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Updated: June 23, 2025
Every lady for thirty miles round will be there, from six months old to eighty odd years. It wouldn't be PROPER to stay at home." The foreman drove her to Fraser's in a surrey with Ida Henderson and one of the Lazy D punchers on the back seat. The drive was over twenty-five miles, but in that silent starry night every mile was a delight.
"Yore day's about over, Harlan," he muttered. "There's going to be some few funerals around here before many hours pass." When he reached the store he found the owner and two Double-Arrow punchers taking care of Johnny. "Where's Hopalong?" he asked. "Gone to tell his foreman," replied Jackson. "Hey, youngster, you let them bandages alone! Hear me?"
Peters had just finished some business for his employer and felt the satisfaction that comes with the knowledge of work well done. He expected to remain in Alkaline for several days, where he was to be joined by two of his friends and punchers, Mr. Hopalong Cassidy and Mr. Red Connors, both of whom were at Cactus Springs, seventy miles to the east. Mr.
They were at the time only a few miles from a shack on Dry Creek, where the Lazy D punchers sometimes put up. McWilliams had attended the wound as best he could, and after a few hours' rest had headed for the cabin in the hills. They were compelled to travel very slowly, since the motion kept the sheepman's wound continually bleeding.
"Yes," said the Old Cattleman, as he took off his sombrero and contemplated the rattlesnake band which environed the crown, "cow- punchers is queer people. They needs a heap of watchin' an' herdin'. I knowed one by the name of Stevenson down on the Turkey Track, as merits plenty of lookin' after.
Whenever you're ready, gents." From the door Mrs. Gillespie spoke. "What's all this?" She became at once the center of attention. The punchers grouped around Houck were taken by surprise. They were disconcerted by this unexpected addition to the party. For though Mrs. Gillespie led an irregular life, no woman on the river was so widely loved as she. The mother of Bear Cat, the boys called her.
"But doggone it, Blake, them boys have lived right here at the Flying U why, this has been their home, yuh might say. They ain't like the general run of punchers that roam around, workin' for this outfit and for that; they've stuck.
"Goodness! you take it calmly, Frances," exclaimed Pratt. "Doesn't anything ruffle you?" She laughed shortly, and made no further remark. They rode on swiftly and within the hour saw the lights of Peckham's ranch-house. Their arrival brought the family to the door, as well as half a dozen punchers up from the bunk-house.
Besides Bud, Nort and Dick, there was now, at the camp in the valley, Buck Tooth the Zuni Indian, Yellin' Kid and Snake Purdee, two efficient and veteran cow punchers who had been transferred from Diamond X First, meaning by that the main ranch. While Bud was a true son of the west, and while Nort and Dick had, some time ago, passed out of the tenderfoot class, still Mr.
We simply couldn't make her stay behind." Isobel thrust herself free from her father's arms and darted out through the circle of rugged, earnest-faced punchers and cowmen to where Genevieve lay resting with the baby clasped to her bosom. "Dear! you poor dear!" she murmured, kneeling to stroke the head of the weary young mother. "I shall soon be rested," replied Genevieve. "How about Tom?
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