W. C. Tuttle,
The Dead-Line
(1924)
“ EIGHT armed men were eating a belated lunch at the sheep camp when Hashknife and Sleepy rode their jaded horses up to the huddle of tents—and dismounted. They had circled far to the west, beyond the guarded dead-line, to get past the cattlemen. Under the circumstances it was a foolhardy thing to do; to ride into that sheep camp. A number of saddle horses were tied to the wagons, giving it the appearance of a cattle camp. The sheepmen ceased eating and received them with Winchesters in their hands; a hard-bitten lot of men, who handled their rifles with familiarity. ”
