For two days these yards have never been empty.

The country will soon be one vast herd." "Two days--huh! this thing'll go on for weeks, m'son.

And after all is over, you'll wonder where the dickens they all went to.

Montana is some bigger than you realize, I guess.

And next fall, when shipping starts, you'll think you're seeing raw porterhouse steaks for the whole world.
Let's drift out uh this dust; you'll have time to get a carload uh pictures before our bunch rolls in." As a matter of fact, it was two weeks before the Lazy Eight consignment arrived.