I've figured out pretty close what it cost to put me through the University, and what I was worth to him during the summers.

Father's Scotch--but he isn't a darned bit more Scotch than I am, mother.

Putting it all in dollars and cents, I think I've earned more than I cost him.

In the winters, I know I earned my board doing chores and riding line.

Many a little bunch of stock I've saved for him by getting out in the foothills and driving them down below heavy snowline before a storm.