Recollect thet bunch of colts he had?
They're bosses, not mustangs....

So you look out, Bostil!" No rider or rancher or sheepman, in fact, no one, ever lost a chance to warn Bostil.

Some of it was in fun, but most of it was earnest.

The nature of events was that sooner or later a horse would beat the King.
Bostil knew that as well as anybody, though he would not admit it.
Holley's hint made Bostil look worried.

Most of Bostil's gray hairs might have been traced to his years of worry about horses.
The day he received word from the Indians he sent for Brackton, Williams, Muncie, and Creech to come to his house that night.