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You're worth a thousand bucks to any fly-cop that nips you in this town. I'm handin' you a little dope that you can slide out on and not get stuck." "Thanks, Sweeney. Well, I'll ring you up from Kalamazoo." "Kalamazoo? In them clothes?" "Sure. There's a law against travelin' naked in some States. Where you been grazin' lately?"

The next day we traded out of the tooth business and rode south down the old Navajo trail. We picked a good campin' spot a little "flat" in a bend of the river where the grazin' was good and we turned the ponies out. We didn't have to wait long.

"'I camps down outside the 'doby an' looks up at the moon an' begins to let my own thoughts go grazin' off towards Texas. It's perhaps a minute when thar's the quick crack! of a six-shooter, an' the mare Ruth r'ars up an' back'ard ontil she's almost down. But she recovers herse'f an' stands sweatin' an' shiverin' an' her eyes burnin' like she sees a ghost.

"You ride along this edge, so they won't scatter we ought to be grazin' 'em along, by rights; only you seem to be in such an all-fired rush " "You go on and tell that loco son-of-a-gun over there what he's up against," Andy urged. "Blank cartridges I sure do like that! If you only knew it, high power dum-dums would be a lot closer to our brand. Run along I am in a kinda hurry, this morning."

I want to be able to look at a hilltop an' know it's my land, and know it's my land down the other side an' up the next hilltop, an' know that over beyond that, down alongside some creek, my mares are most likely grazin', an' their little colts grazin' with 'em or kickin' up their heels.

"I ain't thought o' nothin' else ever since yer told me it was goin' ter happen!" "What about the weather prospects?" Kiddie asked. "Weather's all right," answered Rube. "I've had me eye on it a lot. It's plumb sure t' be fine. Birds are flyin' high; flowers ain't got much scent in 'em; the sheep are grazin' with their heads to the wind; cattle are quiet.

"Florence, you jest hit the nail on the haid. Cowboys are all plumb flirts. I was wonderin' why them boys nooned hyar. This ain't no place to noon. Ain't no grazin' or wood wuth burnin' or nuthin'. Them boys jest held up, throwed the packs, an' waited fer us. It ain't so surprisin' fer Booly an' Ned they're young an' coltish but Nels there, why, he's old enough to be the paw of both you girls.

How does the Saunders insec' wear his clothes?" "He's kind of lame in one arm and here he comes now. You can see for yourself. The one on that pinto." As Saunders rode past the two men, he turned in his saddle. Despite Overland's finery he recognized him at once. Overland's gaze never left the other's hands. "Mornin'," said Overland, nodding. "Ain't you grazin' pretty far this side of Gophertown?"

Mick went off to the bog in high feather, believing that the interview had been a great success, and that his mother was, as Paddy put it, "comin' round to the notion gradual, like an ould goat grazin' round its tetherin' stump."

"You make me sort o' feel I want to tell you to keep your darn grazin' rights till I ken hand you a bunch of bills such as I'd like to pass on to an honest man. But I don't guess I'm goin' to do it. Y'see, I just can't afford it. If I can't graze my stock on your grass they got to starve, or I got to get out.