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Show COLORADO SPRINGS. 311 pounds, was quite as funny a sight in the saddle as was Stein on the ground. "After a bit, the latter, having recovered from his surprise at the audacity of his animal, began maneuvering to recover him. The mule would allow him to come within arms length, but the moment Stein reached for the bridle he would make a swift change of front, and where his head was the moment before his tail would be the next. This went on for some time without a result, so we proceeded, leaving Stein alone with his problem. "It was quite an hour and a half before we returned to the spot. We looked for Stein but he was no where to be seen. A sudden turn in the road, however, brought him to our view, sitting upon a stone, holding the bridle of the mule in one hand; the animal standing square across the road. Stein looked very rueful, but the mule as docile and philosophical as a mule can look; and the saddle was under his body. Some of us straightened up the saddle and helped Stein into it. " After this the mule behaved quite well, but poor Stein missed the glorious vista from the peak. After a while Mr. Kinross, who was very fond of a joke, dropped behind. Knowing Kinross' propensities, I followed suit, and heard the following conversation: "K. 'But, Stein, how did you catch your steed?' "S. 'Veil, I valks very carefully on my tips toes up to him.' "K. 'And you caught him?' "S. 'Veil, I guess not.' "K. 'What did you do next.' " S. ' De next dime, I tinks I dry anodder game. I |
