The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-11-23
a TRNDERFoor's FIRST ROUNDUP
He Has Rather Remarkable Expert

De Has Rather Remarkable Expert
ence With Dried Apples.
IN never forget my first roundup" said an
| old cattle man as we all ''swapped lies" one
| night around the camp fire on deer hunt in
the Indian Territory, according to the Nelo York
Herald. 1T was out on the Wichltas which
was then the stamping ground of the frontier
stoekmen- That was long in the spring of six
tee-fve, reckon. l know wus nuthin but a
kid, somewhat bout 10 or 20.'
We saw that Uncle Jim was tuned for one of
his good old rambling yarns, and settled our
the flask and the tobacco bag.
Yes he went on ruminatingly, as he
knocked the ashes out of his pipe on the heel of
his boot and reflled it from the bag. II reckon
was mighty green kid in them days"
THAT wus before the days Nv roundup outfits
| tents blue wagons. cookin' stoves an canned
goods an SIGH highfalutin fixins. The boss NV
every herd furnshe three or four pack mules
accordin' to the number Nv his hands, on which
wus packed their supply Nv blankets bacon,
flour an corn meal. sugar an coffee, an raw
onions. With these wus the fryin' pans coffee
pot, tea kittle, tin cups, an a big wooden tray
TO make up biscuits an fapjacks in The bows
all furnished their own outfit, horse saddle bri.
die, blanket, rope and SO forth, an of we put
| to the Wichitas on short notice, every fellows
eye skinned for mavericks. o. them was great
old times.
But l started out to tell about nv first
roundup, didn't l? Well. l wus left to keep
camp the fust day. Keepin' camp meant
stayin behind with the packs an things
scarin' the coyotes off'n the grub, hobblin' out
an waterin the mules an extra ponies, an
above all, havln' supper ready fur the bows
when they got in at night, fur cooks mind you,
| didn't come tell the blue wagons an oookin'
stoves did.
Each Teller took his turn at keepin' camp.
but mos ginrally Of thar was q greener in the
gang he wus pinted By silent acclimation as IL
wus. Well, I zone confessed l wus a greener,
an knowed the sooner l took my medicine
the sooner I'd git well So l raised no objec-
tions when the boss tole me be reckoned I'd
better keep camp that day. / loafed round
mos Nv the mornin' washing up the breakfas'
dishes, putin the boys blankets out to sun,
an about noon l rounded up the mules an
extrays, an watered EN-, driving EN- to
the creek about half mile away down in the
spurs Nv the mountains. Then 1 amused my
self shootin' prairie dogs, tell long bout
o clock in the evenin' when concluded I'd better
be hustlin' up some grub fur the boys by the
time they got in. l built me up big fire
wood was mighty scace-nothin' but MESQUITE
brush drifted up in the gullieS, but thar Wus
plenty Of buffalo chips, an they make fire
hotter'n hell eli you know how to kindle EN-
l had a good flint and some spunk which
always carried handy in my boot lag. When
got my fire agoin' begun to investigate the
packs an found a lot NV Dried apples-not these
new fashioned ring around .a-rosy steam dried
ones, but the odfashioned brown sticky ones,
cut ia good sized chunks core an all an the
best film fur pies, with good sprinkin' NV
cinnymon and sugar house molasses-but that
amt neither here nor there.
well. concluded I'd bile some apples FUR
the boys supper. l got out bucketful an
wus washin' 'em one Nv the ole mules named
J. q Stanley Grimes I'll never forget that poor
ole mules name, though the Lord knows it
wus uncommon enough to remember-wus
nosin' around irwin his best to GIT his lip on
them apples.
But KEEP him off, aud putty soon had the
apples in the biggest kettle we had Then |
went off an laid down on some Nv the blankets
to take little nap. l hadn't got more n half
asleep, howsomdever. when was awoke by the
frizzlin' Nv fire an wat-r, an the smell Nv burnt
apples. Lord how them apples had swelled.
There see med ike there wus more in the fire
than had put in the kttle, but the kittle was
still runnin' over full 1 got another kttle, a
smaller one. an dipped about third Of the ap-
pies out NV the big one into 1t.
"Then went back to finish my nap. But
Lord! l had to git up again. The big kittle
aud the little one was both bilin' over, and ole
J G. Stanley Grimes cavortn eroun an tryin'
to git close enough TO eat the split ones
"Wel, gentlemen, that wus the beginnin' Nv
my troubles. I've seed a heap Nv queer things.
but the way them apples increased an multiplied
an repenished the yearth beat anything ever
was witness TO. You'd thought thar was holes
in the bottom NV them kittes an volcano
spoutin' dried apples under EN-. In less than a
hour had every pot, pan, kittle fryin pan and
bucket in that shebang full Nv dried apples an
them still a swelin By this time the fire wus
red not, an you'd q took me fur Comanche
dancing his war dance, the way l jumped an
straddied over them Goals dishin' out apples
"OleJ. G.. Stanley Grimes was right after me,
nut the coffee to bilin an make up the door fur
the boys biscuits l didn't take no note Nv
time but saw the sun 81 kin lower an lower
back NV the spurs, an tell you wus wshin'
fur the boys, fur l needed help with them
burned apples an needed 1t bad. When they
did come my nose wus 0listered, my front hair
wus singed Off clean to the roots an my boots
an britches all covered with ashes, but the ap-
pies wus still aswellin'.
Maybe the boys didn't kid mel They called
me Classy banker an Apple Dumplln', put l
..l...l go Ea
got in an cooled off -
Now comes the strangest part NV tho story.
OF course we couldn't eat half Nv them apples
though they wus powerful fine, fur had put in
plenty NV nice brown sugar as they cooked
What we couldn't eat we heaped UP In pile
near the fire, intendin' Co scoop off the top an
make pies ont Nv EN- the next day, an what do
you think that burned ole mule didn't do but 20
thar in the night an eat such a bait NV them
apples that be swelled up an bust hisself the
next mornin'Yn