TAKING HER MEDICINE
if anybody asks you, the road is gettin' no better fast." The latter prediction in particular was correct, and their progress during the next hour could be measured in feet. The sweat trickled down the horses' necks and legs, their thick winter coats lay slick to their sides, and their breath came labored from their heaving chests. Two and sometimes three out of the four were down at a time.
The fight was too unequal; to pit their pygmean strength longer against the drifts. and the fury of the elements was useless. Even Neifkins finally was convinced of that, and was about to admit as much when, without warning, wagon, driver and horses went over a cut-bank, where the animals lay on their backs, a kicking tangled mass.
It was the end. For a second Neifkins stood staring, overwhelmed with the realization that he was worse oS by a good many thousand dollars than when he had come into the country — that he was wiped out — broke — and that the thin ice upon which the Security State Bank had been skating would now let it through. .
