Grace Harlowe's Overland Riders on the Great American Desert by Jessie Graham [pseud.] Flower
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motionless while his new master was caressing him. The instant
Grace stepped away, however, the black grew restless. He dragged the cowboy who was holding him and threatened to break away, nor was he quieted until Grace herself intervened and, slipping the bridle rein over her arm and leading the pony, walked over to Tom Gray. "No wonder you are successful in managing a husband," observed Tom. "Even the dumb animals bow to your will." "Now, Tom," protested Grace laughingly, the color mounting to her cheeks. "That wasn't a bit nice of you." "Ready whenever you are, Mrs. Gray," interrupted the voice of Hi Lang. Grace turned to her husband, the laughter gone from her face. "I shall miss you, Tom dear. Write to Yvonne as often as you can, and to me, but Yvonne needs our letters to keep her from getting lonely at school. Good-bye and the best of luck, as we used to say when we were in France." Grace patted the neck of the black bronco, and Tom assisted her to the saddle. Blackie began to prance, but, though he threatened to buck, he did not. Grace finally subdued him and sat waiting for her companions to mount, all of whom managed the operation successfully, though Emma Dean was twice nearly unhorsed. The cowboys, as the Overland girls observed, were saddled up as if |
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