t give yesterday
e rose for a man who wouldn It show o
- once in while, when his best girl
: around and looking on.
con your head be it, then "a SUI
81 den nervousness Selling her. Yet 81
was as eager to witness the enconnt.
IS as he was to court il. nWilliam!,, 81
10 Pirate.''
10 HSaddle Pirate, Miss Annesley!
: cried the boy, his mouth open and b
as eyes wide.
If If - You see2'' said the girl to We
e. burton.
: tTake down that saddle with t,
y. hooded stirrups, = said Warburto
d, briefly. He would ride Pirate now, ev
s. if Pirate had been sired in Beelzebub
n. stables. He carefully inspected t
he saddle, the stirrup- straps and the girt
AZ Very good. indeed. Buckley on sa
81. dies are always hidden menace and
ai- constant danger. Now, bring out Pira'
81. William.
in- William brought out the horse, W
il. lsnortcd when he saw the saddle on t
ce floor and the curb on Warburton's ar
- - here hash st been ANYBODY on