White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1925-04-10

around with nose toward the air
camp, dragged one wing in the water
and charged into the lunging herd.
Fossil reared and found to turn onto
the bridge. Mrs. Morgan, like the
eagle, seemed for moment paralyz-
ed, then she set the machine to back
ing while the women with her wrung
their hands and seemed to scream,
though no sound could be heard above
the airplane and the herd. Hugh, one
eye, on the jitney, dug the spurs deep
and held Fossil firmly across the
bridgehead while he fought back the
maddened beasts that hurled them
selves against him. The airplane cir
eled viciously for moment, then
leaving behind it an awful, screaming
carnage, it ran straight across the
canyon and brought up against the
far red wall.
AS the gray stallion reared to strike
at Fossil, a small black stallion
charged through the retreating
mares. 1t brought the gray down on
his back. In the moment of respite,
Hugh looked back at the jitney. It
was stalled across the middle Of the
bridge. He swore and began hastily
to coil his lariat and waited.
Hugh's saddle gun was loaded, but
he was loath'lto injure either of the
beautiful bruites. Once more he
glanced at the jitney. Mrs. Morgan
was wringing her hands over the
steering wheel. A stallion gone
amuck is almost as dangerous and
quite as vicious as a mad elephant.
Hugh hesitated for moment. Eagle
Wing, over by the watreing ford, was
helping his father to his feet. The
old Indian apparently was terribly in
jured. Hugh backed Fossil slowly
along the bridge until he was far
enough fro mthe huge battle on the
bridgehead to avoid the lunging and
terrible hoofs. He swung his rope
carefully, caught the rearing gray
around the two forelegs and as the
great brute fell he turned Fossil and
ran him to within few yards of the
stilled jitney. Then while the gray
rolled and squealed and before he
could cause perceptible slack in the
lariat, which the well-trained Fossil
strained to keep taut, Hugh leaped
from the saddle, pack rope and Fos-
sils hackamore in hand, and with I'M
believable quickness roped the gray's
rear legs.
The black had no intention Of turn
ing tail, but Hugh did not propose to
use the lariat until he had forced the
black out Of fighting distance Of the
gray. Fossil, angry and excited, need
ed no urging. He rushed squealing
to the battle, biting his adversary as
shoulder met shoulder, and Hugh
dashed the foam-decked black face
with all the force Of the coiled rope.
/ The stallion leaped backward, teeth
barred, and Hugh twirled the. lariat
and roped him round the neck.
l Hugh ran quickly over to the two
Indians. Eagle Wing was tying his
neck scarf around his fathers chest,
which was fearfully lacerated. Hugh
helped as best he could, then said:
Take him to the doctor, Eagle
Wing. I'll look out for the herd"
Then he galloped across the sand
to the scene Of the airplane wreck.
well, Fred!" said Hugh, soberly.
Il had told the lamn fool fifty
times" shouted Marten, mot to go
near the plane unless / was with him.
But no sooner does he get rid of that
beard than he thinks he's an ace!
He's lucky to get out with a busted
arm. My God, a real airman would a.
been killed."
Hear there's a bunch OF wild hors-
es to be picked up here!" shouted
Billy. 3
Take the gray stallion on lead
rope. He's a fiend."
Hes some horse. Hooks like 9
standardized at first glance" said
Billy. "I'll take charge OF him, my
SELF"
(To Be Continued)
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