A lady told us "No, we never feed travelers," and she no doubt meant it. The travel along the route was doubtless quite extensive and they had adopted the system. We asked how far it was to the next ranch, and she stepped outside to show us the road. Seeing our horses and accoutrements, she exclaimed : "Oh, you are cowboys, are you ? Well, come right in, and we will find a bite for you."

I was not then a cowboy, but I was young and hungry, and Streeter was audacious and hungry, and we went "right in." While we were eating, the lady asked us a question that would have floored me, but Clark had been a little longer in the west. She asked : "What outfit do you belong to?"

"We are working independent," answered Clark promptly. "We are looking for cows

branded 'L,' on the left shoulder, and some Oregon mares that got away and started back along the trail."

I told you Streeter was audacious, but he went it stronger than I could have imagined. I was later informed that there was this much truth to his reply: The cows he used to run were branded "L" on the left shoulder; also several years before his father had bought a bunch of Oregon mares, and some of them had gotten away, and never came back.

C. C. Nelson and Dr. Geo. C. Keenan bought this ranch, and I think they own it now (1919). Keenan was a brother of Mrs. Tusler.