The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1885-02-20
TRUE HEARTS OF TEXAS.
3li y pses of Real Cowboy Life, Which Is
Neither Wicked Nor Necessarily Rude.

Iii pses of Real Cowboy Life, vhic,, Is
Neither Wicked Nor Necessarily Rude.
There was miniature forest of long
horns and the young steers We're play
full. There were some little old Texas
COWS that were as light stepping as a
deer. They were of the wild breed
from the South, hardy and prolific. The
cowman said that the boys rarely
MIXED. because the cows were so wild,
but he should ask his visitor to try some
of the milk of a full-blooded long horn.
1t was, he said, the sweetest milk in the
world. The cattle began to move of
the elevations in the distance, lowing as
they went. Soon the western rim of
the prairie blazed with sunset that
seemed Ike distant fire, and all was
as stu rs death, except the creaK of
windmill and the bleating of the young
calves. "Now sling yourselves to-
gether." This was the salutation of
the cowboy who acted as cook. He at
tended to his duty with his spurs oa.
The table was bare, the plates and cups
We're Of tin. and the coffee was in pot
so black that night seemed day beside
it. The meat was in the stew-pan and
the milk was in a tin-pail. The toma-
toes were fresh from can and the bis
cults were fresh from the oven. Del
monico never served meal that was
better relishei. The COWBOYS have a
way of putting sweetbreads, liver. bit
of tenderi0in, marrow and some calves
brains in a dish that would do honor to
the Manhattan Clubs chef
Here were several genuine cowboys
and more came Looping into camp later.
They were used 10 rough life. and rs
this was quiet night, when there was
no storm to make the cattle drift over
the boundary, they ranged themselves
on IA bench before a cook stove, where
the mesquite roots were cracking into a
hot blaze, and without swagger or
b!ustet, horse play or DISTINGUISHES
chatted quietly and good-humoredly
about their rides over their ranches.
They had killed panthers and grizzlies
and antelope and wildcats and rattle
snakes, but they did not talk about
them. One of them accidentally re-
ferred to a recent experience when
camping near sheep herd. He was
sleeping out of doors, with his boots
on, and was awakened by wildcat that
had a sheep by the throat. He leaped
up and started toward the cat, when it
made n spring for his throat. He had
nothing to fight with except his hands
and feet, and couldn't run. BY WAY of
apology for relating the story. he said
that he just had to iight-that that was
all there was about it He knocked the
wildcat of. ard it leaped back. He
jumped away. and as the animal fell he
gave it a kick. This knocked it over,
and quick as thought he jumped upon its
head. Ii got free, though stunned, and
started for him once more. He knocked
it again with effect, and getting it under
his feet stamped it TO death. Il was
never SO glad TO see anything die in my
l!fa," he added, as be rolicl Mexican
cigarette.
The cowboys are good friends They
love conversation. Ter it is what they
are most deprived OF One sheep
herier said thai he was for three months
in 4 canyon in North Texas without
hearing q human voice and that the
only thing that frightened him during
his stay was a man who suddenly came
upon him one day. He used to talk
aloud to Keep himself company. There
was an educated cowboy in the ranch.
He was Il handsome young man, with
broad shoulders and full blonde beard.
His checks We're rosy and his eyes were
bright. Educated in Baltimore TO be a
physician, he suddenly left the haunts
of men to go to the far West. He was
the picture of health and he seemed to
enjoy his life. 1t was limited that one
of the brunette beauties of Baltimore
could, if she would, tell why he turned
his back on all society.-TcrGS Cor.
CinciaEGfj Commercial Gazette.