THE MEASURE OF A MAN During the week following Ferguson's arrival at the Two Diamond ranch Stafford saw very little of him.

Mornings saw him proceed to the corral, catch up his pony, mount, and depart.

He returned with the dusk.

Several times, from his office window, Stafford had seen him ride away in the moonlight.
Ferguson did his own cooking, for the cook had accompanied the wagon outfit down the river.

Stafford did not seek out the new man with instructions or advice; the work Ferguson was engaged in he must do alone, for if complications should happen to arise it was the manager's business to know nothing.
The Two Diamond ranch was not unlike many others that dotted the grass plains of the Territory.