DELBERT BRIGGS 5

THE NEXT MORNING DELBERT WAS JUST STEPPING OUT THE DOOR AFTER BREAKFAS WHEN A WHITE FORD FAIRLANE ROLLED TO A STOP IN FRONT OF THE HOUSE. HIS FRIEND MASON STEPPED OUT OF THE DRIVERS SIDE AND A TALL THIN WELL DRESSED MAN IN HIS 30 S GOT OUT OF THE PASSANGER DIDE. mason was one thing, but this over dressed dandy was something else. del went on the defense right away. "delbert ole man how are you doing? we just thought we would check in and see how things were going.: mason stuck his hand out. delbert slowly took the offered hand whil looking at the other man. " ime ok, trying to get some cattle worked. kinda tough tho."delbert didnt want to say to much not knowing who the other man was. the well dressed man was looking the house over like he was a appraiser. he then turned his attention to the barb and corrals. the man hadnt said a word and delbert was getting irritated. "this is mr. jacobs the new manager at the bank" mason explained. delbert stepped up and extended his hand. mr. jacobs looked at the hand like it was a rattle snake. " where i come from when you act that way, its because your down right rude or wanting a fight. but i can accomadate you with either one!" delbert had lost his patience. " delbert its ok we are just here checking on how your doing nothing expecting as for be ing rude." mason stepped between the two men. " i believe we sold this property way to cheap according to the current market. and ime told there are more cattle here than what we agreed to i just want to see that the bank gets whats comming to it." jacobs said with a sarcastic tone in his voice. " get this straight, you people approached us with this property. you set the price, we didnt dicker. as for the numbers on the cattle , everything i catch on this ranch is mine! you mis counted or didnt count at all thats your fault. not mine. you represented this deal with the amount on the contract, anything over that is mine . now what else can i do for you?"delbert leaned into jacobs jacobs spun on his heel and got into the car with a pouted scowel on his face. " del, you might need that guy down the road dont make him to mad."mason was trying to smooth things over. " ill find another bank if it comes to that. dont bring that high binder back here." del pushed past mason and went on to the barn " i got work to do" was all he said as he went past.