The Pony Rider Boys in the Alkali; Or, Finding a Key to the Desert Maze

by Frank Gee Patchin

Where but a few seconds before had been a pony and a boy, there now remained only a kicking, floundering broncho.

Tom Parry put spurs to his mount and set off at top speed for the scene of the accident, followed by the others of the party strung out in single file.

CHAPTER VIII

NEARLY DROWNED IN AN ALKALI SINK

Tad rapidly drew up on the guide.

"What has happened?" Butler cried as the two now raced along side by side.

"As I said before, the pony went through a thin crust——"

"Yes, but Chunky—what happened to him?" asked Tad.

"He went through when he struck the ground."