Max Brand

Happy Jack Max Brand

ON a hummock close to the corral fence stood "Happy Jack" Aberdeen. The sun shone in his young face-the last red of the dying sun. "Here I stand on the top of the dog-gone world," said Happy Jack. "Where's the cowboy that'll get me off?" The cow-punchers lounged about in front of the bunk house, waiting for the supper gong to strike. The older men smoked on, indifferent to this crowing of youth; but the other youngsters pricked up their ears and began to measure him who stood on the top of the world, as he declared.