A bit over a hundred years ago (after 1865 but I'm not sure of exactly which decade, other than before 1899) - Great-Great Grandpa left the East Coast for Texas. He met a young lady - saw her breaking a horse, apparently - and admired her spirit (and probably at least her ankles - depending on how much of her limbs got flashed while she was being tossed around by the horse).
She had two suitors - both took her out riding with a mare they'd broken to saddle to "suit her" (apparently which horse she accepted would tell the world, and her beaus which young man she was going to be marrying). One mare had a bright eye and a lively disposition - but was quite calm with a lady in the saddle - kind of "flirted" with her rider and Great-Great(Great?) Grandma was sure that the mare was enjoying being ridden to all the interesting places around town as much as she was enjoying riding her.
The other mare had been "broken" to the saddle and had her spirit broken as well. That suitor was told that she was sure that she didn't think that they were suited for marriage to each other.
I understand that they have a very good relationship until one of them died in their seventies back before I was born. I seem to remember that she was one of the women in the family with the same first name as my own - but being as it is a Biblical name that was popular for two thousand years or so....there are probably a lot of women in the family tree with the same name. (It was NOT Mary, though.)