The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1921-04-19
Cow Coulnery
BY n. NJ. BOWER
Copyright 1871. by iAttie nrown
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Continued From Yesterday

| 1T 1 had Id pruhabiy Do VtoHH 's'o
by now. You called me somethingi
Get off that horse or III pull you
off"
81 guess Tn In the wrong. young
fellow did boiler Tic i'm down
hut N you'd ever been around this
outfit any you'd have known didn't
mean IL literal" lilo stopped and
suddenly he laughed. 1--WE been
ycliin' tie i'm down for two years
and morn. and nobody was ever fool
enough 20 tackle II before. We"
what about the name you called
NOR Bud was stiil advancing slow.
~. not much aprcascd. Il don't give
darn about the steer"
MY mistake. young Teller. When
I sct riicd up l don't pick my words"
lie eyed Bud sharply.
you aln't been In thes1 parts
ionEr"
Not right here Bud had no resl-
son save his temper for not giving
moro explicit Information. but Bart
Nelson--as Bud knew him aftcrward
continued 20 study him AZ n he
suspected n hiotehed past.
.Huhi That your horse~
rive got q hin Of sale for him"
You don't happen to be wanting
joh l s'poser'
II wouldn't rcfus, TO take one
And then the twinkle came hack 20
Buds eyes. I'D want boss that
expected 10 have his orders carried
out. tho. I lack Imagination. What
he says he'd better mean-when no
says II to me-"
Bart Nelson gave q short laugh.
turned and sent his riders hack To
their work with oaths tinRiing their
cars Bud Judged that cursing was
his natural form Of speech.
Go let UP that steer. and TN put
you TO work. h, said 10 bud. That's
a good rope horse you're riding. IL
you want TO use him. and II you
can hold up to that little sample OF
roping yuh gave Us IN pay yuh $40
month. You didn't say wher,
you'rc FROM
Il was born and rafred IN COW.
country. and nobody's hooking for
me-" Bud informed him and let 4,
no ut that III they had never hoard
OF the Tomahawk outfit II would DO
no good TO name H. n they had
heard OF n. they would wonder why
tho son Of 10 rich a cowman az Bob
Birnie should be hiring out ms a
common eowpunchcr so far from
home
He untied the st~-r. drove h back
into the herd and rode over 20 where
the high.nosed man was helping hold
the cut
Can you read trnndsr we'r~ cut.
TIM out Al and Affair stuff: left ear.
crop on the Al. and undercut on the
Affair."
Bart Nelson vsfched Bud that
afternoon BArt know every man
from Burrotack Valley. which was
this great valleys mama to she Saw
tooth country.
Bart beckoncd b HIM q tfruopy
mrfstached rider who was carrliug the
bard tn . spirftlesw manner.
Dirk you know brands from the
IPmhandis to Cyprees Hills. What
Gyuh make OF that hor~sf WHERE
doas he oorns fromr' Dirk squintcd
At Shoppers brand
New one on me. Bart TheyAs q
Ratchet brand over close to Jack.
sons HoIe- whero'd ne hid my no
Was frumr
HE wouidnV ssy. bot he's q sure
enough cowhand--
IS your fun'ral Bart rd say
he's from Jacirson's Hole on . rough
Euess. Mchby ne come across from
Black Rim"
Bud singie< out q yrnriing heifer.
let Stopper noss II out beyond the
bunch and drove II close to the
boss
Better look that one over he
called ost One way. u looks like
Al. ard another way I couldn't
narne T. And the ear looks as n
about half OF IL had been frozen off.
Didny want to run Il into tho cut
until you passed on IT,
Part looked first at Bud. and he
looked hard Then he inspected the
lysarltng. Dirk close n his heels.
Throw FER back with the bunch. !"
he ordered.
That finishes the cut. then" Bud
announced
Bart grunted. Dirk. you take a
look and see II they've got 'em an
And you. Kid, can help haze the cut
up the flat--the boys n show you
what 10 do
Bud hcsitated. I've got a camp
down here by tho creek" he said
III It's AL the same 20 you. III re
port for working In the morning, n
youTl tell me where TO head for.
And III have 10 arrange somehow
to pasture my horses: I'VE got a
couple more at camp"
Bart studied him for a minute.
"The Muleshos ranch IN mp there
agin that pine mountain he ex-
planned. Bring along your outfit
/ guess we can take care OF n cou-
pie OF horses. all right"
CHAPTER VIII.
The MnIeshoe
The riders OF tho Mulcshoe outfit
were eating breakfast when Bud
rode past the long. lowroofed log
cabin to the corral which stood
nearest the clutter Of stables and
sheds. He stopped there and waited
to see II his new boss was any.
where In sight. A sandy complex.
ioned young man with red eyeiids
and no lashes presently emerged
from the stable and came toward
him. his mouth sagging loosely
open, his eyes vacuous.
The youths eyes became fixed
upon the guitar and mandolin cases
roped on top Of Sunfish's pack, and
he pointed and gobbled something
which had the sound Of speech with.
out being Ineligible. Bud made
nothing OF the tumble and rode off
TO the cabin, leading Sunfish after
him.
He heard sounds within the cabin,
| but no one appeared untn he
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