His mother was the wickedest piece of horse flesh I ever knew.

Remember her, Stella ?" "Indeed I do," returned Mrs.Baldwin.

"She nearly ruined that Windy Jim who came from nobody knew where, and bragged that he could ride anything." The Dean chuckled reminiscently.

"She sure sent Windy back where he came from.

But I tell you, boys, that kind of a horse makes the best in the world once you get 'em broke right.