Detective and mystery stories; Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
Then he picked up a long coil of rope lying near and examined it
with critical eye, which yet seemed to disapprove of its texture and
quality; and then, idly fashioning a running noose at one end, he
coiled that rope up, and sent it with a flying jerk over a post thirty
feet away.
The man stared and paused in his work.
"Ay, but ye couldn't do that again, sir," he ventured; and Ralph, with
a little flush of something like conceit, immediately repeated his
performance.
"That be main clever," said the man, and he shambled off to get "Tom"
and "Garge" and "Luke" to come and see the young gentleman's wonderful
deed.
Ralph was delighted, and he varied his work by sending the noose over
one of the men as he ran at full speed across the yard. It was nothing
to him; he had handled a rope as soon as he had handled anything, and
he wondered at the surprise the thing caused to these men.
[Illustration: "SENDING THE NOOSE OVER ONE OF THE MEN AS HE RAN AT
FULL SPEED ACROSS THE YARD." p. 7]
A drove of cattle passed, and Ralph paused and regarded them with
interest. They were good beasts, but nothing like the troublesome
wild cattle which he had known. They seemed perfectly contented with
everything in this life.
"They are very quiet," he observed, and the man nodded.
"They be quiet enough, sir, but there be a bull in yonder paddock; ye
will see him in a minute, for they will be coming to drive him back to
his shed; and he be very savage. He ha' killed two poor chaps now, and
it be a risky job dealing with him. He be quiet enough as a rule; but
when his temper is bad, then he is bad, too--and very bad."
"I would like to see him," was the boy's answer; and almost before
the words were out of his mouth he had his wish granted; for a fierce
bellow of deep-voiced rage was heard, and rushing along, a broken
halter streaming behind, there came a magnificent black bull, while
in his rear, shouting and waving their arms in distress, ran two men,
who had evidently been engaged in bringing the monster home when he
had turned upon them, and sent them spinning this way and that ere he
darted off.
Every one in the way rushed to the nearest cover without ceremony; and
then a wild scream of terror broke on the air, and Ralph saw, directly
in the fierce creature's path, a pretty girl, seemingly but a year
younger than himself; a girl transfixed with fright, standing there,
directly in the pathway of horrible injury, if not death!
And what could he do? He who had been used to cattle was the only one
who kept his courage. Had he been in the saddle and armed with a good
stock whip the thing would have been touch and go; but he had nothing,
and he could not tackle the bull empty-handed.
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