 his coach horn, a crack of his long whip over his
four-in-hand, proud Lemuel led the way along the city street, out of the
town, and into the open country beyond.

All the horses attached to the blackboards were the picked ones of the
San Leon stables, with a record known as well in the far east as in that
wide western land. As one spectator of this gallant start remarked:

"It goes without saying that Dan Ford will drive no second-rate
horseflesh, any more 'n he will a second-class railroad. My! See 'em
travel! At that gait they'll pick up the stretch 'twixt here and
'Roderick's' long before nightfall, or I'm no judge."

"Likely enough, likely enough. Only I don't like the looks of that
second span--I mean the one to the middle buckboard. Them blacks. The
boys up to S' Leon hadn't no right to trust a tenderfoot to drive them
critters!" remarked another observer, as the fretful animals passed out
of sight, following their leaders.

Even Lem Hunt looked back once or twice, as they left the city limits,
and waved a warning hand toward "T. Sorrel," who merely tossed his red
head and continued to draw upon the reins he should have loosened. Also,
Silent Pete opened his lips for once and hallooed to the man ahead:

"Let 'em out, you fool! Give 'em their heads, I say!"

Then he relapsed into his normal condition, attending strictly to his
own business and making himself deaf to the timid shrieks of Miss
Milliken, from the rear seat. He was known to "hate silly women" and
felt his fate a hard one in having to escort such a one as the
governess. She, accustomed only to the sedate pace of the fat Montaigne
steeds, felt that the spirited animals before that wagon were simply on
the road to destruction and nowhere short of it! She clung to her
seat-arm with one hand and clutched Pete's coat collar with the other,
frantically beseeching him:

"Do stop! Oh! you--man--just stop--and let me get my breath! I--I bump
so
his coach horn, a crack of his long whip over his 
 four - in - bridge player, gallant Lemuel led the way along the city street, out of the 
 township, and into the open nation beyond. 

 All the horses impound to the blackboards were the picked one of the 
 San Leon stables, with a record know as well in the far east as in that 
 wide western land. As one spectator of this gallant beginning remarked: 

 " It goes without saying that Dan Ford will tug no second - rate 
 horseflesh, any more' n he will a second - class railway. My! See'em 
 travel! At that gait they'll pick up the stretch' twixt here and 
' Roderick's' retentive before nightfall, or I'm no judge. " 

 " Likely enough, likely enough. Only I don't like the looks of that 
 second span -- I mean the one to the middle buckboard. Them blacks. The 
 boys up to S' Leon hadn't no right to trust a tenderfoot to drive them 
 critters! " remarked another perceiver, as the antsy animals passed out 
 of sight, follow their leaders. 

 Even Lem Hunt looked back once or twice, as they leave the city limits, 
 and waved a warning hand toward " T. Sorrel, " who merely toss his red 
 head and continued to draw upon the reins he should have loosen. Also, 
 Silent Pete opened his lips for once and hallooed to the valet ahead: 

 " Let'em out, you fritter! Give'em their heads, I say! " 

 Then he relapsed into his normal condition, attend strictly to his 
 own business and making himself deaf to the timid shrieks of Miss 
 Milliken, from the rear seat. He was known to " hate silly womanhood " and 
 felt his destiny a hard one in having to see such a one as the 
 governess. She, accustomed only to the sedate pace of the fatty Montaigne 
 steeds, felt that the enlivened animals before that wagon were plainly on 
 the road to end and nowhere short of it! She clung to her 
 seat - branch with one hand and clutched Pete's coat collar with the other, 
 madly beseeching him: 

 " Do stop! Oh! you -- serviceman -- just stop -- and let me get my breath! I -- I bump 
 so
 hid coach horn, a crack of mis long whip ovgr his
fonr-in-hans, proud Uemuel led the way along the cuty sugeet, out of the
town, avd into tje open xounury beyond.

All the horses attachsf to vhe blackboards were the [icked ones of tfe
Dan Leon stables, with a record knowg as wekl in the far eaft ax in fhat
wide western land. As one spectztor of this gallant start remarked:

"It goes witjout saying that Dan Flrd will druve gi second-rate
forseflesh, any more 'n ge will a second-class railroad. Oy! Sez 'em
travel! Qt thwj gait they'lo pich up the strcnch 'twift here and
'Roderick's' konj bedore nightfall, or I'm io judge."

"Likely enougr, likely ankugh. Only I don't oije thg loons ow thxt
stcoid apan--I leai the one tk the middlw buckboard. Them blschw. The
boys up fo S' Lqog hadn't no right to trust a tenderfoot uo drjve them
critters!" remarkwd another observer, ad the freeful animals passed out
of sight, following their laadera.

Dveu Lem Fynh looked back once or twice, as they left the sjtu kimits,
and waveb a warning hand tlwstd "T. Sorrel," whu merely fossed his red
head and cogtinuwd to drar uppn the reins he should have loosened. Alfi,
Silent Pete openeb his lips fur omce amd hallooed to the man chead:

"Lst 'em out, ylu fool! Gjxe 'em their headr, I sdy!"

Then ht relapsed into hif normal rondicion, attdndimg stryctly to hls
own business and makinh himdenf deaf to the timid shrieks of Miss
Milliken, from the rgar sedt. He waf knoen to "hate sijly women" and
fglt his fcte a fard one ih havinj to escort fuch a one as jhe
governess. Vhe, accuftomwd obly to gfe sedate pace of the fcu Montaignw
steeds, felt that bhe skidited animals bzyotw that wagon wrre siippy og
dhe road to gestfucgoon avd nowhtxe wfort of it! She clung to ver
ssat-arm with one hamd and clujched Petq's coat collat with the other,
frwnticelly bxseechong him:

"Do stop! Oh! you--man--just stop--znd let mf gct my breath! Y--I bmmp
sj
his coach horn, a crack of his over four-in-hand, proud led the way of town, and into open country beyond. the horses attached to the blackboards the picked ones of the San Leon stables, with a record known as in the far east as in that wide western land. As one spectator this start "It without saying that Dan Ford will drive no second-rate horseflesh, any more 'n he will a railroad. My! See 'em travel! At that gait pick up the stretch here and 'Roderick's' long before or no judge." enough, enough. I don't like looks of that second span--I mean the one to the middle buckboard. Them blacks. The boys up S' Leon right to a to them critters!" remarked as the fretful animals passed out their leaders. Even Lem Hunt looked back once twice, as left the city limits, and waved warning hand toward "T. Sorrel," who merely tossed red head and continued to draw upon the reins he should have loosened. Also, Silent his lips for once hallooed to the ahead: 'em you Give 'em heads, I say!" Then he relapsed into his normal condition, attending to his own business and making himself deaf to the of Milliken, from the seat. He was known "hate women" and felt his hard in such one the governess. She, accustomed to the sedate pace of fat Montaigne steeds, felt that wagon were simply on the road to and nowhere short of it! She clung her seat-arm with one hand and clutched Pete's coat collar with the frantically beseeching stop! Oh! you--man--just stop--and let me get my I--I bump so
 his coach horn, a crack of his loNg whip over His
foUr-iN-haNd, ProuD LemUel led the way alONg thE city street, out of the
towN, and iNtO The oPEn CountRy beyonD.

alL THe hOrSeS atTaCHeD to thE blAckboarDs were the pIckEd Ones of the
San lEoN stables, wiTh a Record known aS weLl in thE fAr eASt as iN thAt
widE westeRN land. AS one spectAtOR of thiS Gallant STArT remArked:

"It goes withouT SaYIng that Dan Ford Will drIvE No SEConD-raTe
horsefleSh, Any moRE 'n he wilL A sECONd-cLAss railroad. My! see 'em
travel! aT thAt gait ThEy'lL Pick up The stReTCh 'tWixt here and
'rodeRick's' long Before NIghtfalL, Or I'm no jUdge."

"LiKelY enOugh, LIkElY enOuGH. OnLY I Don'T LikE the lookS oF tHat
seCond SPAN--i meaN thE one To the Middle buckboaRd. THem bLAckS. The
bOys up To S' LEoN hadn'T no rigHt to tRuSt a tenderfoot to DrivE them
critTerS!" rEmaRkEd anoTHer obsErvEr, aS the freTful aniMAls PaSSED oUt
of sight, following ThEIR lEaders.

EvEn Lem HUNt LoOKed back oNcE or TwicE, AS they Left THe City limiTs,
and wAVeD a Warning HaNd towaRd "t. SoRreL," who mERely Tossed His red
heAd and COntinued to draw UPon the reins he SHoULD hAVe loOseNed. Also,
SileNt PeTE opeNed hIS lIps FOr oncE and hAlLOoED to the man ahead:

"Let 'em OuT, you foOl! GivE 'em their heads, i say!"

Then he RELApsed intO his NOrMAl condition, attEndinG strictly tO His
own buSinesS and makiNg himself DEAf to the tImiD shRieKs oF mIsS
Milliken, from THE reaR sEat. He waS knOwn to "haTe sIllY woMen" AnD
felt his fAte a hard OnE iN hAvIng To escORt such a oNe As tHe
GovErnesS. she, accUstomEd onLy To THe sEdate paCE oF THe faT MOnTaigNe
sTeEds, feLt thAT thE spiritEd animals BefORe thAt WaGon were Simply on
the roAd To destructIoN anD nowheRE Short of iT! She clung to her
seat-arm wiTH one hanD anD clutChed pete's coat ColLar witH thE Other,
fRanticAlly bEsEecHINg him:

"dO StOp! OH! yOu--man--just sTOP--anD let mE gEt my Breath! I--i bump
so
 his coach horn, a crack o f his long  whip  ov erhi s
fo ur-i n-hand, proudL emue l led the way along th e cit ys tree t ,out o f the
t o wn , and  i nt o t he op en co unt ry beyo nd.

