It was not a hard task. The cowboys were so entranced by the sight that they could hardly keep their minds on their business long enough to drive the cattle to a good bed-ground. You wasn't made for fun. Deets himself had fallen short a few times over the years and had felt the Captain's displeasure afflict him like a bruise.
Newt decided it wouldn't do. Fortunately the mules were cheap, twenty dollars a head, and the big German who ran the livery stable threw in the harness. And yet the feeling made him shaky. He had promised Lippy a ride to town.
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