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"
I
clutched
at
the
bridle
;
but
,
before
I
could
lay
my
hand
upon
it
,
the
horse
was
at
his
full
speed
.
"
At
first
I
was
but
little
alarmed
;
indeed
not
at
all
.
I
supposed
I
should
soon
recover
the
reins
,
and
bring
the
runaway
to
a
stand
.
"
But
I
soon
found
this
could
not
be
so
easily
done
.
They
had
strayed
forward
,
almost
to
the
animal
's
ears
;
and
I
could
not
reach
them
,
without
laying
myself
flat
along
the
neck
.
"
While
endeavouring
to
secure
the
bridle
,
I
took
no
heed
of
the
direction
in
which
the
horse
was
taking
me
.
It
was
only
when
I
felt
a
sharp
twitching
against
my
cheeks
,
that
I
discovered
he
had
forsaken
the
open
tract
,
and
was
carrying
me
through
the
chapparal
.
"
After
that
I
had
no
time
to
make
observations
--
no
chance
even
to
look
after
the
lost
reins
.
I
was
enough
occupied
in
dodging
the
branches
of
the
mezquites
,
that
stretched
out
their
spinous
arms
as
if
desiring
to
drag
me
from
the
saddle
.
"
I
managed
to
steer
clear
of
them
,
though
not
without
getting
scratches
.
"
But
there
was
one
I
could
not
avoid
--
the
limb
of
a
large
tree
that
projected
across
the
path
.
It
was
low
down
--
on
a
level
with
my
breast
--
and
the
brute
,
shying
from
something
that
had
given
him
a
fresh
start
,
shot
right
under
it
.
"
Where
he
went
afterwards
I
do
not
attempt
to
say
.
You
all
know
that
--
I
believe
,
better
than
I.
I
can
only
tell
you
,
that
,
after
unhorsing
,
he
left
me
under
the
limb
,
with
a
lump
upon
my
forehead
and
a
painful
swelling
in
the
knee
;
neither
of
which
I
knew
anything
about
till
two
hours
afterwards
.
"
When
my
senses
came
back
to
me
,
I
saw
the
sun
high
up
in
the
heavens
,
and
some
scores
of
turkey
buzzards
wheeling
in
circles
above
me
.
I
could
tell
by
the
craning
of
their
necks
what
was
the
prey
they
were
expecting
.
"
The
sight
of
them
,
as
well
as
my
thirst
--
that
was
beginning
to
grow
painful
--
prompted
me
to
move
away
from
the
place
.