From Dora Baty Argyle
We used to go to Kelly to go to school. When the weather was good, we used to ride
horses. We would have too much fun
running the horsed with the other kids.
We had a black horse named Bess.
She would jump sideways at everything that she would see. At this time I had to ride with my older
brother, Leslie, and he would say that I would pull him off of the horse when
she jumped. I longed to see him get
bucked off when I was not with him. I
will never forget the look on his face when this happened. He never accused me of it after that.
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