But the fiscal agent was not. Calling two of the boys, he asked for the loan of their horses and insisted that the buyers ride the cattle over and thoroughly satisfy themselves on the brands. The boys gladly yielded, and as Mr. Field and Mr. Radcliff mounted to ride away, the detective halted them long enough to say: “Now, gentlemen, I wish to call your attention to the fact that over one half the herd are in the single Marshall ranch brand. There are also some five hundred head in the ‘8=8,’ that being an outside ranch, but belonging to the estate. I am informed that the remainder of nearly a thousand were turned in by neighboring ranchmen in making up the herd, and you’ll find those in various mixed brands. If there’s a hoof among them not in the ‘Open A’ road, we’ll cut them out for fear of trouble to the buyer. I never sold a man cattle in my life who wasn’t my customer ever afterward. You gentlemen are strangers to me; and for that reason I conceal nothing. Now look them over carefully, and keep a sharp lookout for strays—cattle not in the road brand.” I knew there were about twenty strays in the herd, and informed Siringo to that effect, but the cattle buyers noticed only two, a red and a roan, which again classed them as inexperienced men among cattle. We returned to camp, not a word being said about trading, when the buyers suggested returning to town. Siringo looked at his watch, asked if there was anything further they wished to see or know, and expressed himself like a true Texan, “that there was ample time.” I was the only one who had alighted, and as they started to drive away, I said to Siringo: “Charley, let me talk to you a minute first. You see how I’m situated here—too many neighbors. I’m going to ride north of town to-morrow, and if I can find a good camp on Saw Log, why I’ll move over. We are nearly out of supplies, anyhow, and the wagon can go by town and load up. There’s liable to be a mix-up here some night on the Mulberry, and I’d rather be excused than present.” “That’s all right, Mac; that’s just what I want you to do. If we trade, we’ll make the deal within a day or two, and if not you can start right on for Ogalalla. I’ve been selling cattle the last few years to the biggest feeders in Nebraska, and I’m not a little bit afraid of placing those ‘Open A’s.’ About four months full feed on corn will fit those steers to go to any market. Drop into town on your way back from the Saw Log to-morrow.”