"Won the championship at Prescott the other day." Then, more heartily: "He's a mighty good boy, too--take him any way you like." As he spoke the cattleman looked the stranger over critically, much as he would have looked at a steer or horse, noting the long limbs, the well-made body, the strong face and clear, dark eyes.

The man's dress told the Dean simply that the stranger was from the city.

His bearing commanded the older man's respect.

The stranger's next statement, as he looked thoughtfully over the wide Land of valley and hill and mesa and mountain, convinced the Dean that he was a man of judgment.
"Arizona is a wonderful country, sir--wonderful!" "Finest in the world, sir," agreed the Dean promptly.

"There just naturally can't be any better.