Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 25, 2025
If one of the boys left to try other things and other fields, the Old Man considered him gone on a vacation and expected him back when spring roundup approached. True, he was seldom disappointed in that. For the Happy Family looked upon the Flying U as home, and six months was about the limit for straying afar.
You had to crawl on our last bet, an' you'll get another chance soon as you're man enough." "Chuck," shouted the cook, and the subject was dropped. Next day the scene of the roundup was changed, and the mustangs were forgotten. A year later the same corner of New Mexico was worked over by the roundup, and again the mustang bunch was seen.
"Look at 'em dodge outa sight, will you!" cried Cal Emmett, and lifted up his voice in the yell which sometimes announced the Happy Family's arrival in Dry Lake after a long, thirsty absence on roundup.
Instead of pounding upon a pan and lustily roaring "Grub-pi-i-ile!" in the time-honored manner of roundup cooks, he came softly up to the bed-tent, lifted a flap deprecatingly and announced in a velvet voice: "Breakfast is served, gentlemen." Andy Green, whose experiences had been varied, sat up and blinked at the gently swaying flap where the cook had been standing.
The horses pulled it easily with the ropes tied to the saddle-horns, just as they had many times pulled the roundup wagons across mirey creeks or up steep slopes; just as they had many times pulled stubborn cattle or dead cattle just as they had been trained to pull anything and everything their masters chose to attach to their ropes. Within, Owens called to them and cursed them.
The Little Doctor was somewhere he never seemed to know just where, nowadays and the house was lonesome as an isolated peak in the Bad Lands. "I wish I had the making of the laws. I'd put a bounty on all the darn fools that think they can write cowboy stories just because they rode past a roundup once, on a fast train," he growled, reaching for his tobacco sack. "Huh!
By the time the water got up here the river'd be as wide and deep one side uh yuh as the other. Then where'd yuh be at?" "It won't get up here, though," Mona asserted coolly. "It never has." "No, and the Lazy Eight never had to work the Yellowstone range on spring roundup before either," Park told her meaningly.
There was good grass in that part of the coulee; the Flying U had saved it for the saddle horses that were to be gathered and held temporarily at the ranch; for it would save herding, and a week in that pasture would put a keen edge on their spirits for the hard work of the calf roundup.
I wasn't to blame... Maybe we can keep it from mother and Lucy." Pan did not start back to camp until after nightfall, when he heard Blinky call. "Say, you make a fellar nervous," declared Blinky, in relief, as Pan approached the bright campfire. "Wal, did you take a peep at 'em?" "Yes. It's sure a roundup," replied Pan. "I'd say between fifteen and sixteen hundred head."
We were still at the Cuttle Fish ranch, which was in a state of great activity because of the fall roundup. Belle, the servant girl, had received less attention of late and had been worked harder, a combination of disagreeables which caused her to threaten imminent departure.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking