"Good enough! Then you mastered the bronco, eh? Didn't he throw you at
all?"
"No."
"Didn't he roll?"
"Oh, yes, and I got off and on pretty quick, I can tell you."
"It's wonderful! I never would have thought it!" And Sid Todd's face
showed his great admiration. "Why, don't you know that that is one of
the wickedest ponies on this ranch? Yates and some of the others have
tried to ride him more than once."
"And they couldn't do it?"
"Not much they couldn't! Why, that pony bit one of the men in the arm
when he got too near!"
"He snapped at me once."
"Did, eh?"
"Yes, and I slapped his face."
"Well, that's the best way--show 'em you ain't afraid. But it's
wonderful! When I see you on this pony I was sure you'd be killed, and I
made up my mind to give Yates the wust lickin' he ever had."
"He's as mild as a lamb now," went on Dave, as he eyed the pony.
"Don't you go for to trustin' him too much, yet," were Sid Todd's words
of warning, and Dave took them to heart, and it was well he did so, for
while returning to the ranch, the bronco tried several tricks to get rid
of his rider, but without success.
"I never thought you would do it," said Roger, earnestly. "Are you sure
he is safe now?" he added, anxiously.
"I wouldn't try to ride that beast for a million dollars," was Phil's
comment.
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