He came under the head of a "nester," or "truck farmer," who was likely to fence in the river somewhere and homestead some land.

He was another menace to the range, and was to be discouraged.

The mutter of war was soon heard.
One day a couple of whisky-heated cowboys rode furiously up behind Mose and called out: "Where in h--l ye think ye're goin', you dam cow milker ?" Mose was angry on the instant and sullenly said: "None of your business." After threatening to blow his liver into bits they rode on and repeated their question to Pratt, who significantly replied: "I'm a-goin' to the mouth o' the Cannon Ball ef I don't miss it.

Any objection ?" "You bet we have, you rowdy baggage puller.

You better keep out o' here; the climate's purty severe." Pratt smiled grimly.