Old Faithful Missing

Warrior of the Woodland! Ranger Bill! Warrior of the Woodland! Scugging against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, showing rare courage in the face of disaster. In the air, on horseback, or in a screaming squad car.

Ranger Bill, his mind alert, a ready smile, unswerving, loyal to his mission. And all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride a job well done. Perhaps this story will be hard for you to understand. You might even think it's a bit too sentimental. But keep an open mind will you? It'll be something

to make you think too. Now let's call this story Old Faithful. Henry, Stompy, Gray Wolf and I have been doing a lot of trail riding the last six weeks or so to get the district ready for the influx of tourists. There are many things that have to be done and looked after to make sure that the area is as safe as we can possibly make it for the

inexperienced and also the careless visitor. We're writing them on talking over the previous day's work. It's early morning and the horses are frisking. Fresh girls! Step back and make a code! Lady horse! What matters? She not act like Lady horse should.

You said it! And environment be the same. Pass! Thought we ate yourself. Hey! Do you I don't know. Already, she got a lot of pep and spotted the hard work they were doing. You're right there, pal.

Say old timer. How's the lady horse, Matilda's age? Suppose to act. You're supposed to act? He should have a dignity. Dignity. What's that? Well, dignity. That is what you said the first time. Brilliant. Like Bill Always Say.