Major Hunter went through to The Grove, while I stopped at Fort
Worth. A buckboard from home was awaiting me, and the next morning
I was at the Edwards ranch. A relay team was harnessed in, and
after counting the babies I started for the Clear Fork. By early
evening I was in consultation with my ranch foreman, as it was my
intention to drive an individual herd if everything justified the
venture. I never saw the range on the Clear Fork look better, and
the books showed that we could easily gather two thousand twos and
threes, while the balance of the herd could be made up of dry and
barren cows. All we lacked was about thirty horses, and my ranch
hands were anxious to go up the trail; but after riding the range
one day I decided that it would be a pity to disturb the pastoral
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