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I'm just east of the reservation line; outside the reserve. I aimed to know what I was doin' when I homesteaded that piece of sky farm." "And yet you took exception to my calling you a born politician." Shoop chuckled. "Speakin' personal, I been thinkin' about that job of State Senator for quite a spell.
Naturally there was some dissatisfaction expressed by disgruntled individuals who envied Shoop's good fortune. But this was overwhelmed by the tide of popular acclaim with which Shoop was hailed as a just administrator of their grazing-rights. The barbecue was a boisterous success. Although the day of large holdings was past, the event lacked nothing in numbers or enthusiasm.
"You're elected," announced Shoop. And the by-play was understood by the three men, yet each maintained his unchanged expression of countenance. "You see how I'm fixed, boys," said the sheriff. "Got to stick by my constituent or he'll howl." "We're in no hurry, Jim. Just drove into town to look around a little." "I'll take him now," said Mrs.
Then Jimmy, from his box near the stove, lifted his clarion shrill in reply to the hen. Sundown sat up, scratched his ear, and arose. He was returning from a practice of five-finger exercise on Gentle Annie, busy with his thoughts and the balance of the pail, when a shout brought his gaze to the road. John Corliss and Bud Shoop waved him greeting, and dismounting led their horses to the yard.
High Chin, as guest, was asked to shoot first. He raised his gun. It hung poised for a second. As it jumped in his hand the ash flirted from the end of the cigar. The crowd stamped and cheered. Shoop congratulated High Chin. The crowd hooted and called to Shoop to make good. Even as they called, his hand flashed up.
When he snapped his fingers they were to turn and fire. Many of the onlookers thought this test would leave High Chin a point ahead. Both men swung and fired at the signal. Again both bottles were shattered. Although a tie was again declared, the crowd cheered for Shoop, realizing his physical handicap.
She did not regret it when they shipped their machine from Stacey and took the Overland for New York. A few days after they had gone, Bud Shoop rode up to the Blue Mesa. It was evident that he wanted to talk with Bronson, so Dorothy coaxed Bondsman to her favorite tree, and sat stroking his shaggy head as she read from a new book that Shoop had brought with the mail. The genial Bud was in a fix.
But I can't ride like I used to. But" and the supervisor sighed heavily "I reckon I'll go just the same." "I'll give your message to Adams, Mr. Shoop." "All right. And tell him I want to see him. How's the little lady these days?" "She seems to be much stronger, and she is in love with the hills and cañons." "I'm right glad of that. Kind of wish I was up here myself.
"Well, I hope Lorry won't think that he has to go. Some of the boys in town are talking about it." "It's in the air," said Shoop. "And his father will need him now. Could you spare him, if Jim finds he can't get along alone?" "I don't know," laughed Bud. "I reckon I need somebody to look after them campers up to my old place."
"We're goin' to chip in when Jack opens the pot," said Shoop. "Just how strong we'll come in depends on how strong Jack opens her." Then with seeming irrelevance he remarked casually: "Sinker wasn't such a bad ole scout." "Which Loring's goin' to find out right soon," said "Mebby-So," a lean Texan. "Sinker's sure goin' to have company, I take it," remarked "Bull" Cassidy.
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