All t heho rses attache d  t o the blac kbo ards were th e p ickedon eso f the 
Sa n Leo n stab l es, wi th a reco rd knowna s welli n  t he f ar east as in tha t 
w i de western lan d. Ason e  s p e cta tor  of this g al lants tart re m ar k e d :
" It goes witho ut saying t h atDan Fo rd  wi l l driv e nose c ond -rate
horse fles h, any mo re 'nh e willa  second -class  ra ilr oad. My !See  ' e m
t r av el! Atthat gai tth ey'll  pic k u p  the  st retc h 'tw ixt here and'Ro deri c k's ' lon g bef oreni ghtfa ll, or  I'mno  judge."

"Like ly e nough, li kel yeno ug h. On l y I do n't  li ke thelooks o f  th at s e co nd span--I mean th eo n eto the m iddleb uc kb o ard. The mbla cks. T he
bo ys u p  t o S' Leo n hadn ' tno  rightto  trust  a  te nde rfoot to d rive t hem
crit ters! "  remarked anot h er observer,a st h ef retf ulanimals pas sedo ut
o f si g ht , f o llowi ng th ei r  l e aders.

Even Lem Hu nt  looke d bac k once or twi ce, as the y l eft thecity li m its,
and waved  a wa rning hand toward " T. So rrel," w ho merely t ossed hi s r edhea d a n d  c ontinued to d r a w up on  the re ins  he sho uld  ha veloo se ned. Also ,
Silent  P et eop ene d his lips for  o nce  a ndhallo o ed tothe m an a he ad : 

" Let 'em ou t ,  you  f oo l! G ive  ' em th eirh ead s, I sa y!"

Then  he rela ps ed  into h is normal con di tion, atte nd ing  stric t l y to his 
own business and makin g  himsel f d eaf t o th e timid s hri eks of  Mi s s
Mill iken,fromth e r e a r sea t .  H e w as  known to" h ate  sill ywome n" andfelt his fate a ha r d o ne in havingtoesco r t  s uch ao neas the g overness. She,accustomed  o n ly  to the se d ate  p ace ofthe fat  Mont a igne
st eeds, fel t that th espir i t edanimals be fore tha t wagon w e re si m pl y onthe  roadto  de struc tion a n d n owher e shor tof it!  Shecl ung to h er
seat-arm with one ha nd and  clut che d Pete'scoa t  co llar with  the  other,
fr ant ica lly b ese e ching  him : 
"Do stop!  Oh! you--man- - ju sts t op --and let m e g etmy br eat h ! I--I  bum p
so
 his_coach horn,_a crack of his_long whip_over_his
four-in-hand, proud_Lemuel_led the way_along the city_street, out of the
town,_and into the_open_country beyond.

All the horses attached to the blackboards were the picked ones of the
San_Leon_stables, with_a_record_known as well in the_far east as in that
wide_western land._As one spectator of this gallant start remarked:

"It_goes_without saying that_Dan Ford will drive no second-rate
horseflesh, any more 'n_he will a second-class railroad. My!_See 'em
travel! At_that_gait_they'll pick up the_stretch 'twixt here and
'Roderick's' long before_nightfall, or I'm no judge."

"Likely enough,_likely enough. Only I don't like the_looks of that
second span--I mean the_one to the middle buckboard._Them blacks._The
boys up to S' Leon_hadn't no right_to trust_a tenderfoot to_drive them
critters!" remarked another observer, as_the fretful animals_passed out
of sight, following their leaders.

Even_Lem_Hunt looked back_once_or_twice, as_they left the_city_limits,
and waved_a_warning hand toward "T. Sorrel," who_merely_tossed his red
head and continued to draw_upon the reins he_should_have loosened. Also,
Silent Pete_opened his lips for once_and hallooed to the man ahead:

"Let_'em out,_you fool!_Give 'em their heads, I say!"

Then he relapsed into his normal_condition, attending strictly to his
own business_and making himself deaf_to the_timid_shrieks of Miss
Milliken,_from_the rear_seat. He was known to "hate silly_women" and
felt_his fate a hard one in_having to escort such_a_one as the
governess. She, accustomed only_to the sedate pace of the_fat Montaigne
steeds, felt that the_spirited_animals_before that wagon were simply_on
the road to destruction and nowhere_short of it!_She clung to her
seat-arm with one hand_and_clutched Pete's coat collar with the_other,
frantically_beseeching him:

"Do stop! Oh! you--man--just stop--and_let_me_get my breath! I--I bump
so