The Rider of Golden Bar

By William Patterson White THE OWNER OF THE LAZY D LYNCH LAWYERS HIDDEN TRAILS PARADISE BEND THE HEART OF THE RANGE THE RIDER OF GOLDEN BAR

But why don't you do something, Bill? demanded Sam Prescott's pretty daughter.
Bill Wingo looked at Miss Prescott in injured astonishment. Do something? he repeated. What do you want me to do?
I don't want you to do anything, she denied with unnecessary emphasis. Haven't you any ambition?
Plenty.
Then use it, for Heaven's sake!
I do. Don't I ask you to marry me every time I get a chance?
That's not using your ambition. That's playing the fool.
Nice opinion of yourself you've got, he grinned.
Never mind. You make me tired, Bill. Here you've got a little claim and a little bunch of cows—the makings of a ranch if you'd only work. But instead of working like a man you loaf like a—like a——
Like a loafer, he prompted.