like I told you and quit tryin' to set
down standin' up, ridin' wouldn't tire you so much." Teeters looked at
the English pigskin saddle in frank disgust.

Toomey ignored the criticism and said arrogantly:

"I want you to follow me from now on."

An ominous glint came in the cowboy's eye, but he still grinned.

"I wa'nt broke to foller. Never was handled right when I was a colt.
Don't you wait fer me, feller, you jest sift along in and I'll come when
I git done."

Judging from the expression on Toomey's face, it seemed to the Major an
opportune time to interrupt.

"Since nobody aims to introduce us--" he began good-naturedly, extending
a hand. "My name is Prouty--Stephen Douglas Prouty. You've heard of me,
like as not."

"Can't say I have," replied Toomey in a tone that made the Major flush
as he shook the extended hand without warmth.

To cover his confusion, the Major turned to the sheepherder whose soft
brown eyes held an amused look.

"Er--Joe--I'll make you acquainted with Mr. Jasper Toomey, one of our
leadin' stockmen in these parts."

The introduction received from Toomey the barest acknowledgment as he
directed his gaze to the grazing sheep.

"Where you taking them?" he asked in a curt tone.

"I really couldn't tell you yet."

Toomey glanced at him sharply, attracted by the cultivated tone.

"I wouldn't advise you to locate here; this is my range."

"Own it?" inquired the herder mildly.

"N-no."

"Lease it?"

"N-no."

"No good reason then is there to keep me out?"

"Except," darkly, "this climate isn't healthy for sheep."

"Perhaps," gently, "I'm the best judge of that."

"You'll keep on going, if you follow my advice." The tone was a threat.

"I hardly ever take advice that's given unasked."

"Well--you'd better take this."

The sheepherder looked at him speculatively, with no trace of resentment
in his mild eyes.

"Let me see," reflectively. "It generally takes an easterner who comes
west to show us how to raise stock from three to five years to go broke.
I believe I'll stick around a while; I may be able to pick up something
cheap a little later."

A burst of ringing laughter interrupted this unexpected clash between
the strangers. It was clear that the lack of harmony did not extend to
their young companions, for the lad and the girl seemed deeply
interested in each other as their ponies grazed with heads together. The
immediate cause of their laughter was the boy's declar