In the first, ten different camps appeared; he mourned because two others were perforced omitted.
Two hours later he snapped the Kodak upon fifteen, and there were four beyond range of the lens.
Park came along, saw what he was doing and laughed.

"Yuh better wait till they commence to come," he said.

"When yuh can stand on this little hill and count fifty or sixty outfits camped within two or three miles uh here, yuh might begin taking pictures." "I think you're loading me," Thurston retorted calmly, winding up the roll for another exposure.
"All right--suit yourself about it." Park walked off and left him peering into the view-finder.
Still they came.

From Swift Current to the Cypress Hills the Canadian cattlemen sent their wagons to join the big meet.

From the Sweet Grass Hills to the mouth of Milk River not a stock-grower but was represented.
From the upper Musselshell they came, and from out the Judith Basin; from Shellanne east to Fort Buford.