Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1908-03-13

Every good seat for an Englishman,
my lordr'
For Richard OF course sat on his
horse like a plains rider who loathes
the up and down motion Of England
and the riding school.
For a long time Miss Renwyck and
her father awaited their guests return
In great anxiety until they were reliev-
ed at last by the sight OF him coming
down the road at an easy canter, evi-
IDENTIFY master OF the situation.
"He rides well. father. doesn't hef"
"He does" the old gentleman replied
and added something which qualified
a firm opinion.
Richard soon reached the paddock
fence. forcing his jaded mount TO take
II for second time. crossed the field
and dismoun,ed at Miss Harriet's side
The horse stood still. his head dropped
again, but this time In utter weariness.
not mischief His glossy coat was
streaked with foam. his widespread
nostrils inflamed and red. while his
barrel heaved to the pant Of his labor
ed breath. He shivered in defeat and
offered no resentment OF his riders
arm about bis neck in rough caress
Look here. young man." said Mr.
Renwyck's greeting. "where did you
learn to ride like thatf"
II was uncommonly keen on riding
as boy" said Richard. falling into
a lazy drawl, "and. besides. stayed
for several months In Texas. you
know"
Miss Harriet started and fixed a
searching gaze on the speakers face.
but her father nodded gravely.
'Umphr' he returned. II see Good
Instructors, those fellows on the plains.
ehf'
"Well. rather" assented Richard.
with n laugh. my trainer was n gen
tleman known colloqulally rs Dog
Faced Sam. though dare say his par
ents never bothered to christen him at
all. Jolly sort, those-er-cow chaps.
'pon my word"
There wns q short silence; then Mr..
heuNySh piuftcu out upiupby' Wuh'
the horse In yours. Of course. You rode
him for a full half hour"
Richard took out his watch. glanced
at II and closed It with a snap and q
sigh.
'Twenty.eight minutesw he exclaim-
ed In well assumed dismay. by love,
I've lost my wagerw
Hold on there" cried the old gentle
man. but laughing In spite OF his ear
nestness. you can't squirm out of It
that way. Why. bless my soul, you
could have stuck on him TIL he drop
ped dead. No. Lord Croyland. I'm not
q welsher. nor do shy at margin OF
two minutes. No. sir. Hawk is yoursr
For answer Richard made a twitch
Of his thumb and finger. opened the
horses mouth and pointed to badly
swollen gum.
"IIe has bad tooth. Mr.. Renwyck
which perhaps accounts for his ugly
temper FIN II and you'll ind very
different animal"
"what has that TO do with the beti"
demanded Mr.. Rcnwyck obstlnately.
Richard fastened In his monocle aft
er desperate struggle and smiled
and instantly lost his labor, for when.
ever he smiled II dropped out again.
Couldn't think Of accepting dlf.
ferent animal. y know Really AS
Bills says. II wouldn't hit or with my
conscience"
"Croyland," said the old gentleman.
thrustlng out his hand, 81 didn't take
10 you much at FIRST, but II you'n
come with me TO the house I'll intro
ducc you TO something that keep
strictly for friends"
Mr.. Renwyck led the way with his
wife, while Miss Harriet and the guest
came sauntering after him
Lord Croyland." the young lady
whispered, ~ don't admire you espe.
cially because you know how 10 man.
age horse I've known other men
who could DE- that--but"-
'But what"
81 do adm re you for knowing how
TO manage & her May decorate you
with this roscY"