have been more puzzled. He meant he
lived as far as a man's voice would carry
with one yell and a holla.

``Will you help me catch some?''
Buck nodded.

``All right,'' I said, turning my horse up
to the fence. ``Get on behind.'' The
horse shied his hind quarters away, and I
pulled him back.

``Now, you can get on, if you'll be
quick.'' Buck sat still.

``Yes,'' he said imperturbably; ``but I
ain't quick.'' The two girls laughed
aloud, and Buck looked surprised.

Around a curving cornfield we went,
and through a meadow which Buck said
was a ``nigh cut.'' From the limb of a
tree that we passed hung a piece of wire
with an iron ring swinging at its upturned
end. A little farther was another tree and
another ring, and farther on another and
another.

``For heaven's sake, Buck, what are
these things?''