The tri-weekly news. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1865-1876, 1866-05-24
TNE TRE-W WEEKLY NEWS
written for the jYnn'joro' Nsv
How a Texas Poney Rides.
BY WANDERER.


er portion of the community in which
yonr lively little sheet, olives, moves
and has its being seemed in The YER.
nacular "rckled," at the "NVid Horse
Chase, 1t may not be mintcrcsting to
them to have my first experience in
riding Texas Ponies. Il it fails to be
amusing, IT. may he instructive to any
member of the genus gorcon, who chanc
es to migrate to that beautiful and fertile
portion Of our beloved Southern land
lying West Of the Sabine. NV first
VlSi. to Texas was made at the mature
age OF nineteen, when the blood courses
through our veins with the fiery rush Of
lava, when we feel that the world be-
ing "onr oyster" we will open 1t with
any convenient utensil even lack
knife. No obstacle too difficult. No
difficulty too obstinate TO be surmounted
Ivy "nr bold hearts and willing hands.
Such was |, in common with my kind
and no sooner had | reached the land
rendered classic by the hood of Travis.
Crockett, Bowie aud other heroes of tho
Alamo, than burned to lead the life
they had made so attractive to my fancy,
aud like "Mustang Grey" mount my
wi'l horse and career over the Prairie
us free as any hordcrcr of them all.
My fancy WAS soon to be mdulgcd
with vengeance! WAS stopping at
the house of friend who emigrated
iroM North Carolina some years pre-.
vlous, and who, together with his sons,
was he beau ideal Of Texas Ranchero.
Now my greatest desire was to excel in
some fat OF dashiAg horScmanship, as |
had Il lurking suspicion chat it was there
| was expected to fail, and there | was
most likely to succeed, accustomed to
the saddle from my earliest boyhond,
and used to following the hounds in the
broken country Of Virginia, imagined
that 'he open country Of Texas would
offer no natural impedinent, and as to
his throwing me fair fall, | laughed
tn" idea to scorn.
No sooner had [ made my wishes
known (Which | did pretty speedily,)
than they resolved to crafty them. So
one morning alter breakfast we walked
down 10 the corral, (the cavayard or
drove having been previously prmcd by
the vi igaro, and was told to pick out
the animal | wished to break. | walked
about among them and alter examining
their various points as well as was able
without handling them, finally selected a
young horse that with great apparent
power, combined the form which promis-
ed speed and that easy gait called pace.
ing.
"By George, you've done it !" exclaim.
cd my friend, as soon as made my Sc
lection known, "you've selected the
biggest devil in the herd, and even if we
succeed in getting the saddle on him,
he'll break your neck to certainty"
Assuring him that was not afraid, |
remained firm in my choice and We be.
gan Immediate preparations to capture
the animal. This was soon accomplish.
ed by the vigara's tossing his lasso over
his head and with the assistance of my
friends and myself, we succeeded in
choking him to the ground, without
giving him time to rise or recover
breath, we succeeded in securing his
feet, and in spite of his struggles, soon
managed to put "Bausol" or Texas
halter on his head Allowing him to
rise we separated him from his frightcn'
ed companions by dint Of pulling, haul
ing and driving, and finally succeeded in
getting HIM out of the corral, and into
the Rancho enclosure. Bnt here we
came to halt. We had caught our
elephant but it passed my comprehea.
sion to know what we were to do with
him. Once on his back, felt that |
conld ride him; but how to get there.
Every attempt at couciliation or even to
approach him was received with Sc.
rics of antics which would have made
Dan Rice's famous mule burst with envy,
could he have beheld them. Every en-
draIilg epilhet and gesture in the Eng.
lish, Spanish and Choctaw vocabulary
was exhausted, and no soothing impress.