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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: the table, along the benches on both sides of which the punchers
were plying busy knives and forks.
"A stack of chips," ordered the foreman; and the cook's "Coming
up" was scarcely more prompt than the plate of hot cakes he set
before the young man.
"Hen fruit, sunny side up," shouted Reddy, who was further
advanced in his meal.
"Tame that fog-horn, son," advised Wun Hop; but presently he slid
three fried eggs from a frying-pan into the plate of the hungry
one.
"I want y'u boys to finish flankin' that bunch of hill calves
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