The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1921-10-27
The Mare Shows Up
Faulkner
By HAROLD SINCLAIRE.

1s-S. wear spurs, bp''slGSt' ! roe Nltn
my heels out and my Toes ia, but If
yOuli look again, sir, youll see that
there's no ruwelS III them. Same way
with my whip LIS restfuI Ike for the
hand, ANA I'd tuuch-ny horses Hank
Will The handle eB9, To signal him.
bur as for hitting him-Why. there
aln't nc animal more willing dan 4
horse, nor one with more human INTEL
ligence al more anxious 10 please, il
YOU treat him right.
Yes, suppose it is gift this IN
Outstanding az horses. Women? Bet
ter Ihan men. ! should SaN-thHI is.
some men understand horses, but pref
~ hear every woman who likes them
gels Ia know them. That's what
liked about Miss Miliicent. Came Of
horse family. Kentucky born. and
What size didn't know about horses
why ~he'd talked horse since she WAS
q baby, and her father. Colonel Emery,
owned the finest sind i'll Lexington.
Miss Millirert MAS brought up with
the idea that man whu couldn't ride
MAS only half masculine. And rulings
more rhan ~tlcLing on ana waving the
reinS nap amt down or clicking Ia say
"so f;jSjer."
guess than click was what first put
NE wise 10 Faulkner. Finely made
mar he Mas, fine clothes. though some
What fla~lIy go my taste. ana Miss Mil
liccnI certainly took To- him.
And - mister. when heard Eaulk-
uer clickin. under his breath to
Beauty. | said To myself: You'd he
more IN place driving "a butchers wag-
Oh rL;.u taking Miss Nillicent ding"
lie rode Beauty III the curb-her as
wculdu'r have hmrt "a fly, 50 sweet-tem-
pered Sh" WAS and gentle. And her
mouth: Lord hc sawed like butcher!
Miss Milliccnt had been sweet on
young Mr. Drew. ami NE OH her. before
Faulkner appeared on the scene.
c0uldn'i see Faulkner hurtin"
Beauty and cutting ont Mr.. Drew with
ON taking some steps To stop him.
l puzzled long time over il. | see
Mr.. Drew getting mopier and wupier.
I went into town to see the circus one
night and who should l meet at the
tent door hut my old friend Jim Haynes
with his rricl mare. 1t seemed like
Providence.
Il can't sell You Nancy" he said.
Rut- I'd lrnd her 10 you. What's the
game"
When told him he swore he
wouldn't take amy money. 1t was as
good az play. he said. and he hoped
III tell him all about it the next day.
Cant let Won have Beauty today,
Sir."-L told Mr.. Faulkner the next
morning. shes little off her feed,
sir. But I've nice little mare here
quiet as a babe and fit for lady"
Mr. Drew" says | rhat same morn
'ng. If ynu MAS Ia take Il little ride
out to Holmes Height about eleven
o'clock, maybe it wouldn't come
amiSS."
He grinnrd. u don't quite follow
Nou. hut I'm on. Hicks" he says And
:" | >addled my little mare and rode
on with Miss Millicent and Faulkner
and fell behind, as groom ought TO
when his Young lady has a beau.
l fell 4 good ways behind that day,
and when We reached Holmes Height
the! had disappeared over the rise.
knew Faulkner wolld just about have
got up courage Ia try his spurs by the
time The trick mare WAS winded And
sure enough. hardly had got 10 the
top when l heard Miss Millicent
screaming-not with fear. bur with
laughter.
There SAT Faulkner. clinging To the
mares neck with both hands. his feet
working ike winGmillS, and the little
JIsre going ruuuo and round and round
IN 4 lot as big rs a circus ring. His
Goa: tails was flying, and he was swear
iEg aud hOller!ng, and presently he
new over the mares neck and she
stopped stock still and watched him
land in pool ar the stickiest mud
anywhere IN the neighborhOod. And
just ut that minute Mr.. Drew comes
riding along and stops and picks
Faulkner out of the mire. But he
wouldn't ger on the mares back any
more. SO Afr. Drew sees Miss Mill
cent home, and Faulkner and l fol
lows. me leading the mare and him
walking. But l noticed Miss Millicent
and Mr.. Drew leaning inward on their
saddles again like they used to.
That's al. sir. except this gold
watch Mrs. Drew gave me the day
they were married. Il understand.
Hicks" she said 10 me. And what do
you think she did: If she didn't put
her hands in mine and cry with hap
pineSS. Yes. me. sir. I'm her head
coachm4n now. but when Miss May
gets It little older Pm going To take
her riding and teach her To handle
horses. You see. il comes out in the
blood. mister.