I joined the Cattleman, and together we made our way afoot to the branding pen.
We were the only ones who did go afoot, however, although the corrals were not more than two hundred yards' distant.

When we arrived we found the string of ponies standing around outside.

Between the upright bars of greasewood we could see the cattle, and near the opposite side the men building a fire next the fence.

We pushed open the wide gate and entered.

The three ropers sat their horses, idly swinging the loops of their ropes back and forth.