nanley's

Updated: May 22, 2025

There was no harm in that, for they were well-behaved young folks. One look at their faces was enough. There were three of us in the bull-pen Bob, and Wind-River Smith, and myself. We'd brought up a herd of calves from Nanley's ranch, and we were taking it easy. 'Boys, says I, under my breath, 'they've made the riffle. "'No! says they, and then everybody had to take a pull at the glasses.

Henry Wallace Phillips - Red Saunders : His Adventures West & East