Ninxtod and I got into the back 

 seat and awaited developments, 

 which were immediately forthcom- 

 ing. The four men got the wheelers 

 into position and the reins passed 

 over the dashboard and secured. 

 It was a lively skirmish, but soon 

 over. A man remained at the head 

 of each wheeler and the other two 

 disappeared into the stable and 

 after much commotion, men and 

 horses burst into the open. I saw 

 two mouse-coloured animals with 

 long ears laid back viciously and the 

 short-haired tail that suggested mule 

 and the stamping feet and roll- 

 ing eye of wicked horse. The 

 kicking and the bucking, the plung- 

 ing and rearing of these mountain 

 products, was only equalled by the 

 calm, irresistible determination of the 

 men to bend brute will to theirs. 

 At first the issue seemed doubtful, 

 then it became apparent that slowly, 

 with many a circling and bucking, 

 the "jacks" were being forced in 

 front of the wheelers, who now be- 

 came excited and plunged and reared 

 to help the general confusion. 



I was beginning to understand 



