"Any pie, Nell?" cried Bud.
"Sure," was the answer. "But it's for company—Dick and Nort!"
"Ho! I'd like to see 'em grab it all!" challenged Bud, as he reached for the basket his sister held. "By Zip Foster I would!"
"Say, who is Zip Foster anyhow?" demanded Nort.
"Oh, I'll tell you—later!" chuckled Bud, and, as he removed the cover of the basket, delighted "Oh!" and "Ah!" exclamations came from him and his cousins at the sight within.
Some of the cowboys came riding back to camp from the round-up, Old Billee cheerfully chanting:
"Oh, bury me deep on th' lone prairie!"
And with this happy mingling of the joyful and sad we will take leave of the boy ranchers for a time.
THE END