Boss Spearman knew the end was near for open range men like him, cattlemen who drove their herds through the country to graze and then moved on. Local stockmen were staking claims to grazing areas throughout the West. Spearman had no quarrel with that, but he wasn't about to let anyone intimidate him or attack his men without putting up a fight.
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