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it out, at that, only for a fool notion of his. That's where I cut loose."
Quigley looked curious. "New notion?"
"Yes," laughed Johnny contemptuously. "He got th' idea that th' night air, close to th' river, ain't healthy for th' cows! Told us to drive all of 'em back from th' river every evenin' before we rode in. I said as how we ought to blanket 'em, an' build fires under 'em. I reckon mebby I was a mite sarcastic, at that. Well, anyhow; we had an argument, an' I drew my pay an' quit."
Pop let out a howl. "Good Lord!" he snorted. "Evenin' air too wet for cows! Drive 'em back every night! An' lemme tell you that outfit's just foolish enough to do it, too. He-he-he!"
Quigley laughed, and then looked at the proprietor: "Pop, we ain't forgettin'. We both has bought, an' it usually goes th' rounds before it stops."
"Oh, I'll set 'em up," growled Pop.
"You ranchin', Mr. Quigley?" asked Johnny.
"Well, I am, an' I ain't," answered Quigley. "I'm farmin' an* ranchin' both, on a small scale. I got a few head, but not enough to give me much bother. We sort of let 'em look after themselves."
"Oh," said Johnny regretfully. "I thought mebby if I got tired of prospectin', an' short of cash, that I might get a job with you."
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