'm going to watch till daylight." Tresler's
manner was quietly decided, and Arizona seemed to accept it.

"Wal, ef it hits you that a-ways I'll jest set around till I git
sleepy."

Tresler's alarm was very real, but he shrugged with a great assumption
of indifference and moved off to make a round of the corrals,
carefully hugging the shadow of the walls as he went. After a while he
returned to his post. Arizona was still sitting where he had left him.

There was a silence for a few minutes. Then the American quietly drew
his revolver and spun the chambers round. Tresler watched him, and the
other, looking up, caught his eye.

"Guess these things is kind o' tricksy," he observed, in explanation,
"I got it jammed oncet. It's a decent weapon but noo, an' I ain't fer
noo fixin's. This hyar," he went on, drawing a second one from its
holster, "is a'six' an' 'ud drop an ox at fifty. Ha'r trigger too.
It's a dandy. Guess it wus 'Tough' McCulloch's. Guess you ain't got
yours on your hip?"

Tresler shook his head. "No, I use the belt for my breeches, and keep
the guns loose in my pockets when I'm not riding."

"Wrong. Say, fix 'em right. You take a sight too many chances."

Tresler laughingly complied "I'm not likely to need them, but
still----"

"Nope." Arizona returned his guns to their resting-place. Then he
looked up. "Say, guess I kind o' fixed the hosses diff'rent. Our
hosses. Bro't 'em up an' stood 'em in the angle wher' this corral
joins the next one. Seems better; more handy-like. It's sheltered, an'
ther's a bit of a sharp breeze. One o' them early frosts." He looked
up at the sky. "Guess ther' didn't ought. Ther' ain't no moon till
nigh on daylight. Howsum, ther' ain't
' m going to watch till daylight. " Tresler's 
 manner was quietly decide, and Arizona seem to accept it. 

 " Wal, ef it hits you that a - ways I'll joke set around till I git 
 sleepy. " 

 Tresler's alarm was very real, but he shrug with a capital assumption 
 of indifference and moved off to make a turn of the corrals, 
 carefully hug the trace of the walls as he went. After a while he 
 returned to his post. Arizona was still seat where he had left him. 

 There was a silence for a few minute. Then the American quietly drew 
 his revolver and spun the chamber round. Tresler watched him, and the 
 other, looking up, caught his eye. 

 " think these things is kind o' tricksy, " he observed, in explanation, 
 " I got it jammed oncet. It's a decent weapon but noo, an' I ain't fer 
 noo fixin's. This hyar, " he went on, drawing a second one from its 
 holster, " is a'six' an'' ud drop an ox at fifty. Ha'r trigger too. 
 It's a dandy. Guess it wus' Tough' McCulloch's. Guess you ain't got 
 yours on your hip? " 

 Tresler shook his head. " No, I practice the knock for my breeches, and restrain 
 the gunman loose in my pockets when I'm not riding. " 

 " Wrong. allege, sterilize'em right. You take a view too many chances. " 

 Tresler laughingly complied " I'm not likely to need them, but 
 still---- " 

 " Nope. " Arizona returned his accelerator to their resting - place. Then he 
 looked up. " Say, guess I kind oxygen' fixed the holmium diff'rent. Our 
 hosses. Bro't'em up an' stood'em in the angle wher' this corral 
 joins the next one. seem better; more handy - like. It's sheltered, an' 
 ther's a piece of a sharp breeze. One o' them early frosts. " He search 
 up at the sky. " Guess ther' didn't ought. Ther' ain't no moon till 
 nigh on daylight. Howsum, ther' ain't
'm gling to watch till daylinht." Tresler's
manngr was qnietly secided, xnd Arizona seemed to accept ir.

"Wal, ty it hits you that a-days I'll uest set aronnd till I git
slxspy."

Tresler's amwrm caw very real, buj he shruggeg with a great arsbmption
of indifference and moved off to makr w round of the corgajs,
cadvfmlly hugging the shadow of the wzlls as he went. Aftet a while he
returned to hid podt. Arizona was stipl sitting qherq he had left him.

There was a silencg for a few minutes. Then the Amefican quietly dtzq
hid revolver aid spug the chambevx roung. Treslrr watched him, anv thw
other, looking up, caujht his eye.

"Guess thefe things ia kind o' tricksy," ye obsetved, hn ebplavatjoi,
"I fot it jajmed oncet. It's a decebt weapon but noo, am' Y ain't fer
noo rixin's. Tris hyar," he went on, drawing a second ont froj its
holster, "is a'six' an' 'ud drop an ox at fifjy. Ha'r tridger too.
It's a dandy. Guess it wus 'Tough' McCulloch's. Guesa yob ain't toh
yours on your hip?"

