ance that I was ' all right ' and could 

 apply any time for a job. I may as 

 well say that Nimrod had allowed me 

 to go without him in the morning, be- 

 cause the cattle business was no novelty 

 to him; because daybreak rising did not 

 appeal to him as a pastime ; and because, 

 at the time I broached the subject, being 

 engaged in writing a story, he had re- 

 moved but one-eighth of his mind for 

 the consideration of mundane affairs, 

 and that, as any one knows, is insuffic- 

 ient to judge fairly whether the winged 

 thing I was reaching out for was a fly 

 or a bumble bee. In the morning, the 

 story being finished and the other seven- 

 eights of brain at liberty to dwell upon 

 the same question, he decided to follow 

 me, with the result that in the afternoon 

 I rode in the wagon. 



The cowboy meal, which I believe 



