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Updated: June 10, 2025
"We ought surely to have the time of our lives," said the shipowner's son. "Just think of riding like the wind on some of those broncos!" "Or getting flung heels over head from a bronco's back," added Roger. "I rather think we'll have to be careful at first." "One thing I don't like about this trip," said Dave. "The fact that Link Merwell's father owns the next ranch to the Star?" "Exactly."
And making a semicircle the shipowner's son came up behind the steer, leaped to the ground, caught hold of the lasso, and sprang back into the saddle, almost as quick as it takes to tell it. Then he made the rope fast to his pommel and turned his horse back.
He hit the front tent pole with his foot, making considerable noise. "What's the matter?" cried Dave, waking and leaping to his feet. "What are you doing, Phil?" "Noth nothing," stammered the shipowner's son. "I I there is something in the tree!" And then, raising his gun, Phil banged away blindly.
"More than likely Link Merwell got them to do it," answered Roger. "It would be of a piece with his meanness." "I believe they were brought over by that Hank Snogger," said the shipowner's son. "Yes, but I think Snogger is in some way under Link's thumb," put in Dave. "Anyway, the two seem to have a good deal in common." "Well, it was a mean piece of business," said Belle.
The sky overhead was black with clouds, but to the north and the south were great patches of light. The wind was increasing steadily. "Maybe it will be more wind than rain," said Dave. "I hope so, too, for I have no fancy for getting drenched to the skin." "I don't like a wind storm when I am in a big woods like this," answered the shipowner's son. "I am always afraid a tree will come down on me."
"You may get into trouble if you do," interposed Roger, hastily. "Some of these Western characters don't like to have their past raked up." "But Charley Gamp wants to find his relatives," went on the shipowner's son. "I'll bring it around when I get the chance," said Dave. "But I can't do it now," he added. "He's gone." And Dave was right.
When the ice cream and cake were passed around, Phil and Dave could not help but look at each other, and the shipowner's son winked suggestively. "Why are you winking at Dave?" demanded Roger. "Did I wink?" questioned Phil, solemnly, and then Dave began to laugh and almost choked on a piece of cake in his mouth.
Now, as he pushed his way to his seat, his face showed unusual excitement. "Guess whom I saw!" he gasped, as he sat down. "Who was it?" demanded his chums, quickly. "Job Haskers." "Never!" cried Roger. "What is he doing here?" demanded Dave. "I saw him for only a moment," explained the shipowner's son. "He was right in the crowd and I couldn't follow him."
"We can go out hunting and fishing, and all that," declared the shipowner's son to his chums. "And maybe we'll bring down a bear or two." And then he suggested that they get revolvers and perfect themselves in marksmanship. "Maybe we'll run into Link Merwell out there," said Roger. "My, but he was mad when he left Oak Hall! He'd like to chew your head off, Dave!"
"Maybe the bullet went through the bushes," suggested the shipowner's son. "You fired at me I heard the shot and saw you with the pistol!" stormed Aaron Poole. "I've a good mind to have you arrested!" "Mr. Poole, why should I fire at you?" asked Dave. "Oh, you needn't try to smooth it over, you young rascal! I know you!
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