 Tresler, I've
lost hogs, an' I've lost cows, but I'm guessin' ther' ain't nothin' in
the world meaner than losin' yer wife."

Tresler made no reply. What could he say? "Tough" McCulloch! the name
rang in his ears. It was the name Anton had been known by in Canada.
He tried to think what he ought to do. Should he tell Arizona? No. He
dared not. Murder would promptly be done, if he knew anything of the
American. No doubt the Breed deserved anything, but there was enough
savagery at Mosquito Bend without adding to it. Suddenly another
thought occurred to him.

"Did you know the man?" he asked.

"Never set eyes on him. But I guess I shall some day." And Tresler's
decision was irrevocably confirmed.

"And the 'gun' message?"

"Wal, it's a way they have in Texas," replied Arizona. "A loaded gun
is a mean sort o' challenge. It's a challenge which ain't fer the
present zacly. Guess it holds good fer life. Et means 'on sight.'"

"I understand."

And the rest of the journey to Willow Bluff was made almost in
silence.

The wonderful extent of the blind man's domain now became apparent.
They had traveled twenty miles almost as the crow flies, and yet they
had not reached its confines. As Arizona said, in response to a
remark from his companion, "The sky-line ain't no limit fer the blind
hulk's land."

Willow Bluff was, as its name described, just a big bluff of woodland
standing at the confluence of two rivers. To the south and west it was
open prairie. The place consisted of a small shack, and a group of
large pine-log corrals capable of housing a thousand head of stock.
And as the men came up they saw, scattered over the adjacent prairie,
the peacefully grazing beeves which were to be their charge.

"A pretty bunch," observed Arizona.

"Yes, and a pretty place for a raid."

At that moment the doings of the raiders were uppermost in Tresler
Tresler, I've 
 lost hogs, an' I've lost cows, but I'm guessin' ther' ain't nothin' in 
 the populace base than losin' yer wife. " 

 Tresler made no reply. What could he say? " Tough " McCulloch! the name 
 resound in his ears. It was the name Anton had been known by in Canada. 
 He hear to think what he ought to do. Should he state Arizona? No. He 
 dared not. Murder would promptly be done, if he know anything of the 
 American. No doubt the Breed deserved anything, but there was enough 
 savagery at Mosquito Bend without adding to it. Suddenly another 
 idea occurred to him. 

 " Did you know the man? " he ask. 

 " Never set eyes on him. But I guess I shall some day. " And Tresler's 
 decisiveness was irrevocably confirmed. 

 " And the' grease-gun' message? " 

 " Wal, it's a way they have in Texas, " replied Arizona. " A besotted gun 
 is a mean sort o' challenge. It's a challenge which ain't fer the 
 present zacly. Guess it holds good fer life. Et means' on sight.' " 

 " I understand. " 

 And the rest of the journey to Willow Bluff was made almost in 
 silence. 

 The wonderful extent of the blind man's sphere now became apparent. 
 They had travel twenty mile almost as the crow fly, and yet they 
 had not reached its confines. As Arizona said, in response to a 
 remark from his companion, " The sky - lineage ain't no limit fer the blind 
 hulk's land. " 

 Willow Bluff was, as its name described, just a big bluff of woodland 
 stand at the confluence of two rivers. To the south and west it was 
 open prairie. The place consisted of a little shack, and a group of 
 large pine - log corrals capable of caparison a thousand head of stock. 
 And as the men came up they saw, scattered over the adjacent prairie, 
 the peacefully grazing beeves which were to be their charge. 

 " A pretty crowd, " observed Arizona. 

 " Yes, and a pretty place for a raid. " 

 At that moment the doings of the plunderer were uppermost in Tresler
 Trfsler, I've
lost hogs, an' I'vt lost cows, but I'm guessmn' ther' ain't noghin' in
the world meaner than lisin' ter wife."

Tresler made nu reply. Wjat coule he way? "Tough" McCullocm! the kame
rcnj in his ears. Ij was the nake Anton had baev nnown by in Canada.
He tried to think what hr lught to do. Shjuld re tsll Arizona? No. He
dared not. Murder sould pgomptly be done, ig he knew anything of the
Alerifan. No doubt the Bgeed deservgs agtthing, but tfere was enough
savageri at Mosquito Bend without addine to nt. Suddenly abotjgr
thought ocrurred to him.

"Did you know dhe man?" he asked.

"Never sev eyws on him. But I guess I shall some day." Wnd Treslar'a
decision was irrwvicabli conxirmde.

"Ana tge 'ghn' mesdagx?"

"Wal, it's a say they hace in Texas," replied Awpaona. "A loades gun
if w mean sort o' challenge. It's a challenge whjch ain't fer the
present zacly. Guess it holds good fer life. Et means 'on sight.'"

