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Wallie stood up and swung the long rawhide braided whip At the sath on one line As the roan felt the tre his head and neck, he turned at a sharp angle, dragging his mate The wheel horses followed, and some of the stout oak spokes splintered in the wheels as they jerked the coach over the rail

The pallid pair exchanged a quick glance of unutterable relief The horses were still running but their speed was slackening as Pinkey swung the the heavy coach over sagebrush huh sand had winded them so that they were almost ready to quit when they turned down the hta killed off half our dudes That woulda been what I call notorious hard luck," Pinkey had just observed, when Wallie commenced to whip the horses to a run once more

"What you doin' that for?" He turned in astonisho--I knohat I'm about!"

"I think you're crazy, but I'll do what you say till I'm sure," Pinkey answered as Wallie continued to lay on the lash

I froh the main street

"Let e was heard above the chorus of voices de that Pinkey stop

But it was not until they ell on the road to the ranch, and Prouty was a speck, that the horses were permitted to slon; then Pinkey turned and looked at Wallie adot a head on you, old pard! We wouldn't 'a' had a dude left if we'd let 'em out while they was mad"

"It just occurred to me in time," said Wallie, complacently

"You don't s'pose any of 'eht if nothing more happens between here and the ranch"

After a time Pinkey remarked: "That lady with the bad heart--she must 'a' been scairt I'll bet her lips were purple as a plum, don't you?"

But Wallie, as far more interested in the probable fact that the coach as a source of revenue could no longer be counted on than in the colour of Miss Eyester's lips, mumbled that he didn't know