Johnny Nelson: How a one-time pupil of Hopalong Cassidy of the famous Bar-20 ranch in the Pecos Valley performed an act of knight-errantry and what came of itMulford, Clarence Edward
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Johnny Nelson: How a one-time pupil of Hopalong Cassidy of the famous Bar-20 ranch in the Pecos Valley performed an act of knight-errantry and what came of it
Mulford, Clarence Edward
Cowboys -- Fiction; Ranch life -- Fiction; Western stories
"Well," said Slim, "Nelson knows where he can find a parson ten miles
closer than Highbank, anyhow. After he put her on her hoss th' other
day in Gunsight an' went off to get his own, she looked after him--an'
I ain't no fool. I'm in favor of holdin' it in town. An' I says this
here busted-down ranch needs a good man to take hold of it an' run it.
I reckon an outfit of four would swing it handsome. Yes, three good men
could do it."
Larry swung into the saddle. "I got three brothers that shore do
love singin' since Two-Spot was planted. I'm leanin' strong to th'
melodious myself. An' I'm admittin' that I never knowed what singin'
was before. Well, you maverick, let's go an' help 'em count that herd.
You an' me aim to stop in town tonight on our way home, don't we? Then
come on."
Johnny dismounted at the kitchen door and knocked. Charley came running
and acted as host.
"Gee!" he exclaimed, his eyes sweeping to the six-guns and resting on
them. "Come on in! Peggy's readin' to dad. He's gettin' plumb ornery
an' says he's goin' to get up tomorrow, anyhow, come h--l or high
water. Here she is now: Hey, Sis! Here's Mr. Nelson--bet yo're plumb
glad to see him. Is dad still on th' prod?"
"Charley! What language! How you do pick things up! How-do-you-do, Mr.
Nelson?" she smiled, holding out her hand. "I am so glad to see someone
who may have a good influence on father. Come in. Father, here is our
friend, Mr. Nelson."
"Which gun got Wolf?" demanded Charley.
"Glad to see you, sir!" exclaimed Arnold. "You have been entirely too
much a stranger to this house. Sit down, and tell me what is going on.
That Cimarron may know how to talk, but he doesn't seem very anxious
to prove it. When I ask him how he finds the ranch he tells me about
everything else that he can in one minute, pleads work, and leaves."
"I think a whole lot of Cimarron," replied Johnny. "He and his boys
have worked like slaves out here--they've done an amazin' lot. They
expect to have everything cleaned up and counted by tonight, or by
tomorrow, without fail. Then we can do some figgerin' ourselves, an'
see how many cows are comin' to you. What I called for was to make a
proposition to you, an' I think it's a good one."
"Go ahead; I'm sayin' yes to it right now," smiled Arnold.
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