A man with a steed.
“It was a sorry stop he made, because Hattie had a wonderful idea of lights all along the porch, and on the gateposts, and wherever a light would hang. She was sorry she hadn’t thought of it before, but still, it wouldn’t be so very much trouble, would it Lynn, to ride around and tell everybody to bring their lanterns—all the lanterns they could rustle? Lynn said sure, it wouldn’t be any trouble at all. Which Hattie apparently believed, because she added archly that all a cowboy ever did was ride around anyway.”
B. M. Bower, On with the Dance (1934).
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