Several came up to shake hands with Dave and congratulate him on the outcome of the little bout.

Some of the cowboys were not very refined, and to them such a fist-fight seemed a great thing.
There were a number of letters for those at Star Ranch, including two for Dave,--from his father and from Ben Basswood.

With the epistles in their pockets, Dave and Sid Todd started on the return to the Endicott place.

They had to follow, for some distance, the trail taken by Link and Snogger, their road branching off after the bridge over the river was crossed.
Considerable time had been lost waiting for the train and because of the set-to with Merwell, and the sun was now going down over the mountains in the west, casting long shadows over the plains.
"You'll have a late supper to-night," said Todd, as they moved on at a brisk pace.

"And I reckon you'll have an appetite for it.