been in the employ of Field and Radcliff for the past three
months. "You see," said Dorg, "Archie never knew me except the
few days that I was about headquarters in Medina before we
started. He fully believes that I've been discharged--and with
three months' pay in my hip-pocket. The play now is that he's to
first help me spend my wages, and then I'm to have a job under
him with beeves which he expects to drive to the Yellowstone. He
has intimated that he might be able to give me a herd. So, Tom,
if I come out there and take possession of your cattle, don't be
surprised. There's only one thing to beat our game--I can't get
him so full but what he's over-anxious to see his employers. But
if you fellows furnish the money, I'll try and pickle him until
he forgets them."

The next morning Siringo and the buyers started south on the
trail, and I rode for my camp on the Saw Log. Before riding many
miles I sighted my outfit coming in a long lope for town. They
reported everything serene at camp, and as many of the boys were
moneyless, I turned back with them. An enjoyable day was before
us; some drank to their hearts' content, while all gambled with
more or less success. I was anxious that the outfit should have a
good carouse, and showed the lights and shadows of the town with
a pride worthy of one of its founders. Acting the host, I paid
for our dinners; and as we sauntered into the street, puffing
vile cigars, we nearly ran amuck of Dorg Seay and Archie
Tolleston, trundling a child's wagon between them up the street.
We watched them, keeping a judicious distance, as they visited
saloon after saloon, the toy wagon always in possession of one or
the other.