Los Angeles herald., 1909-06-27
(HonorabIe Mention)

neck, and so did not fall on.
Clara, with her arms still around the
frightened animal. screamed at the top
of her voice, "Oh, save me, uncle; save
mel"
''Pu1I hard on the reins," her uncle
returned, laughing.
Clara, declaring that she would fall
off, did not do as she was told, so the
pony went galloping all over the yard.
Her Uncle John did not realize the
danger until then. He tried to catch
the pony, but it was no easy matter,
as he soon found out, for the pony
was running at full speed. After
long, hot chase he succeeded in catch
ing the animal
Clara jumped into her uncle's arms
almost hysterical, laughing and crying
in the same breath. Uncle John tried
to comfort her, but it was hard task,
for one minute she would laugh and
say, How funny must have looked,
and the next minute would cry and
say, 81 was so frightened"
When he had at last succeeded in
uuieting her he took her in the house
saying that that was quite enough
riding for one day. The excitement
had worn Clara out so she remained
very quiet the rest of the day, resolv-
ing never to brag again.
She did not give up riding and two
or three days after her fright tried
again.
This time she met with no accident.
She rode for awhile each day after
that.
The last day she spent with her
uncle she was in the saddle good
DEAL riding all over the place. When
at last she got off of Swiftly she Rugged
her tight before going in the house.
That afternoon she and her uncle
went to the city.
ELEANOR SARGENT.
Terminal, eighth grade, 12 years old,
Terminal school:
When the bronco had been frightened
SO, he Jumped over a fence, and went
down a steep hill. Just as he got at
the foot of the hill he stumbled, and
on her head fell little Clara.
She was more frightened than hurt,
and picked herself up as fast as she
could and started for her uncles home.
The bronco had run away right after
Clara was thrown from the saddle.
After Clara got home she saw her
uncle standing near the bronco. look
ing very astonished, because the bronco
had come home without rider.
Clara began telling him about the
accident. Right after supper she went
out again and mounted Swiftly and she
ran for the woods. Swiftly went very
well that day, until reaching the woods,
and just after entering the thiekest
part of the woods he heard sound
like a bear, and ran as fast as he
could for home. Clara this time was not
thrown from the saddle.
1t was now time for Clara to leave
the farm and return to her home in the
city.
She hated very much to leave, but
her mother sent for her, and she felt
as though it was her duty to return.
The last day on the farm seemed the
very best day to Clara.
MARGARET KENNA.
1175 W. Fifth street, Riverside; Grant
school, sixth grade.
Away galloped the pony. Oh, so fast.
1t seemed as if she were on whirl-
wind. What was Clara to do? She
knew she was going to be thrown off so
she hung on tight. She hardly knew
where she was going, but it seemed as
if she was going over many green
fields and through many lanes.
She was thrown off, but luckily she
fell on soft ground and received no
serious injuries. She found her way
back to the ranch and told everybody
that she didn't think she cared for that
kind of riding, but she might try 1t
again.
She did try it again and became a
very good rider.
The day before she went home Clara
rode for six miles all over the ranch,
galloping, cantering, walking, trotting
and pacing. Her father was there and
told her that as she could ride so well
he would buy the pony and let her
have it to keep. FLOSSIE GERMAN.
sos South Sycamore street, Santa Ana.
Grade BS, First street school.
Flossie, you would help the editor
greatly if you would sign each article
in full also put name, address and
school grade on the back of your draw
ings.
Swiftly started to run. Everything
turned black to Clara, but she still held
to Swiftly The pony ran through the
fields with Uncle John and the men in
pursuit. The pony was crossing the
railroad tracks, when an engine came
by. Uncle John thought Clara would
be killed, but the pony got across be-
Ia ,oiV hu Swiftly