Chapter 9: VII

VII The “Ladies’ ” and the “Squaw” Races Where, in the valley fields and fruits, Now hums the lively street, We milled a mob of fighting brutes, Amid the grim mesquite. Badger Clark “Hurry, Sis!” called Jim, as Cogewea joined him where he was holding the Bay Devil. “Race is on in a few minutes and you want Diamond handled a little ’fore startin’. Ride through the crowd to the track and get him used to the yellin’ and shootin’-crackers.” He helped the girl …