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.

A letter from Adams tells of the hospiltality of the early ranchers, but we are inclined, from our first experience, to think that this hospitality had its limitations to the ranch class ; that the only way to reach this hearty hospitable nature, was to bear "some of the earmarks of a range critter."

Adam's letter says : "at these ranches, the truest and freest of hospitalities prevailed, and the way-farers and weary travelers were always welcome to any and all comforts and necessities that the abode could furnish for man or beast. In fact each ranch was supplied with the necessities of life in abundance and the way-farer was welcome to help himself without awaiting the presence of, or asking the consent of the owner or his representative. This practice was continued until the county settled up more thickly, and the abuses of such generous courtesies caused the stockmen to discontinue their liberalities to some extent.

"The ranchmen learned to have in their outlaying ranches, only such things as they could have locked up, nailed down, or otherwise guarded from petty pilferers, and malicious and unseemly jokers."