Drawing wide of Tonkin's wagon, Link stopped where each wagon driver could see him and raised his hand.

He felt a strange excitement, the kind he had never experienced as a farmer or drifter. He thought of his father as he had last seen him, a wreck of a man bad luck had crucified. That was not going to be his lot.

He decided if destiny had singled him out for something special he would give it everything he had, and make his own luck.

"Move 'em out!"