"I can't keep awake while that fellow persists in yarning away like a
fanning machine. It's so monotonous I can't keep awake," and Ben
stretched and yawned.
"Let's get away from here and go to some other part of the car,"
whispered Dick.
"No, we'll just stay here an' spite him. He'll wake up after a while an'
be glad to listen to ther story. So here goes!
"I was punchin' cow's down on the Pecos one summer fer ther Crazy B
Ranch. We had eight punchers in ther bunch, a good chuck wagon, an' easy
work, so I wuz pretty well suited, an' thet summer I gained twelve
pounds, even if it wuz a hundred an' forty in ther shade, which we hed
forgotten ter bring along with us."
"Forgotten to bring what?" asked the boy.
"Our shade. Yer see, down in thet country ther sun is so strong thet
every one carries his own shade, fer there isn't a tree in ther whole
country big enough ter cast a shadder o' any sort. Out on ther ranches,
at certain seasons o' ther year, they serve out shade ter ther men jest
ther same ez they do bacon an' saleratus ter ther outfit thet goes out
herdin'.
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