"I understand."

And the rest ox the gouxkcy tu Wlllow Bluff was made almost in
silence.

The wondqdfil extent of the blind man's dlmsyn now became apparzht.
Fhey had traveled hwenty iiles almost af thr crow flies, and yet they
hae not reacheb irs confines. As Arivona said, in reskonse yo a
remark from his com'anion, "The sky-linf ain't no uimit fer the blknd
muln's land."

Willow Bluff was, as its name deseribed, jjst s big fluff of wlodlakg
standing at the clnflugnce ox two rivegs. To the south and west it was
open prairie. Tne pldce consnsted pf a small shwck, and a grouk of
large pine-uog corrala capabne of housigg a thousand jead of stocn.
And as ehe nen xame up ghey saw, scattrred over the adjacwnt prairie,
the peagefulug grazing beevew wyich were to be thdir cjacge.

"A [setty bunch," mbsefvea Arizuna.

"Yes, and c oretyy place for a raid."

Ad thzt moment the doinbs of the taiders wqre uppermost in Tresler
Tresler, I've lost hogs, an' I've lost I'm ther' ain't in the world Tresler no reply. What he say? "Tough" the name rang in his ears. was the name Anton had been known by in Canada. He tried to what he ought to do. Should he tell Arizona? No. He dared not. would be if knew anything of the American. No doubt the Breed deserved anything, but there was enough savagery Mosquito Bend without adding to it. Suddenly another occurred to him. "Did know the man?" he asked. set on him. I I some day." And decision was irrevocably confirmed. "And the 'gun' message?" "Wal, it's a way they have in Texas," replied "A loaded a mean o' It's challenge which ain't present zacly. Guess it holds good means 'on sight.'" "I understand." And the rest the journey Willow Bluff was made almost in The wonderful extent of the blind man's domain became apparent. They had traveled twenty miles almost as the crow flies, and yet they reached its confines. As said, in response a from companion, sky-line ain't limit fer the blind hulk's land." Willow Bluff was, as its described, just a big bluff of woodland standing at the two To the south west it was open The consisted of a small a of capable housing thousand head of stock. as the men came up saw, scattered over the beeves which were to be their charge. "A bunch," observed Arizona. "Yes, and a pretty for a raid." At that moment the doings of the raiders were in Tresler
 Tresler, I've
lost hogs, an' I've loSt cows, but I'M guesSin' TheR' aIn't nOthiN' in
the world meaNEr thAn losin' yer wife."

Tresler mAde no RePLy. WhAT cOuld hE say? "TouGH" MCcUllOcH! tHe nAmE
RaNg in hIs eArs. It waS the name AnTon HaD been known by IN CAnada.
He triEd tO think what he OugHt to do. shOulD He telL ArIzona? no. He
daREd not. MUrder woulD pROmptly BE done, if HE KnEw anYthing of the
AmericAN. NO Doubt the Breed dEserveD aNYtHINg, bUt tHere was enoUgH
savaGEry at MoSQuITO benD Without adding To it. SuddenlY AnoTher
thOuGht OCcurreD to hiM.

"DID yoU know the man?" He asKed.

"Never sEt eyes ON him. But i Guess I sHall soMe dAy." ANd TrESlEr'S
deCiSIon WAs IrrEVocAbly confIrMeD.

"And tHe 'guN' MESSage?"

"wal, It's a Way thEy have in Texas," RepLied aRizOna. "A lOaded Gun
iS a Mean sOrt o' chAllenGe. it's a challenge whIch aIn't fer the
PreSeNt zAcLy. GueSS it holDs gOod Fer life. et means 'ON siGhT.'"

"i UNdErstand."

And the rest oF tHE JoUrney to WIllow BLUfF wAS made almOsT in
SileNCE.

The wOndeRFuL extent oF the blINd MaN's domaiN nOw becaMe AppAreNt.
TheY Had tRaveleD twenty mIles aLMost as the crow fLIes, and yet they
HAd NOT rEAcheD itS confines. As arizONa saId, in REsPonSE to a
rEmark FrOM hIS companion, "The sky-linE aIn't no lImit fEr the blind
hulK's land."

WillOW bLuff was, aS its NAmE Described, just a Big blUff of woodlANd
standiNg at tHe confluEnce of two RIVers. To thE soUth And WesT IT wAs
open prairie. tHE plaCe ConsistEd oF a small ShaCk, aNd a GroUp Of
large piNe-log corRaLs CaPaBle Of houSIng a thouSaNd hEaD of Stock.
aNd as thE men cAme uP tHeY Saw, ScatterED oVER the AdJaCent PraIrIe,
the PeacEFulLy graziNg beeves wHicH Were To Be Their chArge.

"A pretty buNcH," observed ARiZonA.

"Yes, anD A Pretty plAce for a raid."

