The Coolidge examiner., 1935-06-07
CHAPTER Ill-con,inues

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This Il Bln McCord.~ Lee Blsh.
op said IN an undcr;onc: hes from
away. lie
Yeah know him n he found
you drinking at crick he'd ride
through upstream. 90 see II you OBJ.
Jected 60 mud Hello. McCord"
Mc-ord ignored Jones "Howdy.
Bishop"
! see you're moving a few head
of stock Bishop began.
Figure to- said McCord- The
two foremen eyed each other. A
certain amount ~ humor showed in
the hard scanned lines % McC0rd's
face. bot IL was the Kind 81 humor
thar starts trouble. and IN bis green
eyes there was NO humar az all
Moving r.gh, on through. see. .
sasA Bishop.
some day. maybe said McCord
"Not this year."
~NoT
NO" said McCord bis voice cas-
ual ~Wouidn't Dc surprised n
we'd stop and turn free. up here
ten miles"
"No. said Bishop His voice
too. was casual. as II be were an
swerinE n question. NO. these cat
tie aren't going 10 stop and scatter
up here ten mile. Not anywheTes
near g."
~You don't mean 10 tell mey" said
McCord why. I heard this was
open range"
Open said Bishop. "from your
nearest water haif way over 10 our
nearest water: and not one calf
jump more 3"
Two cowboys had left the loaflng
cattle and we're walking their
horses toward the parley with
studied detachment McCord now
sixnaled them with n motion OF his
head and they came up to range
themselves little behind the s.
foreman. Both were armed; but
Kentucky recognized neither.
~SoT McCord said 10 Bishop.
~So." said Bishop I'm sorry TO
have TO set you right on these few
mistakes. Wen spare you feed
whca we've got feed to spare. But
Just now the Rar Hook bEnches are
working down OF the Bench.
Theren be another four thousand
head on this range. right soon"
McCord Erinned. his eyes unwav-
srins from those os Lee Bishop. Il
ain't interested he concluded dis
passlonately. Il gOt my orders
and I'm carrying 'em out"
Kentucky stirred uneasily In his
saddle. sorrylng 20 see that Lee
Bishop was getting mad.
save yourself trouble" Bishop
was saying. This herd Is going
back into the craze II belongs In /:
and It's going deep back. som
The hair grin suddenly dropped
from Bin McCord's face, and In its
place flashed an m temper exceed
ing Bishops own. He kicked a spur
into his horse so that II spun and
brought up with the right side OF
horse and man toward the Bar Hook
riders This move brought square
Is into view the holstered forty five
that swung behind Bin McCord's
right thigh. below his short coat.
Until now the S. foreman had kept
his right hand IN his pocket; but
he now brought II 10 the relns be-
side his left. and they saw that his
right hand was ungloved
why. my short friend" said
Bib MeCord. his voice hard and
even: and he began TO swear. slow
" and distinctly. his green eyes
ugly on Bishops face. The cursing
OF Bill McCord was neither varied
nor picturesque. but Il was hard
bitten. personal. and direct, and its
slow evil-toned syllables carried
enough efficient uglIness TO raise
welts on the hide OF a mule.
'Put your scabby pony up that
rim" Bin McCord finished; go tell
your old man that put your proper
came TO yon. and sent you home 7"
Fer moment no one spoke. The
foreman OF the Bar Hook sat his
horse Ike a frozen man. apparently
unable 10 believe his ears. so unex-
pectedly. so unaccountably sudden
had been the break. Then the blood
Yashed 10 Bishops head With n
wrench OF his bit he put his horse
staggering against Kentucky's; the
animal danced crafty, mouth high
and open 10 the raw jerk OF the
xurb. Bishop thrust widespread
ahahng hand at Kentucky. Gun,