nd, the left horn in
his right hand, and twisting the ring and giving a mighty wrench on the
horn, both man and bull went prone upon the turf. But the man was above
and the bull below, and clinging to ring and horn and with knee on the
bull's throat, Sedgwick bent all his might upon the brute's head and held
him down.

Browning was at his side in a moment, and at Sedgwick's muffled cry to
tie his forelegs, Browning seized the scarf, lashed the bull's legs
together, and then both men arose.

Securing his coat quickly, Sedgwick seized Browning's arm, and said, "Let
us get out of this, old man. You told me this was a bully place, but I
did not look for it quite in that form."

"Where did you learn that trick?" asked Browning.

"In Texas," said Sedgwick. "It is a game we play with yearlings there,
but we never try it on an old stager, because, you see, if one should
fall he would be in the sump, or in a drift where the air would be bad in
a minute. That was a big fellow, but he had a ring in his nose, which
made me the more sure of him, and then you see there was nothing else to
do. I will go to no more churches in England with you without carrying a
lariat and revolver."

"It was a good job, Jack," said Browning; "by Jove, it was. I am sorry it
happened, but I am glad you did it. I don't believe I could have managed
it any better myself."

The feat was the talk of the town, and it grew in size with every
repetition, and in the next day's paper it was magnified beyond all
proportions. Fortunately, the printers got both the names of Browning
and Sedgwick spelled wrong, which was all the comfort the young men had
out of it.

On Monday morning the friends went out in the country and looked over the
estate that Browning had been hoping to make money enough to purchase.
Browning explained his plans for improving it, and the address of the
owner in London was obtained.

In the evening they took the train for London. The landlord had had a
great night and day because of callers on Browning and his friend, and
would take nothing of his guests except a five-pound note to hand to the
woman from whose shoulder Sedgwick had caught the scarf.

CHAPTER VI.

BONANZAS.

It was in the gray of the morning when they entered the mighty city by
the Thames. They sought a hotel, where they breakfasted; then waiting
until business men had gone to their work, they called a carriage and
drove to the home of Browning's step-fat