A RANCHMAN'S RECOLLECTIONS 



In waving my hand from the rear platform of 

 the train which is leaving my good friends in 

 The Breeder's Gazette "family," and taking me back 

 to the cattle, the horses, the boys, the birds, the flowers 

 and the silent vastness of the great pastures, I can 

 think of no sweeter thought than in paraphrasing 

 Riley — "Good-bye, reader; take keer o' yourself." 



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