the Broncho Rider Boys Along Border in Bloomington, MN

"We'll never get another chance like it, fellows!"
"No more we won't, Billie."
"And so I say let's stay around this section till we see all there is."
"That's what Adrian remarked, Billie, before you put your oar in."
"Oh! well if it's a unanimous vote, why, I reckon the whole thing might be called settled then, eh, Donald?"
"We'll stay for a while, anyhow. You know our saddle chum, Adrian, is getting just wild to take a run away up into that Northern range country in Wyoming, where in times gone by they used to have big cattle ranches."
"Yes, I've heard him say he was uneasy about that ranch he owns up there, but hasn't seen for so long. It's being run by an uncle named Fred Comstock, and our pard has a sorter idea that it's more profitable to Uncle Fred than to him. So he thinks he'd better take a jaunt up that way unbeknown to all parties, and see for himself. And Donald, when he starts there'll be three of us in the bunch, won't there?"