One, a trail boss of the O X, was drowned while swimming his herd across a swollen river.
"If it's convenient, let's keep an eye on those boys the next few years," said the trail boss, catching sight of his remuda.
When everything moved smoothly, he would act as Horne's trail boss.
There was a marked silence, only broken by a clatter of hoofs, and the trail boss cantered up to the tent.
The trail boss was coming back, was going to bring each one a cow.
"You would be doing wrong to leave this range," said the trail boss in fatherly tones.
Fortified anew in courage, Dell accompanied the trail boss to meet his herd.
Patience had almost ceased to be a virtue when the trail boss put in an appearance at the tent.
After a change of mounts for the foreman, Dell and the trail boss drifted the strays up the creek.
Before dinner was over, the acting foreman of the second herd rode in, and in mimicking a trail boss, issued some drastic orders.