The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1911-11-30

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there's eros@road right ahead. w1ts
loss Ct gates. but i'll t-ke - back
cwuasry into Berkeley. Thee ws cAa
come back into Oakland frutn the 9th
CT aide. sneak aero.s On tie geggy.
an send the machine hack arcpad
tonight with the chauffeur
But saltwater Bill failed 10 see
why he should not 20 into Oakland
By way CT Blair Park. and 80 decided.
The next moment. flying around .
bend. the back-ruad they were not
going 10 take appeared. Inside the
gate. leaning out from her saddle asd
just closing II. was a young woman On
chestnut sorrel With his nrst
glimpse. Daylight felt there was some
thing strangely familiar about her.
The next moment. Strengthening up In
the saddle with a movement he could
not fall 10 identify. shs put the horse
into q gallop. riding away with her
back toward them. II was Deds Ma
had told him about her keeping a nd
Ing horse. and he was glad she had
not seen him In this r.otous company
Intervening trees at that moment
shut her from view, and saltwater
Bill plunged into the problem Of dis
posing OF their constable, while Day
light, leaning back with closed eyes.
was still seeing Dsde Mason gallop OF
down the country road
On Monday morning. coming I'm for
dictation. he looked at her with new
interest, though he gave no sign Of
It; and the stereotyped business
passed OF In the stereotyped way. But
the following Sunday found him on q
horse himself, across the bay and rid
ing through the Piedmont hills. He
made long day of 1t. but no glimpse
did he catch OF Dede Mason, though
he even took the back-road of many
gates and rode On into Berkeley. II
had been a fruitless day. 80 far as she
was concerned; and yet not entirely
fruitless, for he had enjoyed the open
air and the horse under him to such
purpose that, on Monday. his instruo-
tons were out to the dealers to look
for the best chestnut sorrel that
money could buy At odd times during
the week he examined numbers of
chestnut sorrels, tried several and was
unsatfsf1ed. 1t was not till Saturday
that he came upon Bob. Daylight
knew him for what he wanted the mo-
ment he laid eyes On him. A large
horse for riding animal. he was none
too large for a big man like Daylight.
In splendid condition, Bob's coat in
the sunlight was a flame of fire, his
arched neck a tewelled confagration.
Daylight examined the name and
found 1t finer than any horses hair
he had ever seen. Also, it's color was
unusual in that 1t was almost auburn.
While he ran his fingers through 1t,
Bob turned his head and playfully
nuzzled Daylight's shoulder.
Saddle him up, and I'll try him."
he told the dealer. 81 wonder Il he's
used to spurs. No English saddle.
mind. Give me good Mexican and q
curb bit-not too severe, seeing az he
likes to rear"
Daylight superintended the prepare
tons, adjusting the curb strap and
the stirrup length. and doing the
cinching. He shook his head at the
martingale, but yielded to the dealers
advice to allow 1t to 60 on. And Bob,
beyond spirited restlessness and q
few playful attempts, gave no trouble.
Nor in the hours riding that followed,
save for some permissible curveting
and prancing, did he misSehave. Day
light was delighted; the purchase was
Immediately made; and Bob, with rid
ing gear and personal equipment, was
dispatched across the bay forthwith
to take up his quarters in .he stables
of the Oakland Riding Academy.
The next day being Sunday, Day
light was away early. crossing on the
ferry and taking with him Wolf, the
leader of his sled team, the one dog
which he had selected to bring with
him when he left Alaska. Quest a. he
would through the Piedmont hills and
along the many-gated back-road to
Berkeley, Daylight saw nothing Of
Dede Mason and her chestnut sorrel
But he had little time for disappoint
ment. for his own chestnut kept him
busy. At the end Of half an hour
Of goodness Daylight, lured into conf
dence. was riding along at . walk
and rolling q cigarette. with slack
knees and relaxed seat, the reins lying
on the animals neck. Bob whirled
abruptly and with lightning swiftness.
pivoting on his hind legs. his fore legs
Just lifted clear OF the ground. Day.
light kept his seat, but, beyond q fu-
tile rein across the neck, did nothing
| to prevent the evolution.
We'll. Bob" he addressed the ami
NAL. at the same time wiping the
sweat from his own eyes, I'm free to