It was rough land, broken and rocky looking even under its heavy load of snow, with high plateaus and mountains rising far off in the distance. A light snow was still falling and it swirled and blew in hard gusts around the rider and his horse. He rode in the posture of a man who was tired and co...
We were both still about half chilled to the bone, and Hays somehow stumbled around and found us enough dry wood to get a pretty good fire going. We didn’t want it so much for cooking breakfast as for making coffee and getting warm and drying out our damp clothes. After what I’d said the night be...
He said it serious, which is the way Norris generally says everything. I quit wrestling with the steak Buttercup, our cook, had turned into rawhide and said, “What are you talking about? How could we have trouble on land lying idle?” He said, “I got word from town this afternoon that a telegram h...