The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-11-25
(contIauea FROM Yeatcrday.)

WIFE inteiVenes ard saves his lie. PaFsnh de-
parts 10 look for Lane IN the land Of dead
things.
(Contlnued FROM Yesterday
Meantime the hind foot has been
noosed and fastened to the n IN
front. Bud has c~ross-hobbled the
horse, preparing it for the saddle and
the second lesson. Holding the pony
by the reins and rope, Bud, after many
failures, throws a saddle blanket across
it's back. With one hand he must also
toss a forty-pound saddle into place.
Every move Bud makes Is fought by
the bronco, every touch Of blanket re-
scented. With his free hand, Bud must
now slip the latigo strap through the
clnch-ring. Dodging, twisting. strug-
Cling, covered with sweat, the horse
rolls Buds quick movements. Finally
lie succeeds, and with one tight Jerk
the saddle is in place.
No time TO think is given he beast.
Fresno and Show Low remove the
hobbies, but Bud is twisting am ear to
distract It's attention. This new tor
.ture must be met With a new defense,
and the horse is so dazed that 1t stands
.sllftstO DuAAfE QhA sAilG HAObtAAitf ~
This is what Bud has been waiting
for. With the agility of a eat, he
swings himself into the saddle. The
apony arches its back like a bow-string,
every muscle taut.
Bud jerks the reins. The horse owe
forward, to fnd that its legs are free,
Up it goes in a long curve, alighting
with his four feet stifly planted to-
gether. The head Is down. Maddened
and frightened, the bronco bawls, like a
man in a nightmare. Up in the air the
animal goes again, drawing up its hind
feet toward the belly. as II Il would
scrape off the cinch-strdp. The fore
feet are extended stihly forward
Every time the bronco hits the ground,
the jar is like the fall of q pile
drivers weight. Bud watches every
move. When the feet hit the earth he
rises in the stirrups to escape the jolt.
But always he is in the saddle. for any
unexpected move.
The horse rises on It's hind. legs to
throw the rider. Should it fall back
ward, the wind will be knocked out OF
the animal. but Bud win be out OF the
saddle before he strikes the ground,
and into Il again before the horse can
struggle erect.
IL it tries the trick again, Bud uses
the quirt, lashing it about the ears,
the TANKS and under the belly, There
is not a part of the body into which
the biting leather does not cut. Lash
ing the TANKS drives the horse forward.
The struggle has been going on for
twenty minutes. Bud is covered with
sweat and dust. The horse has begun
to sulk. Tt will not respond to rein or
quirt.
Now is the time for the steel. Bud
drives the spurs deep into its nanSs,.
The horse plunges forward with q
bounding leap. Again the spurs rasp,
and again It plunges. Tho bronco finds.
that going ahead is tho only way in
which to avoid punishment. Round
and round the corral 1t gallops until
exhausted. The sweat is pouring off
the brute in rivulets. Tt has taken Bud
forty min1aes 10 give the first lesson.
Easing up the bronco, Bud swings out
OF the saddle, and then remourFs. This
is lone a h%alf-dozen times. as tho horse
stands painting and blowing. Then,
with a quick movement. the saddle and
bride are flung against the post. Bud
pats the bronco on the mock and the
flank, and turns it loose for a second
g ltNNplA III ~ AliAIAH VI IN RF "a mn "a
win follow before the end of the weolS.
Then he will saddle the horses, un-
aided. ride them once or twice about
the corral. and finally let one OF the
hands give each the first lesson on the
] omen plains. This means a wild dash
, anywhere away from the ranch. The
rider must avoid holes in the ground,
and keep UP the pace until tho horse
slows up on its own account. -Four or
FIVE Of these lessons, with a post
graduate course In lodging a waving
slicker, and S%agebrush win declare all
of the broncos are plumb gentle"
The men were riding out their new
string today. As each passed. Paren-
thesis flung a jibe AT him. He had re-
! sumed his bread-inaking when Polly
rode UP to the wagon.
'Hello, Parenthesisl" was her greet
ing. whats The matter with you?'
%Nothin'. This yere houseSeepin' is
gc&in' on my nervous system some
fearful" Parenthesis struck tho dough
n savage whack. and added: Il amt
cut out for housekeepin'."
"You've been cut out all right" re-
torted Polly, glancing at his legs,
whatever it's for
Parenthesis was not abashed "Yep,
fer straddlin' a boss" IL proudly re-
piled, as if that were the chief end Of
man.
Polly, thus baked in her teasing.
tried q new form of b%adinage.
"Say. the BOYS. are all bragsin' on
your breadmakin'. Won't yon give me
your receipt?'t
Good cooks said Parcuthesis,
"never give away their receipts
Brings bad luciz to en- next time"
Jaw, come now, Parenthy. tell me.
an I'll let You make rSv weddin' cake"