Man Without a Star Page #5

Looks like it ought to

keep the cattle off the grass,

once they tangle with

that stuff they learn better.

Yeah, them barbs are sharp, feel 'em.

- I have felt it

- What's wrong?

I don't like it, and I don't

like anyone that uses it.

Well, I aim to use it,

does that go for me?

It does.

I can't knock you down,

cause you're in my house.

But I can tell you to leave.

Get out.

Demps!

- Why did you get upset?

- Leave it alone.

- Yeah, but those people...

- Leave it alone.

Jeff!

- I'm sorry it went so badly.

- So am I.

- Why did he act that way about the wire?

- I don't know.

I just don't know.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Hey, Demps which way we heading?

- Straight north.

- How do you know?

Just take a star and follow it.

Of course, you gotta be

sure it's the right one.

Oh, I guess I'll never

learn to pick the right one.

Yes, you will.

- Everybodys got a star to follow.

- Which one's yours?

Me?

Never got around to

picking one from the south.

Guess, I'm sort of like the cattle,

drifting north where the grass is.

What makes you drift north?

Isn't there anymore grass in Texas?

Lots of it, kid.

Tall, sweet and it's real good.

Stretching out from

the Pecos to the Sabine.

Then they brought in the wire.

You know it was all open

ranges far as you can see.

As far as a man could ride a horse

or drive cattle, there

was nothing to stop you.

Nothing to drag it out.

That's why you came up here?

Yeah.

Now the wire's

catching up with me again.

You know, kid? You and I

may just wind up in Canada.

Well I've put the herd up

on the lake, like you said,

but have you seen the

grass in that section, lately?

- No.

- Just about it all.

- Anything wrong?

- Not exactly.

- Something more we can do?

- Yeah.

Stick around till the

rest of the boys come in.

You're going to

meet the new owner.

Oh, he's here, huh?

- Say, did he use it yet?

- I wouldn't know.

- Put him up for me, will you?

- Sure, Demps. Come on.

- You're going to a wedding or a funeral?

- Neither.

- What you all prettied up for?

- Oh, personal reasons.

Going to the ranch house.

Gotta cook for the boss.

Hey, you got that thing I sent for?

Oh, inside.

Right by the door, real pretty.

Thanks.

Don't you know a man can

get himself killed doing that?

Got on him, kid.

Better wear this.

- It's for me?

- Well, it ain't for me. I got one.

Put it on.

No, you're a lefty ain't you?

Oh, thanks.

- You shouldn't have done it.

- Why not?

Like Idonee said, a man

can't walk around here naked.

Say, looks pretty good.

Come on.

Let's learn how to use it.

Here, load.

Alright kid, break it up.

I meant the bottle.

Well, I shot at the bottle.

Look, when you were a kid, I mean,

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