[Writing in a journal
The trail log says every workin' cowhand has a string of horses assigned to him. That string's made up of the different kinds he's gonna need. Circle horse, cuttin' horse, a ropin' horse, one or two broncos. He works with 'em, worries over 'em, and wouldn't be worth a brass nickel without 'em. Same goes for me, 'cept my string isn't horses - it's men. I'm Gil Favor, trail boss.