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LOS ANGELES
Letters to Aunt Laurie From Nephews and Nieces
PONY RUNS DOWN MOUNTAIN
Frightened by Wildcat, Animal Makes
Dash Down Steep Trail
(First Prize)
Dear Aunt Laurie:
Talking about horses, my uncle told
me this story:
When 1 was a boy I-was spending
a summer with my father ln Kern
Riser mountains. One day he told me
to go up to tho camp above ours and
get a burro thai had been taken there
the. day before.
1 wont out to the corral, where were
gathered a number of horses and
burros, picked out a small Indian pony
that i enjoyed riding because' of its
■peed, and started.
About half way up, in rounding a
bend we suddenly came in full view of
a large wildcat.
The pony stopped, snorted, reared,
turned and dashed full speed down the
road.
At every bound I thought 1 should
be thrown to the ground, but man
■ jed to bold on by the mane, an.l dig
ging my, heels Into the sides of the
galloping pony. Scenery flashed by
me, up hill and.down dale we went.
The ropo about the peony's neck was
trailing and flapping in the. ail ; my hat
was gone; I could do nothing but hold
on ami wait.
The camp came in light, up to the
corral we dashed. ' The pony stopped
abruptly, throwing me headlong to the
" ground, turned, looked up the road
and neighed.
Whenever I think of that ride- I am
reminded of the story of Sleepy Hol
low, where lehabod Crane is being pur
sued by the headless horseman, or of
Paul Revere as he goes dashing down
the roud, warning the people of the
coming of the. British.
BAYARD BELL DOUGLAS.
Norwood street school. 504 West
Twenty-first street.
PONY STOPS TRAFFIC
BY KNEELING ON TRACK
(Honorable Mention) v .
ivar Aunt Laurie:
• v My horse's name was Black Beauty,
.. uel it suited him very well Indeed, as
he was black and shiny and a beauty.
■ Ho had been bred In the country and
had lived there all his life. He,had
never seen an automobile or street car,
and he was apparently very gentle and
a great pet.
My parents had been planning to
move to the city for a long time, and
at hist father brought home the news
that he bad rented a house for DOS year
In the city. S *
We gathered up what things were
necessary and made arrangements for
my horse to be shipped.
»We arrived there, and after arrang
ing things 1 thought I would take a
ride. I saddled Beauty and started for
town, Which was only four blocks. I
arrived there and was crossing a car
track when a car was coming along,
when I felt my horse kneeling down in
the middle of the car track. After be
had knelt clear down 1 dismounted and
felt ashamed to see people laughing
at me. "'.
The motorman rang the bell, but little
good lt did, for ho would not budge. ,
I had to smile-when a big policeman
said to me, "Give me the reins and I'll
make him get up." He tried but did
not succeed. Others did the same, but
with no result.
, The motorman got angry and threat
ened to run over him, but I told him
he had better not.
By this-time a lot of cars were all In
line, and something had to bo done.
One man suggested whipping him, and
it really seemed the only thing to do.
So I got a whip, and after beating him
eight or nine times he at last got up,
and with the air of a martyr went down
the street.
■-. I was too scared to try and catch
him, so I let him go. .
The next day I got a telegram saying
that he hod gone back to the country.
We wrote a letter to the man who
telegraphed and asked him to keep him
for me. He said he would. Your niece,
RUTH ROBINSON.
2953 Normandie avenue, age 12.
LEARNED CIRCUS TRICK
Dear Aunt Laurie: -
One day I decided to ride a pony
which I had only had about a week.
She was a small Shetland pony and
was rather stubborn to ride with the
saddle, but a flne driving pony.
■ I managed to get the saddle on her
and I found a good switch and started
off. Sho walked along, but I could not
make her gallop. The more I kicked
and' whipped, the more bucking I
received.
This pony knew a good many tricks,
as she came from the circus. I never
knew which way she was going to go
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hind legs.
* I had gone about a block when she
stopped dead still, then turned and
started home. I would not let her have
her own. way, but she was not to be
made to go the other way very easily.
I started to give her a whipping when
she started to buck.
Finally she was sitting on the curb,
with my arms around her neck, hang
ing on for dear life. • *
She went home on a nice gallop and
has been good ever since. Tour niece,
MARJORIE ALEXANDER.
rT N:"' 108 West, Cypress, Redlands.
