Faye told
Cagey to chain Hal and then went in the house, soon returning,
however, without a blouse, and with moccasins on his feet and with
leggings.
When Kelly returned he looked most unhappy, for he loves horses and
has been so proud of Bettie. But Faye was not thinking of Kelly and
proceeded at once to mount, having as much fire in his eyes as the
horse had in hers, for she had already discovered that the bit was not
to her liking. As soon as she felt Faye's weight, up went her back
again, but down she could not get her head, and the more she pushed
down, the harder the spoon of the bit pressed against the roof of her
mouth. This made her furious, and as wild as when first brought from
the range.
She lunged and lunged--forward and sideways--reared, and of course
tried to run away, but with all the vicious things her little brain
could think of, she could not get the bit from her mouth or Faye from
her back. So she started to rub him off--doing it with thought and in
the most scientific way. She first went to the corner of our house,
then tried the other corner of that end, and so she went on, rubbing
up against every object she saw--house, tree, and fence--even going up
the steps at the post trader's. That I thought very smart, for the bit
was put in her mouth there, and she might have hoped to find some kind
friend who would take it out.
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