"It's a habit I've got when I know there's bad men rampaging around the country.

The boys kinda gave me the laugh when they seen me haul it out uh my war bag, but I just told 'em to go to thunder." "Do you think those--" "Naw.

Uh course not.

I just pack it on general principles, same as an old woman packs her umbrella." "Say, this is dead easy! The bunch is pretty well broke, ain't it?
I'm sure glad to see old Milk River again; this here trailing cattle gets plumb monotonous." He got down and settled his back comfortably against a rock.

Below them spread the herd, feeding quietly.