"Where's he going?" asked John.
"Out after his registered bull. It's strayed again."
"Huh!" grunted John. "Are he and Oscar Jefferson still fighting over that bull?"
"I guess so," replied Douglas. "Can I go, Dad?"
"It will put the dehorning off another day, but I guess you can go. That extra money will come in handy. How would you like to drive the mail regularly next winter, Douglas?"
The boy tossed "Treasure Island" on the table. "Do you mean you'd let me have it?"
"What would you do with the money?"
Douglas hesitated.
Judith spoke. "I know what I'd do. I'd put half the money into books. The other half I'd use to buy me some buckers and I'd go into training as a lady bronco buster."
Everybody laughed, and Mrs. Spencer said, "You won't have time to keep your nose in a book if you start in that line, Judith!"