It was embellished with the drawing of
a placid rider astride the embodiment of fury incarnate, under
which was the legend: "Stick to Your Saddle."
BIG FOURTH OF JULY CELEBRATION AT GIMLET BUTTE. ROPING AND BRONCO
BUSTING CONTESTS FOR THE CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD AND BIG
PRIZES,
Including $1,000 for the Best Rider and the Same for Best Roper.
Cow Pony Races, Ladies' Races and Ladies' Riding Contest,
Fireworks,
AND FREE BARBECUE! ! ! ! EVERYBODY COME AND TURN YOUR WOLF LOOSE.
A sudden thud of pounding hoofs, a snatch of ragtime, and her
foreman swept up in a cloud of white dust. His pony came from a
gallop to an instant halt, and simultaneously Mac landed beside
her, one hand holding the wide-brimmed hat he had snatched off in
his descent, the other hitched by a casual thumb to the belt of
his chaps.
She laughed. "You really did it very well."
Mac blushed. He was still young enough to take pride in his
picturesque regalia, to prefer the dramatic way of doing a
commonplace thing. But, though he liked this girl's trick of
laughing at him with a perfectly grave face out of those dark,
long-lashed eyes, he would have liked it better if sometimes they
had given back the applause he thought his little tricks merited.
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