Chapter I | Chapter II | Chapter III | Chapter IV |
Chapter V | Chapter VI | Chapter VII | Chapter VIII |
Chapter IX | Chapter X | Chapter XI | Chapter XII |
Chapter XIII | Chapter XIV | Chapter XV | Chapter XVI |
A rider jogged northward along the road on a big pinto horse, a ledbuckskin, packed, trailing a half-length behind. The horseman traveledwith the regulation outfit of the roaming range dweller—saddle, bedroll and canvas war bag containing personal treasures and extraarticles of attire—but this was supplemented by two panniers of foodand cooking equipment and a one-man teepee that was lashed on top inlieu of canvas pack cover. A ranch road branched off to the left andthe man pulled up his horse to view a sign that stood at the forks.
"Squatter, don't let the sun go down on you," he read. "That's thethird one of those reminders, Calico," he told the horse. "T