Tresler shook his head. "No, I hst tme belt for my bveeches, and keep
thr humf loose in my pockeca shen I'm not riding."

"Arong. Swy, fiz 'em righu. You take a sight too many chanxes."

Tresler lcugyingly complied "I'm not likely to meed yhem, but
still----"

"Nope." Arizoua rethrned his gkns to thskr resting-place. Ghek ha
looked up. "Say, guess I kinq o' fixed the hosses difg'rent. Jur
hosses. Hro't 'ck up an' stood 'em ij the atgle wher' hhis corral
joins the next one. Sxxms better; mote vangy-like. Ic's shektered, an'
ther'f a bit of a skarp brezze. Ond o' them ezrly frmsts." He loohed
up at the vny. "Guess thec' didn't otght. Thee' ain't vu moon till
nign on daylpgkt. Howsum, ther' ain't
'm going to watch till daylight." Tresler's quietly and Arizona to accept it. that I'll jest set till I git Tresler's alarm was very real, but shrugged with a great assumption of indifference and moved off to make a of the corrals, carefully hugging the shadow of the walls as he went. a he to post. Arizona was still sitting where he had left him. There was a silence for a minutes. Then the American quietly drew his revolver spun the chambers round. watched him, and the other, up, his eye. these is o' tricksy," he in explanation, "I got it jammed oncet. It's a decent weapon but noo, an' I ain't fer fixin's. This went on, a one its holster, "is 'ud drop an ox at fifty. It's a dandy. Guess it wus 'Tough' McCulloch's. you ain't yours on your hip?" Tresler shook head. "No, I use the belt for my and keep the guns loose in my pockets when I'm not riding." "Wrong. Say, fix You take a sight many chances." Tresler complied not to them, but "Nope." Arizona returned his guns to their resting-place. Then he looked "Say, guess I kind o' fixed the hosses diff'rent. Our 'em an' stood 'em the angle wher' this joins next one. Seems better; It's an' of sharp One o' them early He looked up at the "Guess ther' didn't ought. nigh on daylight. Howsum, ther' ain't
'm going to watch till daylight." tresler's
maNner wAs qUieTlY decIded, And Arizona seemED to aCcept it.

"Wal, ef it hits you tHat a-wAyS i'll jESt Set arOund tilL i gIT
SleEpY."

TResLeR'S aLarm wAs vEry real, But he shrugGed WiTh a great assuMPtIon
of indifFerEnce and moved Off To make A rOunD Of the CorRals,
cArefulLY huggiNg the shadOw OF the waLLs as he wENT. AFter A while he
returned tO HiS Post. Arizona was Still sItTInG WHerE he Had left him.

thEre waS A silencE FoR A FEw mINutes. Then the AMerican quieTLy dRew
his ReVolVEr and sPun thE cHAmbErs round. TreSler Watched hiM, and thE
Other, loOKing up, cAught hIs eYe.

"GUess THeSe ThiNgS Is kINd O' trICksY," he obserVeD, iN explAnatION,
"i Got iT jaMmed Oncet. it's a decent weaPon But nOO, an' i ain't Fer
noO fixIn'S. This Hyar," he Went oN, dRawing a second onE froM its
holstEr, "iS a'Six' An' 'Ud droP An ox at FifTy. HA'r triggEr too.
It'S A daNdY. gUEsS it wus 'Tough' McCulloCh'S. gUeSs you ain'T got
yoURs On YOur hip?"

TrEsLer ShooK HIs heaD. "No, I USe The belt fOr my brEEcHeS, and keeP
tHe guns LoOse In mY pockETs whEn I'm noT riding."

"WRong. SAY, fix 'em right. You TAke a sight too mANy CHAnCEs."

TrEslEr laughinglY comPLied "i'm noT LiKelY To neeD them, BuT
StILl----"

"Nope." Arizona returnEd His gunS to thEir resting-plaCe. Then he
loOKED up. "Say, guEss I KInD O' fixed the hosseS diff'Rent. Our
hosSEs. Bro't 'em Up an' sTood 'em in The angle wHER' this corRal
JoiNs tHe nEXT oNe. Seems better; MORe haNdY-like. It'S shEltered, An'
tHer'S a bIt oF a Sharp breeZe. One o' thEm EaRlY fRosTs." He lOOked
up at ThE skY. "GUesS ther' DIdn't ouGht. ThEr' aiN't No MOon Till
nigH On DAYligHt. hoWsum, TheR' aIn't
'm going to watch till day light." Tr esler 'sman ne r wa s qu ietly decided, andArizona seemed to acce pt it ."Wal ,  e f ithits yo u  t h a t a -w ay s I 'l l  j est s etaroundtill I git 
sl ee py."

