Then off went the pony on a run again.
This time the bronco did not cover over a mile before dropping into a walk.

Then Dave tried again to turn the animal, but without success.
"Don't want to go back, eh ?" said the youth.

"Well, you've got to, and that is all there is to it!" And he hit the pony a sharp slap on the neck and dug his knees into the animal's ribs as before.
The bronco was now losing courage.

He commenced to run, but did not keep it up for more than a hundred yards.

But when he dropped into a walk, Dave urged him up, and again he ran, but now only a dozen steps.