The Trail Drivers of Texas: Interesting Sketches of Early Cowboys and Their Experiences on the Range and on the Trail During the Days that Tried Men's Souls--true Narratives Related by Real Cow-punchers and Men who Fathered the Cattle Industry in TexasJohn Marvin Hunter, George Washington Saunders These are the chronicles of the trail drivers of Texas, those rugged men and, sometimes, women who drove cattle and horses up the trails from Texas to northern markets in the late 1800s. Gleaned from members of the Old Time Trail Drivers' Association, these hundreds of real-life stories--some humorous, some chilling, some rambling, all interesting-form an invaluable cornerstone to the literature, history, and folklore of Texas and the West.--Amazon.com. |
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... train which was camped at this point . This wagon train was loaded with flour and bacon , en route to Fort Sill . The man in charge refused to sell us anything , so when the guard was absent we " borrowed " enough grub to last us until ...
... train which was camped at this point . This wagon train was loaded with flour and bacon , en route to Fort Sill . The man in charge refused to sell us anything , so when the guard was absent we " borrowed " enough grub to last us until ...
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... train , but instead it was our horses being driven off by Indians right along near our camp . As they passed us the Indians fired several shots in our direction , but no one was hit . We had sixty - three horses and the red rascals ...
... train , but instead it was our horses being driven off by Indians right along near our camp . As they passed us the Indians fired several shots in our direction , but no one was hit . We had sixty - three horses and the red rascals ...
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... train for home . ( EDITOR'S NOTE.-Mr. Mohle , the writer of the above sketch , died at his home in Lockhart , Texas , October 11 , 1918 , aged 71 years . ) MISTAKEN FOR COLE YOUNGER AND ARRESTED By S. A. Hickok , Karnes City , Texas I ...
... train for home . ( EDITOR'S NOTE.-Mr. Mohle , the writer of the above sketch , died at his home in Lockhart , Texas , October 11 , 1918 , aged 71 years . ) MISTAKEN FOR COLE YOUNGER AND ARRESTED By S. A. Hickok , Karnes City , Texas I ...
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... train to Dallas , Texas , and made arrangements to meet him in Saint Louis and join the excursion party there . My brother accompanied me to Saint Louis , and a short while after our arrival we passed a man on the street and he said ...
... train to Dallas , Texas , and made arrangements to meet him in Saint Louis and join the excursion party there . My brother accompanied me to Saint Louis , and a short while after our arrival we passed a man on the street and he said ...
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... Train , making a total of seven wagons and twenty- eight men . On our road to Salt Lake City we had to go into what is called Echo Canyon . The Mormons , on going down into this canyon , let their wagons down by putting ropes and chains ...
... Train , making a total of seven wagons and twenty- eight men . On our road to Salt Lake City we had to go into what is called Echo Canyon . The Mormons , on going down into this canyon , let their wagons down by putting ropes and chains ...
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Popular passages
Page 202 - Let Fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear. Long, long be my heart with such memories filled ! Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Page 931 - Come along, boys, and listen to my tale, I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail. Coma ti yi youpy, youpy ya, youpy ya, Coma ti yi youpy, youpy ya.
Page 850 - I'm mean or small. Make me as wide and open as the plains, As honest as the horse between my knees, Clean as the wind that blows behind the rains, Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze. Forgive me, Lord, when sometimes I forget; You know about the reasons that are hid, You know about the things that gall and fret, You know me better than my mother did. Just keep an eye on all that's done and said. Just right me sometimes, when I turn aside, And guide me on the long, dim trail ahead. That...
Page 933 - Go in' back to town to draw my money, Goin' back home to see my honey. With my knees in the saddle and my seat in sky I'll quit punching cows in the sweet by and by. Coma ti yi youpy, youpy ya, youpy ya, Coma ti yi youpy, youpy ya.
Page 850 - em say I'm mean or small! Make me as big and open as the plains, As honest as the hawse between my knees, Clean as the wind that blows behind the rains, Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze.
Page 933 - I went to the boss to draw my roll, He had it figgered out I was nine dollars in the hole.
Page 1009 - O'er life's uneven road; And when unconquered sorrows, The weary hours invest, The kindly words of old friends Are always found the best. There are no friends like old friends, To calm our frequent fears, When shadows fall and deepen Through life's declining years ; And when our faltering footsteps Approach the Great Divide, We'll long to meet the old friends Who wait the other side.
Page 366 - IT is my joy in life to find At every turning of the road, The strong arm of a comrade kind To help me onward with my load : And since I have no gold to give, And love alone must make amends, My only prayer is, while I live, — God make me worthy of my friends!
Page 850 - You understand the things that gall and fret; You know me better than my mother did. Just keep an eye on all that's done and said And right me, sometimes, when I turn aside, And guide me on the long, dim trail ahead That stretches upward toward the Great Divide.
Page 932 - My hoss throwed me off at the creek called Mud, My hoss throwed me off round the 2-U herd. Last time I saw him he was going cross the level A-kicking up his heels and a-running like the devil. It's cloudy in the West, a-looking like rain, And my damned old slicker's in the wagon again. Crippled my boss, I don't know how, Ropin