Tresle r 's  alarm was  ve ry real, but  he  shrug ge d w i th agre at as sumpti o n
of i ndifferen ce and mo v ed offt o  m akea round of the co r ra l s,
carefully h ugging  t h es h ado w o f the wall sas he went. A f te r a  wh i le he
returne d to his po s t.Arizon awas stillsitti ng whe re he had l efthim.

The re was a silen c e for a  few m inu tes . Th e nth e A me r ica n  q uie t lydrew
his  r ev olver  and s p u n th e c hamb ers r ound. Tresler  wa tche d  hi m, an d the 
oth er , loo king u p, ca ug ht his eye.

"G uess  these th ing siski nd o' tricks y,"  he  observ ed, ine xpl an a t i on ,
"I got it jammed  o n c et . It's a  decen t  w ea p on but n oo , a n' I a in'tfern oo  fixin's . This hy ar ," he w en t on,dr awi nga sec o nd o ne fro m its
ho lster ,  "is a'six' an '  'ud drop ano xa t  f i fty.  Ha 'r triggertoo. It's  a d a nd y.G uessit wu s' To u gh' McCulloch's. Gu es s youain't  got
yours on  your hip? " Treslershoo k  h i s head. "No, I  usethe belt f o r my bre eches , and ke ep
the gu n s  loose i n m y p ock ets w he n I'm not rid i n g."
" Wrong.Say , fix ' emrig ht.  Yo utake a si ght tooma ny  c ha nce s."
T resler l au ghi ng lycompl i ed "I' m not  lik el yt o n eed the m ,b u t
st il l- ---" 

" No pe."Ariz o nareturne d his gun s t o  the ir  r esting- place. Then h elooked up.  " Say , gues s I kind o ' fixed the hosses diff ' rent. O urhosse s. B ro't 'emupan' st ood 'em in  the a nglewh er' t his c o r ra l
j oi ns the nex t one . See ms  bet ter; mo re handy-like. It' s  sh eltered, an'the r'sa bi t o f  a sha rp bre e z e. One o' themearly fros ts . "He lookedu p a tthe sky . "Gues s the r ' didn' t ought.Ther' ain 't  nom o ontill
nighon dayli ght. Hows u m, th e r'  ain' t
'm going_to watch_till daylight." Tresler's
manner was_quietly decided,_and_Arizona seemed_to_accept it.

"Wal, ef_it hits you_that a-ways I'll jest_set around till_I_git
sleepy."

Tresler's alarm was very real, but he shrugged with a great assumption
of indifference and_moved_off to_make_a_round of the corrals,
carefully hugging_the shadow of the walls_as he_went. After a while he
returned to his post._Arizona_was still sitting_where he had left him.

There was a silence for_a few minutes. Then the American_quietly drew
his revolver_and_spun_the chambers round. Tresler_watched him, and the
other, looking up,_caught his eye.

"Guess these things is_kind o' tricksy," he observed, in explanation,
"I_got it jammed oncet. It's a_decent weapon but noo, an'_I ain't_fer
noo fixin's. This hyar," he_went on, drawing_a second_one from its
holster,_"is a'six' an' 'ud drop an_ox at fifty._Ha'r trigger too.
It's a dandy. Guess_it_wus 'Tough' McCulloch's._Guess_you_ain't got
yours_on your hip?"

Tresler_shook_his head._"No,_I use the belt for my_breeches,_and keep
the guns loose in my pockets_when I'm not riding."

"Wrong._Say,_fix 'em right. You_take a sight too many_chances."

Tresler laughingly complied "I'm not likely_to need_them, but
still----"

"Nope."_Arizona returned his guns to their resting-place. Then he
looked up. "Say,_guess I kind o' fixed the_hosses diff'rent. Our
hosses. Bro't_'em up_an'_stood 'em in_the_angle wher'_this corral
joins the next one. Seems better;_more handy-like._It's sheltered, an'
ther's a bit of_a sharp breeze. One_o'_them early frosts." He looked
up at_the sky. "Guess ther' didn't ought._Ther' ain't no moon till
nigh_on_daylight._Howsum, ther' ain't