The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1922-05-12

/, Above the believing Of the herd she
heard another yell.
"Hi-yi-ya-ap"
A red-eyed steer, tail up, was crash
ing through the small brush toward
the branders. There was a wild sour
~ for safety. The men dropped iron
and ropes and fled to their saddles. De-
fected by pursuers. the animal turned.
BY chance ii Numbered straight for
the girl on the sand spit.
She stood paralyzed for moment.
Out Of the gathering darkness a voice
came to her sharp and clear. Don't
novel" 1t rang so vibrant with crisp
command that the girl, poised for
flight, stood still and waited In white
terror while the huge steer numbered
toward her.
A COW pony. wheeled as on dol
lar, jumped to an instant gallop. The
man riding 1t was the one who had
warned her back to the car. Horse and
ladino pounded over the ground toward
her. Each stride brought them closer
to each other as they converged toward
the sand spit. 1t came to her with
gust Of panicky despair that they
would collide on the very spot where
she stood. Yet she did not run.
The rider, lifting his bronco forward
at full speed, won by a fraction Of a
second. He guided In such q way as
to bring his horse between her and the
steer. without Saekening his pace
In the least as he swept past, the man
stopped low, caught the girl beneath
the armpits, and swung her in front
of him to the back Of the horse. The
steer pounded past so close behind
that one Of it's horns grazed the tall Of
the COW pony.
1t was superb piece Of horseman-
ship. perfectly timed, MS perfectly exc
cuted.
The girl lay breathless in the arms
Of the man. her heart beating against
his, her face buried In his shoulder.
She was dazed. half fninting from the
reaction Of her fear. The next she
remembered clearly was being lowered
into the arms of her father.
He held her tight, his face tortured
of his soul, and she had shaved death
by a hairs breadth. A miracle had
saved her. but he would never forget
the terror that had gripped him.
The girl snuggled closer to him, her
arms round his neck.
A young man descended from the |
car, handsome. trim. and well got up. |
He had been tailored by the best mans
outfitter In New York. Nobody ON
Broadway could order a dinner better
than he. The latest dances he could do |
perfectly. He had the reputation Of
exactly the best thing to say
on every occasion. Now he proceeded (
to say 1t.
"Corking bit of riding-never saw
better. I'll give you my hand on that,
ny man."
The cowpuncher found bunch of
nanicured fingers In his rough. brown
Jaw. He found something else, for
lfter the pink nand had gone there
'emained a fifty-dollar bill. He looked
It 1t helplessly for moment then,
,eneath the brown outdoor tan, a nush
# anger beat into his face. Without
word he leaned forward and pressed
he note into the mouth of the bronco.
The buckskin knew Its master for a
cry good friend. If he gave it some
hing TO eat-well, there was no harm
n trying 1t once. The buckskin
hewed placidly for few seconds, de-
ided that this was practical Joke,
nd elected from Its mouth a Shiny
reen pulp that had recently been
reasury note.
The father stammered his thanks to
he rescuer Of the GIRL II don't know
rhat can ever do to LEI sou know