"Nice day." "Mighty purty.

Light off, cap'n, an' shake hands with my brother Dan'l." Jennison dismounted calmly and easily, dropping the rein over the head of his wild broncho, and after shaking hands all around, said: "Well, neighbor, I'm right glad to see ye.

Jake, your brother, has been savin' up a homestead for ye--and I reckon he's told you that a mighty purty fight goes with it.

You see it's this way: The man that has the water has the grass and the circle, for by fencing in the river here controls the grass for twenty miles.

They can range the whole country; nobody else can touch 'em.