The Arizona champion., 1884-02-09
BRONCO SAM.

Speaking about cowboys, sam Stew att, known from Montana to Old Mexico as Bronco Sam, was the chief. He was not white man, an Indian, greaser or negro, but he had the nose of an Indian warrior, the curly hair of an African, and the courtesy and eques- trian grace of Spaniard. A wide reputation as "Bronco breaker" gave him his name. To master an untamed bronco and teach him to lead, to drive and to be safely ridden. was Sans mis- sion during the warm weather when he was not riding the range. His special delight was to break the war-ike heart of the vicious wild pony of the plains and make him the servant of man.
 Pve seen him mount hostile "buckcr," and, clinching his italic legs around the body of his adversary, ride him till the bcod would burst from Sams nostrils and spatter horse and rider like rain. Most every one knows what the bucking of the barbarous western horse means. The wild horse probably learned it from the antelope, for the latter does it the same way, .. C., he jumps straight up into the air, at the same instant curving his back and coming down stiff-legged, with all of his l four feet in a bunch The concussion is considerable,
 I tried it once myself. l partially rode roan bronco one spring day, which will always be green in my mem ory. The day, mean, not the bronco. ! It occupied my entire attention to safely ride the cunning little beast, and when he began to ride me put in q minority report against it.
 have sedithrough an earthquake and an Indian outbreak, but l would rather ride an earthquake without sad dle or bridle than to bcstride success ! iul bronco eruption. remember that I wore large pair of Mexican spurs, | but forgot them until the saddle turned. Then l remembered them. Sitting down on them in an impulsive way brought them to my mind. Then the | bronco steed sat down on me, and that gave the spurs an opportunity to make more lasting impression on my mind. To those who observed the charger with the double "cinch" across his back and the saddle in front of hrm like big leather corset, sitting at the same time on my person, there must have been a tinge of amusement; but to me it was not so frolicsomc.
 There may be joy in wild gallop across the boundless plains, in the crisp morning, on the back of fleet bronco; but when you return with your ribs sticking through your vest, and find that your nimble steed has returned to town two hours ahead of you, there is a tinge of sadness about it all.
 Bronco Sam, however, made q spe- cialty of doing all the riding himself. He wouldn't enter into any compromise and allow the horse to ride him.
 In a reckless moment he offered to bet ten dollars that he could mount and ride wild Texas steer. The money wat put up. That settled it. Sam never took water. This was true in q double sense. We'll, he climbed the cross-bar of the corral-gate, and asked the other boys to turn out their best steer, Marduis of Queensberry rules.
 As the steer passed out, Sam slid down and wrapped those parenthentical legs of his around that high-headed, broad-horned brute, and he rode him | till the fleet-footed animal fell down on the buffalo grass, ran his hot red tongue out across the blue horizon, shook his tail convulsively, sweled up sadly and died.
 It took Sam four days to walk back.
 A ten dollar bill looks as large to me as the star spangled banner, sometimes; !; but that is an avenue of wealth that had not occurred to me.
 I'd rather ride a buzz-saw at two dol lars day and found.-[Bill Nye in Puck.