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Title: The rifle rangers : or adventures in South Mexico
Year: 1868 (1860s)
Authors: Reid, Mayne, 1818-1883
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Publisher: New York : Robert M. De Witt, Publisher
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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formed soldiers descending the hill, was calculated to alarm themseverely. Them fellers \.^ gwine to put, Capn, said Lincoln, touching his caprespectfully. * I have seen the Taj lero seize a bulls tail while both were in full gal) >p, and, twitoh-tag it under one of hia le;.-, toss him over on his back This is a common exploit. • This description is as correct as my notes and memory can make it. I have witnessedthe lazoing of wild cattle City times, and it is true that the bull must be caught both bythe horns and heels, and aluiogt drawn asunder between the two mustangs before he surrenders. t The Mexican horses—known among us by the name of mustangs—are, in fact, no-thing more than large-sized ponies, They are the descendants of the Spanish breed, ele-gant and active, but deficient in weight. Mustang is the name applied to the wild horses on the great prairies of Texa.s ; but uthese are directly sprung from Mexican progenitors, w« give the name ta all horses ofthat country.
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We loiiclied a clump of ooooa-treed—one of them had fallen, and its smooth trunkoffered a seat, protected from the sun by the shadowy leaves of its fellon-s. On this wesate down. There was no resistance—no reasoning process—no calculation of advan-tages and chances—such as is too often miii-rled witli the noble passion of love. Wefelt nothing of this—nothing but that undeflnable impulse which had entered our hearts,and against whose mystical power neither of us dreamed of struggling. Delay and dutywere alike forgotten.—Page 103. TEE KIFI.E HANGKRS. 108 • Youre right, Sergeant, 1 replied, and without them we might as wel)think ©f catching the wind as one of these mules. If jerU just let me draw a bead on the near mustang, I kin kripple himIthout hurtin the thing thets in the saddle. It would be a pity; no Sergeant, answered I. I might stop them bysending forward the guide, continued I, addressing myself rather than Lin-coln ; but no, it will not do; there must be the app

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