About noon
`` When we get back we ought to round the cattle up and count . '' `` That 's ther only way ter do it . I 've got a pretty good eye fer a herd , an ' it 's my idee thet we 're losers here , an ' that ther rustlers is gittin ' rich off 'n us . '' About noon Bud pulled in his horse , and examined the snowy ground carefully . He had struck a trail . Winding across the prairie in a northeasterly direction was a broad trail , the tracks of many cattle and horses . `` Here we are , '' said Bud .