"They're a little bit rough I must confess, the most of them
at least," prompted Andy, starting on the second verse alone
because the others didn't know the song as well as he. He
waited a second for them to join him, and went on extolling
the valor of all true cowboys:
"But long's you do not cross their trail you can live with
them at peace.
"But if you do they're sure to rule, the day you come to
their land,
"For they'll follow you up and shoot it out, and do it man to
man."
"Say, Weary! They tell me Florence Grace is sure hittin' the
warpost! Ain't yuh scared?"
Weary shook his head and rode forward to ease the leaders
into a narrow gulch that would cut off a mile or so of the
journey.
"Taking 'em up One Man?" called Pink, and got a nod for
answer. There was a lull in the singing while they shouted
and swore at these stubborn cows who would have tried to
break back on the way to a clover patch, until the gulch
broadened into an arm of One Man Coulee itself. It was all
peaceful and easy and just as they had planned. The morning
was cool and the cattle contented. They were nearing their
claims, and all that would remain for them to do was the
holding of their herd upon the appointed grazing ground. So
would the requirements of the law be fulfilled and the
machinations of the Syndicate be thwarted and the land saved
to the Flying U, all in one.
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