By the time we all prove up we'll have a little bunch of stock of our own' d' uh see?
And we'll have the range--what there is left.

These squatters ain't going to last over winter, if you ask me.

And it'll be a long, cold day when another bunch of greenhorns bites on any colony scheme." "How do you know the Old Man'll do that, though ?" Weary wanted to know.
"He's pretty mad.

I rode over to the ranch last week to see Chip, and the Old Man wouldn't have anything to say to me." "Well, what's the matter with all of us going?
He can't pass up the whole bunch.

We can put it up to him just the way it is, and he'll see where it's going to be to his interest to let us have the cattle.