. Wild animals I have known : and 200 drawings . se was powerless to pro-duce were telling on him; his straining boundsfirst this way and then that, were not nowquite so strong, and the spray he snorted as hegasped was half a spray of blood. But hiscaptor, relentless, masterful and cool, still forcedhim on. Down the slope toward the canonthey had come, every yard a fight, and nowthey were at the head of the draw that took thetrail down to the only crossing of the canon, thenorthwest limit of the Pacers ancient range. From this the first corral and ranch-housewere in sight. The man rejoiced, bu
. Wild animals I have known : and 200 drawings . se was powerless to pro-duce were telling on him; his straining boundsfirst this way and then that, were not nowquite so strong, and the spray he snorted as hegasped was half a spray of blood. But hiscaptor, relentless, masterful and cool, still forcedhim on. Down the slope toward the canonthey had come, every yard a fight, and nowthey were at the head of the draw that took thetrail down to the only crossing of the canon, thenorthwest limit of the Pacers ancient range. From this the first corral and ranch-housewere in sight. The man rejoiced, but theMustang gathered his remaining strength forone more desperate dash. Up, up the grassyslope from the trail he went, defied the swing-ing, slashing rope and the gunshot fired in air,in vain attempt to turn his frenzied course. 269 The Pacing- Mustang Up, up and on, above the sheerest cliff he dashedthen sprang away into the vacant air, down—down—two hundred downward feet to fall, andland upon the rocks below, a lifeless wreck—but 270
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