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"Show hi, for Wallie's tone iar

"He'll unload his pack as shore as shootin'" Pinkey hesitated

"No tiuously

"Certainly--if there's anything you can teach me," Wallie's smile said as plain as words that he doubted it "Mr Fripp--er--'thurimly, and "thumbed" him

The effect was instantaneous The old horse ducked his head, arched his back, and went at it

It was over in less time than it requires to tell and Wallie was convinced beyond the question of a doubt that the horse had not been bred in Kentucky As he described an aërial circle Wallie had a whimsical notion that his teeth had bitten into his brain and his spine was projected through the crown of his derby hat Darkness and oblivion ca lifted tenderly froroo, but a swift glance showed Wallie not only Mr Appel but Mr Cone and Mr Budlong with their hands over their ers

"Coward!" he cried to Pinkey "You don't dare get on him!"

"Can you ride him 'slick,' Pinkey?" asked Miss Spenceley

"I'll do it er bust somethin'" Pinkey's mouth had a funny quirk at the corners "Maybe it'll take the kinks out of me from travellin'"

He looked at Mr Cone doubtfully: "I'm liable to rip up the sod in your front yard a little"

"Go to it!" cried Mr Cone, whose sporting blood was up "There's nothin' here that won't grow again Ride hi, and when Miss Eyester looked at her lips they hite as alabaster, but shespells i into the saddle, the horse turned its head around slowly and looked at the leg that gripped him Pinkey leaned down, unbuckled the throat-latch, and slipped off the bridle Then, as he touched the horse in the flank with his heels, he took off his cap and slapped hinized the fae and accepted it What he had done to Wallie was only the ga of a frisky colt as compared with his efforts to rid his back of Pinkey

Even Helene Spenceley sobered as she watched the battle that followed