. Conservation. Forests and forestry. WORK ON A NATIONAL FOREST 479 horse ran that no one dared to run in; it kept on slashing the horse, tore him ahnost to pieces, cut off one foot, and he fell over. "My horse whinnied as I came up, asked me to help him, held up his leg; I just pulled my gun and shot ; Thus one gets both comedy and trag- edy in these simple tales of rangers and their horses. In every story up here, one is apt to find that a horse really belongs somewhere. I have seen two old friends drop silently apart for a time, and then, slowly, painfully come together again.
. Conservation. Forests and forestry. WORK ON A NATIONAL FOREST 479 horse ran that no one dared to run in; it kept on slashing the horse, tore him ahnost to pieces, cut off one foot, and he fell over. "My horse whinnied as I came up, asked me to help him, held up his leg; I just pulled my gun and shot ; Thus one gets both comedy and trag- edy in these simple tales of rangers and their horses. In every story up here, one is apt to find that a horse really belongs somewhere. I have seen two old friends drop silently apart for a time, and then, slowly, painfully come together again. It is some colt which both wanted, or a remark about horses, companion in hard places a faithful horse can be. Read Kipling's "East and West" ballad; read of great Roland in B'rowning's poem, and the mighty black charger in "Lady Geraldine's ; Think, too, of that desert "stallion shod with fire," in Bayard Taylor's immortal love song. And, of course, you remember John Brent, and his Don Fulano, storming on and on through the Rockies to save life and honor. Give us time, up here in these great mountains, and perhaps facts shall make such brave tales as these about our horses and our men, and we, too,. Rangers Ready to Start Out Stupidly repeated, which has made the trouble. Then, seeing this rending of old ties, you can understand the earlier races, the tribes of forest-men, who had only swords and horses. You re- member legends of tall, golden-haired youths who fought to the death for some splendid warrior-steed! You re- member how young Sigurd went to the Meads of Gripir for Grayfell, the Gift of Odin. Up here, in our mountains, we love those ancient tales of men of weapons, and of horses, when the world was new and the stars were near. Literature and history are crowded with stories that illustrate how good a shall become legends and inspirations. It may happen that some ranger's wife, or daughter, or sweetheart, will take an unbroken
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