But for Jim, he would have escaped.
"What's all the row ?" called Jones from the cabin.

Then from the door, taking in the situation, he yelled: "Hold on, Jim! Pull down on the ornery old cayuse!" He leaped into action with a lasso in each hand, one whirling round his head.

The slender rope straightened with a whiz and whipped round Baldy's legs as he kicked viciously.

Jones pulled it tight, then fastened it with nimble fingers to the tree.
"Let go! let go! Jim!" he yelled, whirling the other lasso.

The loop flashed and fell over Baldy's head and tightened round his neck.