"I never heard of that before--" "The world's plumb full of things you never heard of, Happy," Andy told him witheringly.

"I gave Chip my copy of the homestead laws, and a plat of the land up here; soon as he hands 'em back I can show you in cold print where it says that very identical thing.
"That's what makes it look good to me, just on general principles," he went on, his honest, gray eyes taking in the circle of attentive faces.
"If the bunch of us could pool our interests and use what rights we got, we can corral about four thousand acres--and we can head off outsiders from grazing in the Badlands, if we take our land right.

We've been overlooking a bet, and don't you forget it.

We've been fooling around, just putting in our time and drawing wages, when we could be owning our own grazing land by now and shipping our own cattle, if we had enough sense to last us overnight.
"A-course, I ain't crazy about turning nester, myself--but we've let things slide till we've got to come through or get outa the game.

It's a fact, boys, about them dry-farmers coming in on us.