Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Skvoz' this motley throng with the confidence

Skvoz' this motley throng with the confidence of skillful horseman skipped on its mustang Of lyusi To fer'e. Its face blushed, long chestnut hair fluttered after the back. Father sent it into the city with some commission, and, thinking only about the matter and about how it will carry out it, girl with the fearlessness of youth cut into the very sediment of the moving crowd. The hunters after gold, weakened by long road, with the enthusiastic consternation stared by her after. Even impassive Indians, obveshannym by beast skins, changed their customary endurance, and they voskhishchenno scrutinized this pale-faced beauty.
to U of the very outskirts of city road dammed the enormous herd of cattle, it hardly they managed the fifth-sixth the become brutalized herdsmen. Lyusi, which burnt with impatience, it seemed that animals made room, and it decided to go straight through the herd. But hardly it had time to enter into the formed passage, as numbers of animals again they closed, and it appeared in the living flow, from all sides surrounded by longicorn bulls with the filled by the blood by eyes. The girl of privykla to be governed from the scotomas and, without having been not a bit lost, with each possibility drove on horse, hoping to be opened forward. Unfortunately, one of the bulls by chance or namerenno of bodnul of mustang to the side, and that instantly arrived into the fury. Khrapya from the fury, it was raised to the racks, zagartseval, swept so that, you be Lyusi less skillful horsewoman, it would without fail throw out it from the saddle. Position became dangerous. Each time, lowering front hooves, the enraged mustang again was encountered the horns and again it arose to the racks, being infuriated still more. Girl from all forces tried to be held in the saddle, terrible death under the hooves of the heavy, frightened bulls otherwise awaited her. She did not know what to make; the head turned itself in it, the hand, which compressed povod'ya, was feeble. Choking from the dust, from the smell of the excited animals, it in the desperation only was it did not let out from the hands of povod'ya, when suddenly the encouraging voice next was heard, and she understood that by it they arrived to the aid. And immediately dark-comlexioned sinewy hand gripped the frightened mustang for the bridle, and unknown rider, protiskivayas' between bulls, soon derived him on the outlying street. Nadeyus', you did not suffer, miss? respectfully turned himself to Lyusi its rescuer. Vzglyanuv into his energetic dark-comlexioned face, it gaily began to laugh. ya terribly was afraid of, she naively said, she did not here already think that my Poncho will frighten the herd of bulls! Slava to god, that you were held in the saddle, seriously pronounced rider, high young person in the rough hunting jacket and with the long gun after the back. Horse under it was large, roan color. Vy probably the daughter of John fer'e? it asked on. I saw, as you left from the winch of its farm. When you see it, you will ask, it does remember Jefferson Hope from Saint- Louis. If it that Fer'e itself, then they with my father were very friendly.