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The Lure of the Dim Trails

CHAPTER III
7/15

You wouldn't like to have the boys shooting holes through the slack, would yuh?
You amble right along and get some pants on--and when you've wised up some you'll thank me a lot.

I'm going on a little jaunt down the creek, before dinner, and you might go along; you'll need to get hardened to the saddle anyway, before we start for Billings, or you'll do most uh riding on the mess-wagon." Thurston, albeit in resentful mood, went meekly and did as he was commanded to do; and no man save Park and the cook ever glimpsed those smart riding clothes of English cut.
"Now yuh look a heap more human," was the way Park signified his approval of the change.

"Here's a little horse that's easy to ride and dead gentle if yuh don't spur him in the neck, which you ain't liable to do at present; and Hank says you can have this saddle for keeps.

Hank used to ride it, but he out-growed it and got one longer in the seat.
When we start for Billings to trail up them cattle, of course you'll get a string of your own to ride." "A string?
I'm afraid I don't quite understand." "Yuh don't savvy riding a string?
A string, m'son, is ten or a dozen saddle-horses that yuh ride turn about, and nobody else has got any right to top one; every fellow has got his own string, yuh see." Thurston eyed his horse distrustfully.

"I think," he ventured, "one will be enough for me.


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