This has been a thunderin' hard trip on Frankie and he's stood up to it fine.

Good stuff!" He turned to the boy: "Well, Bobby, you had a hard time wranglin' them to-day--but you got 'em, didn't you, son ?" "That's what I went after," said Bobby.
* * * * * Boland stiffened after his rest.

He made two small marches toward the wagon, but his tortured muscles were so stiff and sore that he gave it up at last.

After he saw and answered the signal fires he dropped off to sleep.
He was awakened by a jingling of spurs and a trampling of hoofs.

He got to his feet hurriedly.