His Name His Fortune

Published: 1923

«The steep slope became a precipitous slant. The frightened mare threw herself back on her haunches and strove to strike her forehoofs into the ground to check their downward rush, but they had gained too great an impetus now. A campfire gleamed among the trees beneath them. With the risk of sending her rolling over and over, Delapin drew his horse to the side, a slight swerve, but enough to take her out of the line of the campfire. His own most cautious line of procedure was to throw himself out of the saddle and into a clump of shrubbery...»