"I'm going to give a few of you fellows a chance to herd sheep to-day," he announced, cooling his coffee so that it would not actually scald his palate.

"That's why I wanted you to get some grub into you.

Some of you fellows will have to take the trail up on the hill, and meet us outside the fence, so when we chase 'em through you can make a good job of it this time.

I wonder--" "You don't need to call out the troops for that job; one man is enough to put the fear uh the Lord into then herders," Andy remarked slightingly.

"Once they're on the move--" "All right, my boy; we'll let you be the man," Weary told him promptly.
"I was going to have a bunch of you take a packadero outfit down toward Boiler Bottom and comb the breaks along there for horses--and I sure do hate to spend the whole day chasing sheepherders around over the country.