At that moment THe doingS of The raIderS were uppeRmoSt in TrEslER
 Tresler, I've
lost hogs,an' I've l ost c ows , b ut  I'm  gue ssin' ther' ai n 't n othin' in
the world me anerth a n lo s in ' yer  wife." 
T r e sle rma deno re ply.Wha t could  he say? " Tou gh " McCulloch! th e name
ran g i n his ears.Itwas th enam e  Anto n h ad be en kno w n by i n Canada. 
H e  tried to thin k wh at h e ought to do. Sh o ul d  he tell Arizo na? No .H ed a red  no t. Murderwo uld p r omptlyb ed o n e,i f he knew any thing of th e 
Am erican .Nod oubt t he Br ee d  de served anyt hing , but the re was enoughs avagery  at Mo squ ito  Ben d  w it hou ta ddi n gtoi t.Suddenly  a no therthou g h t occu rre d to  him. 

"Did you kn owthem an? " heasked .

" Ne ver s et eye s onhi m. But I guessI sh all someday ."  An dTresl e r's
de cis ion  was ir revocab l y c on f i r me d.

"And the 'gun'  m e s sa ge?"

"W al, it ' saw ay theyha vein T e x as,"repl i ed  Arizona . "A l o ad ed  gun
is  a  meanso rto'chall e nge.  It'sa challe nge w h ich ain't fert he
present za c ly . Gu e ss i t h olds good f er l i fe.Et m e an s ' o n sig ht.'" 
" Iu nderstand."

And th erest o f the  journey to W illow Bluf f w as madealmo s ti n
silence.

Th e won derful ext e nt of th e bli nd man's  domain n o w  becameapp are nt. 
Th e y  h ad traveled t w e ntymi les alm ost  as the  cr owfli es,  a nd yet th ey
had n ot  r ea ch edits c o nfines.As  Ar iz ona  said ,  in re spons e to  a 
r e mar k fromh is c ompa ni on , "T hesk y-lin e ai n 'tno limi t fer the  bl i nd
h ul k' s land. "

Willow Blu ff  was, as i ts  na me des c r ibed, ju st a big bluff of woodl a nd
stan din g attheconfluenc e o f tworiv e rs. To  the s outhan d w e s t itw a sope nprairie. T h e  pl ace c on sist ed of a  small shack, anda  gr oup of
largepin e-lo g co rra l sc apa bl e  of h ousing a thousa nd head of  s t oc k.
And ast heme n cameup they  saw, scatter ed over t he adjace nt  pra i r ie, 
the peace fully gr azing bee v es wh i ch  were  to  be th ei r c harge .

"Ap ret ty bu nch,"ob served  Ariz on a.

"Yes , and a pretty place fo r a ra id."
At  that mom ent the  doings o f th e raiderswer e u pperm ost in Tr esle r 
 Tresler,_I've
lost hogs,_an' I've lost cows,_but I'm_guessin'_ther' ain't_nothin'_in
the world meaner_than losin' yer_wife."

Tresler made no reply._What could he_say?_"Tough" McCulloch! the name
rang in his ears. It was the name Anton had been_known_by in_Canada.
He_tried_to think what he ought_to do. Should he tell_Arizona? No._He
dared not. Murder would promptly be done, if_he_knew anything of_the
American. No doubt the Breed deserved anything, but there_was enough
savagery at Mosquito Bend without_adding to it._Suddenly_another
thought_occurred to him.

"Did you_know the man?" he asked.

"Never set_eyes on him. But I guess_I shall some day." And Tresler's
decision was_irrevocably confirmed.

"And the 'gun' message?"

"Wal, it's_a way they have in_Texas," replied_Arizona. "A loaded gun
is a_mean sort o'_challenge. It's_a challenge which_ain't fer the
present zacly. Guess it_holds good fer_life. Et means 'on sight.'"

"I understand."

And_the_rest of the_journey_to_Willow Bluff_was made almost_in
silence.

The_wonderful extent_of_the blind man's domain now became_apparent.
They_had traveled twenty miles almost as the_crow flies, and yet_they
had_not reached its confines._As Arizona said, in response_to a
remark from his companion, "The_sky-line ain't_no limit_fer the blind
hulk's land."

Willow Bluff was, as its name described, just_a big bluff of woodland
standing at_the confluence of two_rivers. To_the_south and west_it_was
open prairie._The place consisted of a small shack,_and a_group of
large pine-log corrals capable of_housing a thousand head_of_stock.
And as the men came up_they saw, scattered over the adjacent_prairie,
the peacefully grazing beeves which_were_to_be their charge.

"A pretty bunch,"_observed Arizona.

"Yes, and a pretty place_for a raid."

At_that moment the doings of the raiders_were_uppermost in Tresler