B M Bower

Her Prairie Knight B M Bower

The storm passed as suddenly as it came, but the effect remained. The road was sodden with the water which had fallen, and as they went down the hill to 'Dobe Flat the horses strained at the collar and plodded like a plow team. The wheels collected masses of adobe, which stuck like glue and packed the spaces between the spokes. Twice Dick got out and poked the heavy mess from the wheels with Sir Redmond's stick-which was not good for the stick, but which eased the drag upon the horses wonderfully-until the wheels accumulated another load.