Bisbee daily review., 1911-11-18

ing horse, and he was glad she had not seen him in this riotous company Intervening trees at that moment shut her from view. and Swiftwater Bin plunged into the problem of dis posing of their constable. while Day light. leaning back with closed eyes, was still seeing pede Mason gallop of down the country road.
 On Monday morning. coming in for dictstion he looked at her with new interest, though he gave no sign Of it. and the stereotyIfed business passed off 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 a 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. It had been frultless day. so 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 instruc tions were out to the dealers to iook 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 unsatisfied It was not i'll Saturday that he came upon Bob Daylight hnew 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 big man like Daylight In splendid condition, Bobs coat in the sunlight was a flame of fire. his arched neck iewelled conhagration Daylight examined the mans and | found it finer than any horses hair be had ever seen. Also. it's color vas unusual in that it was almost auburn While he ran his fingers through il, Bob turned his head and playfully nuzzled Daylights shoulder
 Saddle him up. and I'll try him he told the dealer "I wonder if he's ! used to spurs. No English saddle, mind. Give me good Mexican and a curb bit-not too severe, seeing as he likes to rear"
 
 tions, 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 go on. And Bob. . beyond spirited restlessuess and a { few playful attempts, gave no trouble. Nor in the hours riding that followed, save for some permissible curVetiug and prancing, did he misbehave Day light vas delighted; the purchase vas Immediately made; and Bob, with rid- ! ing gear and personal equipment. was ! dispatched across the hay forthwith 10 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 as be would through the Piedmont hills and along the mauy-gated back-Toad to Berkeley, Daylight saw nothing Of Dede Mason and her chestnut sorrel. But he had little time for dissppont- n.ent, for his own chestnut kept hiid busy. At the end of half au hour of goodness Daylight, mred into conf dence, was riding along at a walk and rolling a cigarette. with slack knees and relaxed seat, the reins lying on the animals neck Bob whirled abruptly and with lightning sTittness, piyoting on his hind legs, his fore legs just lifted clear of the ground Day light kept his seat, but, beyond a fu- tile rein across the neck, did nothing to prevent the evolution.
 Well Bob" he addressed the ami, mal, at the same time wiping the sweat from his own eyes, I'm free to confess that you're sure the blamed, est all-hred quickest creature ever saw. guess the way to fix you is to keep the spur just a-touching-ah, you brute,"
 For, the moment the spur touched him, his left hind leg had reached for ward in kick that struck the stir rup smart blow Several times, out of curiosity, Daylight attempted the spur, and each time Bob's hoof landed the stirrup. Then Daylight, following the horses example of the unexpected. suddenly drove both spurs into him and reached him underneath with the quirt
 You ain't never had real licking before" he muttered. as Bob. thus rudely jerked out of the circle of his own impish mental processes. shot ahead
 Half a dozen times spurs and quirt bit into him, and then Daylight settled down to enjoy the magnificent gallop. No longer punished, at the end of bali mile Bob eased down into fast canter. Wolf. toiliug the rear, vas catching up, and everything vas going nicely And when, at last Daylight decided that the horse had had enough, ne turned him around abrupt ly and put him into a gentle canter on the forward track. After a time. he reined in 10 a stop to see if he were breathing painfully Standing for a minute. Bob turned his head ana nuzzled bis riders stlrTup in rgrF.