"Yes, he used to put a clean collar in his pocket and run down to New York for week-ends.

Faculty was sort of narrow-minded and regretfully packed him off home to Alabam'.

Bud was a good sort, but--well, he needed a larger scope for his talents than school afforded.

I guess the right place for Bud would have been a good big ranch out West somewhere.

He needed lots of room!" Clint smiled.