But alas! it was to be short-lived! As explained before, I was paying no rent and my fences were illegal.

"Kind" friends, and I had lots of them, reported the fences to Washington; a special agent was sent out to inspect, ordered the fence down and went away again.

I disregarded the order.

To take the fence down meant my getting out of the business or the ruin of the herd.

Next year another agent came out, said my fence was an enclosure and must come down.