The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-05-03
A TEXAS GIRL IN NEW YORK.
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NEW YORK, May 2-"Great Scott
"Why, never was 30 glad TO see any body
in my hfe!"
l was walking along Broadway thinking
/ thas it takes few hundred thousand people
! to make utter loneliness, when these words
smote on my ear. A large hand also smets
my shoulder, its mate grasped my hand
warmly, and looked up with startled eyes
at Jim Bexar, whom saw last six months
ago in West Texas.
Jim is DEVILS river cattle and sheen
| ranchman, and he has gotten rich at the
/ business. That means that he has mora
/ grit and courage than most men; that he
has laughed at hardship, prlvatiln and
( loneliness, stayed with the sheep through
good and bad luck, in all weathers' and all
sorts of seasons, lodging and faring pretty
much as they lodged aud fared-under tue
! open skies, and That MS untiinching pluck
and patient persistence have earned their
| reward.
| He Is big fellow in every sense of the
word-even in West Texas-and uncom-
monty handsome. toe, AID as looked up
at his six feet two of stalwart grace, aud
| noted how his splendid figure aud his M
! conscious, lordly swagger became the ele-
| CANT suit and fetching light overcoat he
wore, l felt awfully proud of him. You're
| just stunning, JIM" l said; 81 wonder
what made me neglect to fall in love with
! you last year. Come on, let's 60 on a reg
ular tear. You take me to Delmonico's, or
/ I'll take you, and you may talk a whole
/ hour, aud won't say word"
So we went, and / never enjoyed any
| thing so much in my life.
| Now I've been here weeks and weeks,
and I'm absolutely biuSe. But Jim! Jim
had never been in very big city be fore
not even Chicago or st. Louis, as many
| carloads of beef, mutton and wool as he
has shipped there. The mixture Of lively
| interest and curiosity, a certain degree of
| ignorance, native dplOmb and audacity,
| and the cool, easy air of the man who is a
big fellow where he comes from, were ire
! Slstible.
| why do you reckon it is there's so many
more blonde women than men in New
| York p he began. "Why it seems to me
| more than half the women l meet have got
! some sort of light hair; anywhere from
\ fuzzy stuff, almost white, to out and out
| orange. Now look at that girls over there
| For the Lords sake! 1t is painted some
| wayp
But had agreed TO keep stillif it CHECKED
me, 50 jim went ahead.
''The funniest thing l see anywhere is a
man-great two-tisted fellow as big as me,
! or nearly; old chap, too, maybe, leading
along blamed little two-by-nine coyote of
dog with a red necktie onto its neck. |
| saw two of 'em UP in the park this morning,
and I'm dGm-beg your pardon. Pm
blessed-it l didn't want to knock their
heads together. / asked one of 'em-sort of
preacher lookin' fellow-if his dog would
bite; and no said, as solemn as a church, o,
no, it was quite amibblel
But say, went up to the stock exchange
a little while ago, and so the way they
handle stock there! it was a regular
roundup!
at looked like all the cattle-I mean men
! had been thrown in one bunch then every
fellow seemed to have got his stock mostly
out, in little bunch sort of to one side
Each one of these little punches had a little
sign up with the name Of the outfit on it
and all round between these punches the
| loose cattle was kind of milling and
milling, uneasy, like trail cattle act after
too hard days driving, or when there's a
norsher threatening; when, 10 save your
reck. you can't get the grumbling fools
Bodied down. They were jawing and
winding round and round, shaking their
horns-I mean their hands-and it looked
to me like a stampede any minute. Every
once in a while some fellow'd cut out one of
these loose steers-or men-fron the mill
ing herd, an run him into his little bunch.
Then they'd rare an paw, an shake their
hor-hands, an yell like Comanches.
Of lonely looking little critters, like they
might be mavericks-in gray, kept lodging
| an trottlng round amongst the hero
Every once in a while a row would break
| out in one of the little punches of some fol-
! lows brand in one of those sort of side
draws, whole lot of the loose cattle would
run in among 'em, some of the other brands
would break away and join 'em; there'd be
a regular hullabaloo, and the whole prairie
in wild confusion.
| 81 remember one spring up in the Concho
country the boys got awfnl smart and
thought they'd have a big roundup, the
biggest roundup anybody ever saw So
they just kept rounding up and rounding
| up-throwing 'em all into one bunca-tjll
they had the whole prairie covered out
there on the middle Concho. There was
such an everlasting herd they couldn't do a
thing with 'em. They had to turn 'em
loose and let 'em scatter out and round up
the next week in some sort of reasonable
size, and they were lucky they didn't have
a full-grown red-eyed stampede on their
hands for their smartness.
"And that's the way it looked to me here
when oil at once the thing broke loose, Just
as matters had been getting sort of calTned
| down and Strengthened out a little.
"A fellow about my size--yes, he was, or
| nearly as big lin answer TO my doubling
look)-came walking out OF that sort of dry
| arroyo THAT runs round one END OF the
place. By George. he was a fine looking
fellow! And he came walking out of thar
arroyo across the divides. and into the
main draw, as proud aud slick and sassy as
a wild mustang after the April rains, when
grass is grass. 80
Pm blessed if that whole hsrd-sxcept
the mavericks-didn't pitch itself believing,
hooking and snortiug onto that fellow, the
minute be came out we'll into the middle of
the draw! I've seen some steers have a
sort of winning way to catch that kind of
thing. I've seen herds turn like that, all
together, on a strange steer. that cnme
visiting, and didn't some tins part his hair
to suit 'em. And, by George, I've seen the
steer do EN- like this fellow did the crowd
this morning"
Jim suddenly threw back his head and
laughed, a great mellow, deep-chested
laugh, SO that my champagne glass hoped
nervousiy about and hit its head against
the water jug; aud square faced, curate-
looking waiter approached hastily, with
an expression of mingled solicitude and re-
probation. Do you remember the scene
in ''Girofe Girofa" where the gigantic
pirate with his rolling eyes, fierce nous
tachios and generally full and terrifying