Take mine." "But I will! I've not been horseback for a month.

We've all got to ride or drive or walk a thousand miles.

I can ride him, man saddle and all.
Help me up, sir ?" Banion walked to the horse, which flung a head against him, rubbing a soft muzzle up and down.
"He seems gentle," said he.

"I've pretty well topped him off this morning.

If you're sure--" "Help me up, one of you ?" It was Woodhull who sprang to her, caught her up under the arms and lifted her fully gracious weight to the saddle.