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"Pull hiht, but she had strength, an she hauled with all herhiet in to him," called Dale "Good! You're sure not afraid of hioin' to ride hirab hisover him Then hook your feet under him, hard as you can, an' stick on"

If Helen had not been so frightened for Bo she would have been able to enjoy her other sensations Creeping, cold thrills chased over her as Bo, supple and quick, slid an arhtened up on hiht his feet together in one ju of him this time and stayed on

"You're ridin' him," yelled Dale "Now squeeze hard with your knees Crack hi on now an' you'll have hi pitched all over the space adjacent to Dale and Helen, tearing up the h, but she slid back to grip his, and he could not throw her Suddenly he raised his head and bolted Dale answered Bo's triumphant cry But Pony had not run fifty feet before he tripped and fell, throwing Bo far over his head As luck would have it--good luck, Dale afterward said--she landed in a boggy place and the force of her momentum was such that she slid several yards, face down, in wet moss and black ooze

Helen uttered a screa to her knees when Dale reached her He helped her up and half led, half carried her out of the boggy place Bo was not recognizable Fro black ooze

"Oh, Bo! Are you hurt?" cried Helen

Evidently Bo's h! Whew!" she sputtered "Hurt? No! Can't you see what I lit in? Dale, the sun-of-a-gun didn't throw ht You sure rode hi you a "

"Lucky! With eyes and nose stopped up? Oooo! I'-suit!"