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"Keep the coachers with 'e! Cut the hides off

'em!"

In the first rush the quiet cattle had dropped to the rear,

but the blacks set about them with their whips; and, as they were

experienced coachers, and had been flogged and hustled along in

similar rushes so often that they knew at once anted,

they settled down to race just as fast as the wild ones As the

swaying, bellowingthrough the light outlying ti their way to the lead, and the wild cattle having

no settled plan, followed them blindly Considine, on his black

horse, was close up by the wing of thebetween the cattle and the scrub

"Crack your whips!" he yelled "Crack your whips! Keep 'eet to the lead!"

Like a flash one of the black boys darted out of the line, galloped

to the head of the cattle, and rode there, pursued by the flying

above the roar of

hoofs and the bellowing of the cattle Soon they steadied a little,

and gradually sobered down till they stopped and began to "ring"

again

"That was pretty pure, eh, Mister?" roared Considine to Carew