Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1886-09-02
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ground for the present / may as well
commence at the beginnin':
The White Heads a horse-an'
such horse, that we must see him ter
take him in. Thar never was his equal
yet. He's faster than an antelope,
stronger than BUTLER, kin fight like q
painter, an is es cunnin' es coon.
Thar never was corral that could
keep him. nor lariat strong enough
to hold him. Well, We say, s'pose he
is all this, what thenP Jest this: To-
day, | met hunter who he'd seen him
within very short time. He said he
was sure the Indians he went with had
been follerin' on us for days, an only
wanted a good chance ter run off the
stock. l kinder feel he amt fur away,
an | think we'll see him tonight, as
sure as shootin'.
''The fust time l see the White Head
was about two years ago. This ere
is his range, or rather the range
of the band of Cheyennes he be-
longs to, and we war camped right
over on tibet cluster of hills. The horses
and mules were all picketed by the
creek, en- | he'd gone to look up an an
telope l see grain off the north ard,
when down from gully came horse
trottin' along as quiet as kitten, so
ter speak, and maxim for the others.
He war beautiful sorrel all over,
'cept his head, that were pure white.
His tail and name streamed behind
him as he moved. and his round body
and taperin' legs looked made fur 90.
He war regular beauty, an no mis-
| take.
Every little while he stopped ter
nose the ground, and l noticed he he'd
somethin' trainin' behind him, but |
couldn't make it out, l war so TUX up
a watchin' the beast himself, the hull
time a-pintin' fur the stock. Finally
he got among 'em an commenced
maxim friends, PAWN and playin
| about. Every body ran out ter see him,
and one Teller tried ter ketch him with
a lasso, but tibet wouldn't work nohow
Then, when he got the horses an mules
all prancin' about he gave loud neigh,
like a trumpet, and commenced ter bite
and kick at the thing tied ter his tail,
an every kick sounded like a big bass
drum. an scared the stock so that in
five minutes they all stampeded, with
him follerin', neighin' and kickin' the
article behind him at every jump. He
raced 'em away in cloud Of dust, an
we never got hide nor hair on 'em
back; but l see the feathers of the
Cheyennes risin' behind the ridge,
close to EN-, and knew then that the
hull affair was a reg lar trick, and they
had actilly trained the white-headed
horse ter help 'em es he did. What
dyer think now, pardnerP
another time we laid for him on
purpose, an hid Mexican whar he
could use his lasso. Then by an by
long come the horse, an mixed with
the stock. The Mexican let him come
up till he had a dead sure thing, and
then let 90. The lasso flew straight es
an arrow, an settled on his withers.
The minute he felt it he gave jump,
and then looked about to see whar il
come from. Then, when he spied the
Mexican, he went for him, ketched him
by the small of the back in his teeth,
raised him clear off the ground, shook
him, an then threw him down with
two ribs broken. He seemed ter think
a minute then, fer he jest laid back his
ears, stretched his neck, and started es
} if he war shot out of gun. The raw
hide snapped across his chest with &
} twang like harp-string, the loose enc
went flying like old cotton rope in the
wind, an away he sailed in cloud o.
dust, till the distance swallered him
But that Mexican swore he would rath
er meet the devil than the White
Head"
These and other stories were poured
: into the willing ears of the emigrant
whose curiosity was so much aroused
that he came to have an all-pervadine
dread of the strange horse. Abou
three-quarters of an hour before sun
down the hunters, seeing that all wa,
, quiet in camp, started, upon theil
horses, to reconnoiter the plains neal
them. Finally, having travelled il
: nearly all directions, they resolved
| to water horses in the Kiowa creek
/ close at hand, and so turned
r the animals heads thither. A heavy
cottonwood timber grew close down t.
, the water, and mingled its foliage will
| that of the wild plum and box elder
| A little sand bar ran out into tn,
' stream, and upon its wet surface Bill
D noticed the fresh hoof-marks of horse
$ They were remarkably small anc
Y round, seemingly possessed of a char
9 acter of their own, that showed tina
D their owner must have stepped like ,
! deer. Both men were so busily en-
l gagged noting the strange trai
they never thought of looking upward
e so, when one of their own horse
Q threw up his head and sent forth {
: shrill neigh, each man looked instant
= ly, and there, right before their eyes
h was sight that made them speeches,
4 with wonder. On the opposite bank
t not sixty yards away, stood the make
t of the foots-marks-th far-fame,
e White Head!
e The sunlight came playing through
the trees and burned on the sorrel Goa
: like molten gold. The graceful body
d round and smooth. expanded where tn
e vast launches and sloping shoulder
h set into it in welded masses of bindin,
e muscle that stretched to the deer-lik
o limbs, with their clean knees an
+ hooks. each leg strung like a harp
e with cords of steel to the ivory bone
: His flowing name and tail seeme
a alive with motion, as if impatient t
l. be waving backward in the stron
|, wind of his racing gallop. Though h
II stood like bronze statue, with onl
the trumpet nostrils working to cate
d the air, the small head, white even {
a the eyes. turned over his shoulder t
d survey the intruders who had disturbe
his watering-place. Thus he stood
e grand in his beauty-a peerless horse
y Awhile they gazed, and then tn
hunters hand stole slowly to his wais
The deadly revolver came forth, ros
1t to the level. and, motionless, coyere