"And I'm Dave." "And I am Roger," added the senator's son.
"About that round-up," continued the cowboy.

"Might see something of the sort, for Mr.Endicott is goin' to sell some cattle the end of the month, and they'll be driven off to another range.

But you'll see enough of cattle anyway, before you go home, if you are going to stay a month or six weeks." "Any fishing ?" queried the shipowner's son.
"Yes, plenty of fishing, back in the mountains.

One place there you can catch a barrel or two of fish in ten minutes--if you've got lines enough," and once more Sid Todd chuckled at his joke.
It was a three hours' run to Bramley, for the train stopped at many little stations and at some crossings where there were no stations at all.

At one point they came to a halt where there was a large corral, and the boys and girls watched the efforts of several cowboys to lasso a bronco that was untrained.