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"Where'd you get all that money, Pete?" "Why, I done stuck up the fo'man of the T-Bar-T on pay-day and made him shell out," said Pete. The storekeeper grinned. "Here you be. Goin' huntin'?" "Uh-huh. Huntin' snakes." "Honest, now! Where'd you git the change?" "My wages!" said Young Pete proudly. "Pop is givin' me a dollar a week for helpin' him. We're pardners."
I rid that there Blue Smoke hoss give 'em an exhibition of real ridin' and the fo'man sure fell for my style." "Uh-huh. What kind of a fall did you make?" "Well, I wasn't in shape to know till I come to. The fellas said I done all right till ole Smoke done that little double twist and left me standin' in the air only with my feet up. I ain't jest lovin' that hoss a whole lot." Andy nodded sagely.
A figure loomed in the dusk a man on foot who carried a rifle across his arm. Pete could not distinguish his features, but he saw that the man was tall, booted and spurred, and evidently a line-rider with the Texan. "This here young stinging-lizard says he wants to see the fo'man, Sam. Kin you help him out?" "Go ahead and speak your piece," said the man with the rifle. "She's spoke," said Pete.
The fo'man is some surprised to see him come ridin' up, whistlin' like he owned the works. Fellas what's fired mostly looks for work some place else. But young John got the idee that he owed it to hisself to make good where he started as a cow-hand. 'I busted my ole friend Demijohn over the head, he says to the fo'man. 'We ain't friends no more. "The fo'man he grins. 'All right, Jack, he says.
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