Draw in rein and then is no longer use in quing slowly, I only have to ease the reins & he leaps into a full run. And how that horse can go! He seems to simply fly for he puts every ounce of strength he has behind his long slender legs of his. With the reins in my left hand & my rifle in the right held high free, I stand straight up on the stumps like a kingph and talk to him as Ben Hur did with his Arab horses. There is a time & step when the antelope are about to cross our course or when they have begun to turn away. Then the stop must be quick without post-gallop trioting to delay shooting. As soon as Kurai feels my leg tighten & a gentle pressure on the reins, he clubs himself as tho' on springs to stops dead with first foot traced. When I throw myself to the ground and begin a short about under his nose, he pays no more attention than as tho' it was the popping of fire crackers. One of the most beautiful things is to see him follow a wounded animal. He twists & turns without a touch of the reins & I simply quit him his head. One day a bird ran along the ground in front of them & went off like a bullet after it. He has learned to follow anything that runs & I could almost bet they find the game!