Farley turned to Jim and spoke conversationally. Ok XXX The horse saw what Jim intended and when allowed to he wallowed gratefully in the cool water like a big puppy, ridding himself of the irritating salt sweat and alkali dust coating his spotted hide. “Don’t even think about it, Joe. Jim looked over at the bartender who’d been enjoying the stir he’d just caused. “If you’d been riding old Chief, I’d still be chasing you all over Texas!” Jim thought that, horse thief or not, you had to respect the indian for taking his chances on foot rather than risk killing more stolen horses in a chase! When he finally decided to halt for the night, Jim helped the injun dismount, then he unsaddled and hobbled the mounts where they could forage for some of
