"So be I. I was recollectin' when I fust come into this country and
landed at that water-hole. It was kind of a joke then, but it ain't no
joke now. Funny thing--that bunch of punchers what started me lookin'
for that there hotel that time--they come jinglin' up last week.
Didn't know I was the boss till one of 'em grins after sizin' me up and
says--er--well, two three words what kids hadn't ought to hear, and
then, 'It's him, boys!' Then I steps out and says, 'It is, gents.
Come right in and have dinner and it won't cost you fellas a cent. I
told you I'd feed you up good when I got me hotel to runnin'.' And
sure enough, in they come and we fed 'em. They was goin' to the Blue.
They bunked in me hay that night. Next mornin' they acted kind of
queer, sayin' nothin' except, 'So-long,' when they lit out. And what
do you think! They went and left four dollars and twenty-eight cents
in the sugar-bowl--and a piece of paper with it sayin', 'For the kid.'
We never found it out till I was drinkin' me coffee that night and
liked to choked to death on a nickel. Guess them punchers ain't so
bad."
"No. They stopped here next day. Said they'd never had a finer feed
than you gave 'em."
"Neeter is sure some cook. Pretty nigh's good as me. Well, so-long,
Jack. I--I--kind of wish you was buildin' a new house yourself."
Corliss, standing with his hand on the neck of Sundown's horse, smiled.
"Arizona's a man's country, Sun."
"She sure is!" said Sundown, throwing out his chest. "And lemme tell
you, Jack, it's a man's business to get married and settle
down--and--raise more of 'em. 'Specially like _me_ and _you_ and Bud
and Hi--only Hi's gettin' kind of old. She's a fine country, but she
needs improvin'. Sometimes them improvements keeps you awake nights,
but they're worth it!"
"Yes, I believe they're worth it," said Corliss, "So-long, Sun."
"So-long, Jack. I got to get back and milk Gentle Annie. We're
switchin' Billy onto the bottle, and he don't like to be kep' waitin'."
Chance, following Sundown, trotted behind the horse a few steps, then
turned and ran back to Corliss. He nuzzled the rancher's hand, whined,
and leapt away to follow his master.
THE END
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