In a few minutes he was gazing in admiration at the mustangs, which were now within easy shot, and utterly ignorant of the presence of man, for Dick had taken care to approach in such a way that the wind did not carry the scent of him in their direction.
And well might he admire them.

The wild horse of these regions is not very large, but it is exceedingly powerful, with prominent eye, sharp nose, distended nostril, small feet, and a delicate leg.

Their beautiful manes hung at great length down their arched necks, and their thick tails swept the ground.

One magnificent fellow in particular attracted Dick's attention.

He was of a rich dark-brown colour, with black mane and tail, and seemed to be the leader of the drove.
Although not the nearest to him, he resolved to crease this horse.