The tri-weekly news. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1865-1876, 1866-05-19
TNE TRE-WEEKLY NEWS
Written for the Winnsboro' News
A Wild Horse Chase in Texas,
BY wANDERER.

"," e"e'et W PioInise tnan perform. SO
WI content myself with giving you the out
line ola wild horse chase. trusting thai !,
will answer the desired purpose. If an.
pear egotistic in what follows it is because
truth so compclls me. My tale may not be
as amusing as Capt Maync Reid's lively
stories, but it has the obsolete advantage of
}Ycracity.
10 discord oil further premise then, i'm
agine fine summer morning in that por-
tion of Texas known as the Upper Divide
between Trinity and Brazos rivcrs-.myself
seated in the gallery Of Stock Rancho,
lazily putting cigarette, and gazing dreami-
ly out on the boundcss prairie. IT'S love-
ly sight, as seen by the glowing light Of the
early sun But so still, SO devoid of life
that one might imagine that no step had
ever trod that vast solitude. Except myself
there was no living animal in sight exccpt
my saddle horse, that quietly grazcd outside
OF the stockadc Not even q tree was in
sight from this point Of view, nothing but
the endless roll Of the prairie. But glance
nt that prairie and u mass of living beauty
seems to look back at you. Not the most
magnificent Pile, tha' ever came from the
looms Of Brussels, MOI the fines. piece of
tapestry that Normandy's fair daughters,
embroidered, ever presented so varied or
highly co!ored surface. Myrads Of wild
flowers lift their fresh, sweet faces TO The
morning SUM- Verhenas, (adozen varieties,
dasies, heartseasc and even Til, modest
violet" besides hundreds of Uihers;
"liorn to blush unseen;"
except by the eye of the botanist or the
lover of Natures fairest and frailest work
Turning front the contemplation of these
beauties, my nina reverted to the great
struggle which had SO lately convulseI the
land, and maslo nc an eXilo from home, kin
dred and almost civilization. The reverson
OF thought was not pleasant, and with an
impatient gesture [ tossed away tho burnt
out cigarette, and commenced rolling an
other.
Boot and saddle, amigo mio - shouted
fresh hearty voice back of the Rancho
Turning round to look saw my new nc
quantance, Herbert, and two others, mount.
cd. armed and generally equipped, as
though some expedition wason foot
"Light and try water melon, and q
gourd of dqaa muscal!' Ireplied.
''How's yonr rigging?! said H. as he and
his companion complied with the terms OF
my invitation.
''All secure" rejoincd. 81 twisted a
new hair girth yesterday and oilsd my
lasiat, Il. G. lasso,) till At is as soft as bri
dal glove, and stronger than marriage
bond. Whats in the wind?"
~ wild horse hunt," replied H. with his
meuth full of watermelon, "ycs, see there's
bunch of them using in tho big muskeot
chspparel, On tne Brazos, Tahaucrno ald
watering Mt Bold Saline, and A., B. and
myself thought we'd come over and get you,
and take ncruise for them, will you go"
.'Yes, finish your incions while get rea-
dy."
My preparations were soon made wbis-
tie brought my horse to the sally port and
in few minutes was ready, my grth and
stirrups looked TO, my lasiat coiled at the
saddle horn, Spanish gonrd of water and
muscal, keeping il company on the other
side, aud two life prescrSers, in the shape
OF Remington's army six shooters belted
round my waist.
Leaving the Ranch to the care of the old
half negress, half Indian, who acts as house
keeper, cook. dairy and chamber maid, aud
factotpm generally, we struck off in q
north-westerly direciion at q sharp eanter.
The never failing prairie breeze famed our
cheeks. Partridges and prairie hens shot off
on whistling wings from under our horses
heels. Wild turkeys dogded behind the
tufts of rank grass, while turaatulas, cente-
pedes and ehamelecns, and snakes general.
~ had to scampar or be trampled to death.
Crossing Ash aud Wolfe creeks. we
stretched with unabated speed across the
III Passo Muskeeto, or Muskeet Plains and
after an hours hard ride, long dark line
against the horizon announced that we were
in sight Of the timbercd lands OF the Brazos
Tahaucano, sill six or rsevcn miles distant
Bearing slightly TO the right we pressed on
and by eleven o'clock we reached the "Bold
Saline" which is merely braclsish spring,
which has little ofthe elements of boldness
about ii as one can we'll imagine. The wa
ter escapes from the foot of n slight blnff,
over-grown with mustang grapa-vine and
ipeanders sluggishly down q small rayine
towards the Brazos Tahaucano, until 1t is
lost in the Big Muskcet Chapparel before
mentioned.
Aswe did not expect tie wild horses for
some time yet we proposed to make o,ir-
selves comfortable, so dismounting wo Sc
cured our horses where they could not be
seen from the spring, and lay down ON our
..Serapes,, under The mustang Wines 10 smoke
a cigarette dhd await events.
Everything was pr0pitious. The wind