“Very true,” admitted his father, “you have been living a life of ease and luxury, and your health is none too good. Now, I want you to get out of this rut. You will have a lot of hard work to do on the ranch, and the quicker you get used to it the better.” “You’re right, Dad, but tell me more about this man Walters.” “I knew him years ago,” his father began. “Tom made a deal in stocks here, married and took his wife to Nevada. He invested his money in land and a few cattle, and now owns one of the finest ranches in Nevada. I remember that they have a girl, but I can’t recall just how old she is; I should judge about sixteen or eighteen.” “This promises to be interesting,” commented Mason. “Do they know I’m coming?” The elder man smiled. “You don’t need to worry about that. I received a wire from Tom. “I am sending two men with a shipment of cattle to the Post, and with orders to remain until your son arrives.’” “Tom certainly showed speed,” said Mason, looking at his watch. “Great Scott!” he exclaimed, rising to his feet. “Four P. M. I must be going if I start in the morning as I have a lot of things to see to. Good-bye, Dad; see you at dinner.” Hurrying from the office he started his car and drove rapidly home. Going at once to his mother’s room he told her how he had come to an agreement with his father. “Yes, I know, Jack,” she said, “your father and I talked it over this morning. Perhaps it will be best for you, but it is hard to have our only boy leave us. Do be careful for my sake. Your sister has been in tears since I told her you are going away.” “Don’t worry, mother. I’ll see Ethel and explain matters to her.” In the summer garden he found his sister reading in a hammock. “Oh, Jack,” she cried, “is it true you are going away?” “Yes, sis, I leave in the morning.” Ethel was two years younger than Jack and very fond of him. “Listen, sis,” he said earnestly, “I want you to comfort mother while I am away, and I’ll make you a promise. After I have been on this ranch long enough to get the run of things I’ll see that you and mother pay me a visit. Won’t that be great?” “Yes, I want to visit you,” she agreed, “but I will be so lonesome until you send for us.” “Why, sis, you have your girl friends, and let’s see, who is that young fellow you have been going with quite steadily?” he asked, smiling down at her. “Now, you are trying to tease me,” she answered, “that young fellow you speak of, his name is George Burk, and you know I don’t care for him.” “Sis, you’re hard to suit, maybe you can find some one in the West to marry.” “I don’t know, Jack, just now I’m not worrying about getting married. I hope you like it out there and make good. Mother told me that father wrote to the man who owns the ranch about your coming, and also wired him. Wish I were going with you now,” she added wistfully. “Never mind, sis, it won’t be long before I’ll send for you and mother. Be a good girl now, and help me pack.”