Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1908-191?, 1910-02-08

the tangled name with his gloved hand
in his satisfaction at the speed his
broncho had shown. Pink trotted care
lessly into the gloom of the canon and
enlivened IL by yelling fiercely i'm the
spots where long experience in yell
( ing had proved 20 him the best echoes
came back from the towering cliffs
close TO each stirrup. The canon was
almost two miles long, and the walls
on either side rose sheer for a couple
of hundred feet The trail was the
bed of little stream that filled the
bottom of the narrow gulch with its
shadows and which was dignihed by
being called the Rio Seco Great
rocks were carelessly scattered here
and there, and even n cow.puncher
camped at its entrance II he was
caught there by darkness. At the far
end the gulch broadoned into a valley
between rolling hills. where the cattle
came down to drink and to feed on
the green grass, a wonderful sight in
Arizona.
The pony splashing quickly through
the shadows and Gathering over the
rocks, had passed deep within the two
great walls when suddenly Il stopped
and trembled. II half-wheeled around
thrust forward both ears. stretched
out its ungainly neck as If listening.
and then squealed i'm evident terror
Wheeling around again, 1t started
down the canon on bolt. but Pink
gave the cruel bit great Jerk. and
the pony fell back to a walk. A mo
ment later the broucho was lathered
with sweat.
NOW. Pink had frequently heard his
pony squeal with rage, but this was
different "A pure case of scared" he
said to himself AN no wall.eyed
pinto cow-pony is going to git scared
less there's something to be scared
at that's big an important an needin'
attention SO he pulled up his
trembling pony and listened. Far
away and sullen, like low growl, he
heard an unceasing noise, which, even
IN the seconds he listened, grew ON
inously distinct.
Good Cod" said Pink Murry. look
ing despairingly at the cliffs that tow.
cred sheer close to either stirrup.
1t amt much of race-track, pinto,
but we've certainly got race to do"
Inc pinto did not need the spur,
but he got It. He did not need the
quirt, but he got that too. The rush
and the roar OF the cloud-burst and
the ferocious din of many waters piled
In one, looming and swashing as IL
tore through the canon at their heels,
made that pony run like Derby win.
ner gone stark mad with fear. In the
saddle sat a pale. freckled-faced COW.
boy, riding in grim earnestness at
last. With cool skill he swung the
maddened horse around jutting corn.
ers of the cliffs and lifted him as he
leaped over the boulders in his path.
Under the flying hoofs an inch OF wa.
ter flowed placidly. A hundred yards
behind ten feet of water tossed about
boulders like pebbles. so horse and
rider tore out of the canon at last and
staggered up the slope of the hills 20
safety, having come through the last
half OF the Seco Canon in three min.
utes, which Hermosa says Is lie.
All about him, on the crest OF the
hill, cattle paved and beloved and
ran about, tossing both head and tail
straight In the air, the COWS with
calves hustling the. youngsters down
the far side OF the ridge Pink turned
quickly in his saddle and looked back.
A great wall OF logs and branches and
sticks and rocks and leaves, the ac.
cumulations of the mountain bed of
the Seco for many dry months. was
being swiftly and mysteriously pushed
through the canon. Ten feet high II
was in the canon, but when Il burst
free into the broader valley, IL broke
and spread out somewhat. Behind Il
roared the pent-up waters, dark and
swollen with anger Like a nightmare
the flood swept by Pink and the pant.
ing pony, swept by and swirled and
churned itself, as If reaching. back aft.
er him. Boulders grumbIed as thev
were rolled about in its depths. and
logs shot by like arrows. The noise
OF its fury deafened him, and the in.
credible swiftness with which tt
swirled past made him dizzy. The
big sheet-iron roof of Bojarque's ranch.
house, borne on the angpy waters like
roof of cork. fitted by him like the
hickering of shadow on a river The
white-faced cowboy watched IL grim.
ly for half an hour while his horse
stood under him with spreading legs
and heaving sides, - ~ q"
I IauUtb tho nnu,,
neck and began TO nibbfs grass. The, |
and picked up, the reins I
ITS lucky for me you beat out that !
water. old hoss, for how could swim |
with all the silver OF Hermosa In my |
chaps 2 said Pink MuTTy genially. n
Old Scottish Words.
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