BUNK-HOUSE TALK About noon that day two sad boys rode into the Bar O Ranch, leading three tired-looking broncos, who had been put through some severe paces since early morning.

One of the boys and all the horses were hungry, but the other boy had little desire for food.

Whitey had been up against some rough adventures in the West.

This was his first taste of the tragedy that was frequent, and often necessary in regulating the affairs of those days.
And while Whitey was far from being a coward, as you know, the sight he had witnessed had left him a bit shaken.

He and Injun unsaddled the ponies and horses, put them in the corral, and made their way to the ranch house.