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Chip, of the Flying U by B. M. Bower
page 126 of 174 (72%)
will make you famous among cattlemen, at least. That is to say, out
West, here. And if you will sell it I am positive I can get you a
high price for it."

The eyes of the Little Doctor involuntarily sought the Morris chair in
the next room; but Chip was looking out across the coulee, as he had a
habit of doing lately, and seemed not to hear what was going on in the
parlor. He was indifference personified, if one might judge from his
outward appearance. The Little Doctor turned her glance resentfully to
her brother's partner.

"Do you mean all that?" she demanded of him.

"I certainly do. It is great, Miss Della. I admit that it is not quite
like your other work; the treatment seems different, in places, and--er--
stronger. It is the best picture of the kind that I have ever seen, I
think. It holds one, in a way--"

"By golly, I bet Chip took a pitcher uh that!" exclaimed Slim, who had
been doing some hard thinking. "He was tellin' us last winter about
ridin' up on that ole Diamon' Bar cow with a pack uh wolves around her,
an' her a-standin' 'em off, an' he shot two uh the wolves. Yes, sir;
Chip jest about got a snap shot of 'em."

"Well, doggone it! what if he did?" The Old Man turned jealously upon
him. "It ain't everyone that kin paint like that, with nothin' but a
little kodak picture t' go by. Doggone it! I don't care if Dell had
a hull apurn full uh kodak pictures that Chip took--it's a rattlin' good
piece uh work, all the same."

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