200 HUMANE HORSE-TRAINING 



minutes. His school of horsemanship at Ohio has been 

 a boon to the true horse-lover — and undoubtedly a 

 millennium to the horse. 



Everard Calthrop has a most patient and delicate 

 manner and a great personality. I have assisted him 

 occasionally, and have been able to judge for myself. 

 I saw him handle two wild unbroken colts most artistic- 

 ally. The colts soon took kindly to him, and followed 

 him about as if they were perfectly broken. 



I have studied horsemen equally as much as I have 

 studied the horse. I could mention hundreds of good 

 horsemen I have met. Perhaps the best rider I ever 

 saw was an Indian, Tom Threepersons. 



I remember at a stampede show in the far west of 

 Canada how a mad-tempered bucking-broncho threw 

 every cowboy who mounted him, and the champion 

 rider of a well-known ranch was badly thrown and 

 injured. The crowd called for Tom, but it was im- 

 possible for him to appear because he was in gaol 

 awaiting trial. The sheriff was present, and he was 

 persuaded to let Tom out to have a ride on the broncho 

 fellow. Tom was escorted to the ring by two police 

 officers. The broncho was thrown, and Tom stood over 

 his body when the ropes were released. The horse 

 jumped up and commenced to buck, rear and twist round 



