fork the broncs. They're able. Well, let's get those fellers
that are going along with this wild man in the wagon. Think you can
take it easy a short spell?" Yellin' Kid asked the grinning driver.

"Sure! Like an am-bu-lance. They'll never know they're ridin'."

"All right. Now about these Chinks. Guess they'll have to get along
on the ponies."

"But maybe they can't ride," Nort suggested.

"Maybe they can't--but they're gonna take a lesson right now! Their
first an' last. Let's get hold of Billee an' lift him in the wagon.
Still asleep?"

"Yep. Easy now. That does it----"

As they raised the form of the old rancher he stirred uneasily. Then
he opened his eyes.

"Boss!" he exclaimed. "What do you think of me bein' carried around
this way. Wait a minute, boys, I can walk. I want to----"

"You're to lay right still," admonished Yellin' Kid. "Think we want
you bleedin' all over the landscape? Now go slow, an' Mr. Merkel will
shake hands with you when we get you in the wagon."

"How are you, Billee?" the cattle owner asked warmly. "Heard you had
an accident! Well, we'll feed you up good for a couple of days and
you'll soon be on horseback again."

"Sure will! Can't say I like this lyin' down idea. But the boys won't
let me get up."

The buckboard carrying Billee and the other injured men went first, and
the rest of the procession followed, with Mr. Hawkins and Dick in the
extreme rear, to see that everything went well. And thus they started
for town.

They had scarcely gotten under way when all heard the sound of a horse
behind them. They turned and saw a riderless pony galloping toward
them.

"What the mischief--" Bud cried out as he saw the horse nearing them.
"He wants to visit! Look--his halter has been broken. Must be a
runaway. I wonder----"

"Runaway nothin'!" yelled the Kid. "He's comin' home! That's my
bronc!"

The horse made straight for Yellin' Kid.

"Look at that--knows me! Well! Well! Well! Come home to papa! My
bronc, sure as you're a foot high! See that spot above his eye? I'd
know it in a million! Come here, baby--where you been? Huh? I been
lookin' all over for you."

There was a sudden exclamation from one of the smugglers who was riding
in front of the Kid.

"Got away!" the man muttered. "Thought I tied her----"

"So-o-o you're the coot that had her, hey? An' you tied her up tight,
hey? So she couldn't get loose? Well, let me tell you th