. St. Nicholas [serial] . kless aspirant. I saw a chance of escape by this time. The lieutenant cast a dissatisfied glance at heard him say in Spanish : The tricky Americano must ride his ownhorse, it seems. But stay! he shall not the horse carry double. Carlos shall ridebehind him ! This was accounted a happy thought, and washeartily applauded by his band of noisy troopers. Meester Rainsome, said the lieutenant, withan ugly twinkle, you will haf pleasir to rideyour horse in a race. Carlos will to ride — a —wis you, lest you haf not to part company wisus. You see ? I see, said
. St. Nicholas [serial] . kless aspirant. I saw a chance of escape by this time. The lieutenant cast a dissatisfied glance at heard him say in Spanish : The tricky Americano must ride his ownhorse, it seems. But stay! he shall not the horse carry double. Carlos shall ridebehind him ! This was accounted a happy thought, and washeartily applauded by his band of noisy troopers. Meester Rainsome, said the lieutenant, withan ugly twinkle, you will haf pleasir to rideyour horse in a race. Carlos will to ride — a —wis you, lest you haf not to part company wisus. You see ? I see, said I, laughing. For when I oncesat Rangoons powerful back, I had the gamein my own hands. But leave Will Grant, who sat composedlychewing a straw by the wall ? No, indeed!This is how I managed. I mounted. Rangoon gave a restless snort,but stood like a statue, with listening ears, whileCarlos got up behind me. Just a pressure ofmy hand on Rangoons left shoulder, and upwent his heels, while Carlos and I rolled quietly&. RANGOON AND CARLOS. over his head. Or, rather, I rolled quietly —expecting it, you see. But Carlos, whose cra-nium was severely shaken by the shock, got upin a rage, vowing and declaring that no earthly HOW RANGOON CARRIED WEIGHT. 5°9 power should induce him to mount the abomi- ear. The next instant the word was given, andnable American brute again. with a crash of hoofs the nine horses were off. How ? said the lieutenant to me. Your There was no question about it — there werehorse will not carree your own zelf? fearful odds against Rangoon. Will Grant It was that other fellow, said I, composedly, weighed certainly a hundred and fifty ; I tippedbrushing off the dust, and remounting. Rangoon cant abide my friend on behind perhaps he 11 do better. Not if I know it! said Grant, with agreat show of in-
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