On the Trail of Geronimo — page 51: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 43 As he anticipated, the outlines of the animal were discerned finally through the gloom in front. He had halted again to crop the grass, which was so sparse that a goat would hardly have noticed it. The favoring light of the moon showed that his head was turned away from the rancher, who stood motionless until the orb was veiled by passing clouds. | The horse had not seen him, and his object was to prevent discovery on the part of the animal until it was too late for him to save himself. Waiting until a glance at the sky showed the ob- scuration to be greater than it would be at any other time, he walked straight toward the tail of the steed, stepping lightly and going almost on a trot. Suddenly the horse threw up its head with an- other neigh, and broke into a gallop, but the man was at his haunch, and at the moment he made the first leap, Buck vaulted upon his back. Once in that position, the most vicious broncho in the whole southwest could not buck him loose. “ Now you can run as fast and long as you want to,” said Buck, striking his heels against his CoOnniclooo SJ (C(O) mM