Chapter 8
MANY BARREN MONTHS AND MILES"Well, here come them darn burros, Cash. Cora's colt ain't with
'em though. Poor little devils—say, Cash, they look like hard
sleddin', and that's a fact. I'll tell the world they've got about
as much pep as a flat tire."
"Maybe we better grain 'em again." Cash looked up from studying
the last assay report of the Burro Lode, and his look was not
pleasant. "But it'll cost a good deal, in both time and money. The
feed around here is played out"
"Well, when it comes to that—" Bud cast a glum glance at the
paper Cash was holding.
"Yeah. Looks like everything's about played out. Promising
ledge, too. Like some people, though. Most all its good points is
right on the surface. Nothing to back it up."
"She's sure running light, all right Now," Bu
