'Tis the Season to Kill a Cowboy,' Grant Said.

Beneath the steer was a portrait of a woman. Mr. Blake said, that's old chief. A long time ago he was my lead steer for years and years. He never got mean, but he got where he just did what he felt like. Susanna married 60 years. She left a row my kill time until she was back. I don't know why I hang around.