Kingsbury school, grade 7.
PONY LEAVES CIRCUS
TO STAY WITH KIND LAD
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(Honorable Mention)
Dear Aunt Laurie:
It was a warm day in June and 1
was waiting for the ■ first circus that
the town of Scrimpy would see. There
had never been a circus at Scrimpy
before, so naturally all the people of
the town were out watting for the
train.
The circus was to be In town by
9 a. m., but it was now 1:30 p. m. I
got tired waiting there, so I began to
walk down the railroad track. When
I had gone about a mile I started to
turn back, when I saw a dark speck
coming down the road. I did not run
because I saw it was a black pony. I
was going to catch him, but I Boon
saw I did not need to, for he came
up to me and rubbed his nose on my
shoulder. He looked tired, so I took
him homo and rubbed him down.
Then I let him eat in the alfalfa field.
About an hour later the train came
thundering into town and it was
noised abroad that a black pony had
run away. I took him back unwill
ingly to the circus and the man let
me in the circus free. ' i»<s
The circus just gave two perform
ances and in the evening Started for
the next town, twenty-two miles away.
That night I dreamed of a black
pony and in the morning to my sur
prise saw him cropping the grass in
the field. As soon as I could I tele
phoned to the circus and the man told
me to ride the pony to town and he
would pay my way back. I took him
back and that night I dreamed I was
riding a pony so much that 1 was tired
In the morning.
I ate breakfast and went out In the
yard and there was the pony back
again. I telephoned the circus and
took him back again The next morn
ing he was back again. I telephoned
again and the circus manager told me
to keep the pony till the show came
to Scrimpy the next summer.
The pony was the pride .of the village
and the next summer the manager
gave him to me for keeping him.
Your nephew,
WILLIAM I. MACKENZIE.
924 Ramona avenue; A 7 grade, Al
pine street school.
HORSE'S INSTINCT SAVES BOY
Dear Aunt Laurie:
One day I rode an old white horse
home from school. He was another
little girl's horse, so she, her sister
and I got on. The littlest girl drove,
and she whipped the old horse up so
quick that she did not tell the rest
of us. I was ln the middle, and we all
held on as long as we could. In a few
minutes I fell off, and Hazel 'fell on
top of the whole bunch of us because
we were not holding to anything and
she was driving. I fell on my head,
and it kind of stunned me for a few
minutes, but I was all right pretty
soon. We got on again and rode.
home. When I got off I fell on my
back, but it did not hurt me."" That
was two or three years ago, and I
know how to ride better now.
I used to write once In a while for
the Junior, and so I thought I would
do it again. I hope you will accept
this and will have me for another
niece. FRANCES MOLLEDA.
Olinda public school, grade 5, Fuller
ton. R. F. D. No. 2, Box 164.
MARCH 6, 1910
HORSE FAITHFUL TO MASTER
Petted by Kind Man, He Follows Him
Home
(First Prize)
Dear Aunt Laurie:
One day mamma and papa went out
riding and stopped at a country house
for some water. There they saw an
old white horse which papa petted and
gave some peppermints while he talked
to the farmer.
. That night after every one had been
asleep papa was awakened by a noise
as if someone was lifting the knocker
to get into the house. Hastily slipping
on his clothes and getting a revolver,
he crept downstairs, thinking, "I'll get
you this time, Mr. Man."
In the moonlight he could see the
knocker moving up and down.
Imagine his surprise when he opened
the door, expecting to encounter a bur
glar, but Instead encountering the old
white horse. The horse commenced
neighing as soon as he saw papa. Papa,
alter dressing warmly, took the horse
to the barn, where he stabled it well
for the night. In spite of all coaxing
the horse would not go homo, so papa
traded one of his for it.
This horse remained with papa for a
good many years. His death was
caused by running Into a barbed wire
fence while runnng after pupa.
HELEN MACE.
L. B. H. S. 9, It. F. D. No. 1, box
305E, Long Beach.
HURT BY FALL
Dear Aunt Laurie:
I am going to tell you of a friend
of mine who had a narrow escape from
death as the result of riding a horse,
One morning during vacation, Paul.
for tliat was the boy's name, came over
to my house and said that he had
planned to go horse riding all day,
ami began naming many places where