Los Angeles herald., 1892-01-10
THE LEGEND OF WHITE HORSE RANCH.
[BY ALBERT F. KERcHEvAL.

Way up on the r1ght-hand brancn
Bob Magee- they called him Doc
In the foothills had ranch
And right smart chance OF stock.
"Had the best that you could fnd
Some was black and some was bay,
Wouldn't have no other kind-
Couldn't bear white or grav.
Likewise couldn't bear gal,
Leastways, that was what he said;
Wouldn't look at her at all,
II she had q fiery head.
"There was brics-top Brackett's brood,
Freckle-faced and full of fun;
Said they wasn't any good,
Couldn't ketch him, nary one.
s'And TO add to his distress,
old man Moss of Halle Copse,'
Had dozen, more or less,
Every one with carrot tops.
s'There was talk among the folks,
And l knowed 1t mighty well,
They was schemin like, to coax
Ne into their dads correll.
''If you'll promise not to tell
What say, Susie Ann,
Reckon might just as we'll
Whisper to you, Pm the man.
'sWell, them boys they Civ a ball
Down at Blue Jay Pint, you see,
And invited each and all
And especially me.
"Yes, you bet your life I wentl
Put some polish on my shoes,
Civ my hankercher a scent
Like them city dudes ana Jews.
"Pardners whirled, and hearts was light
When the dancin' first began;
There, upon that festiff night,
First met sweet Susie Ann.
mot filly in my band
Slept as high and proud as she,
Not saddle mark or brand,
Flaw or blemish cou you see.
s'She was not too Young nor old.
Skin like silk or satin fine:
Hair like CLEAN of FURNISHED gold,
And swore she should be mine.
Eyes, I've lied of that hind;
They are mostly built to win;
Highest spirit you can find.
Stick to you through thick and thin.
"She was just daisy, sure;
Not afraid of any man.
Built for speed and to endure,
And her name was susan Ann. sa'----iA iA---s
"All them cowboy kids was there,
Feelin mighty fine and glad;
Poppin' pistols in the air,
Lettin' on that they was bad.
Pike and Sandy Jess and joe
Like young geldin's, bat they found
That they hadn't any show.
"Parson Peck, with pous ce,
He was sweet upo her too
Talked to her OF heavenly grace,
But ne found he wouldn't do.
HReckon he was no account;
Wrote TO her lot of rot
Pote-ery lrge amount.
What it meant I've now forgot
"Only that he sorter said
That her hair reminded him
OF the hello round the head
OF holy Cherubim
swell, them NJ IS gals bantered me-
2 they was just as gay rs larks-
Bout off-color-, and you see
Then made few remarks.
"Yes, made some fool remark
Bout white horses and red hair
Said I'd really like to spark
Such a gal, but didn't dare.
s'Said to cuddle up to her
That | felt strong desire,
That felt my innard stir,
Butwas most 100 fraid OF fire.
someone, that now forget,
Told her. like tarnal fool,
And je- whillikens, you bet,
She was madder than mulel
"'Talk of courtin' me- she said,
sThink of all his cheek and gallp
And her hair it wasn't red,
Jest was auburn, that was allP
"Ana her face Ii up afiame
Like the skies with sunset flood,
And she vowed my pride to tame
Said sh d tx me, so she would!
"Then she smiled on me as sweet
AS q daisy n the spring,
And lost my head complete
Couldn't see another thing.
.When struck the ranch again
Nothin' seemed TO move just right;
All dead gone on her, twas plain,
Dreamed of her by day and night
$50 says, says I, here goes
Got move on me one day,
Drest upin my best store-clo'es
And meandered down that way.
"Down TO Blue Jay, where the trees
Fringe with green the bottom l"nds,
And the plains, like sleepin' seas,
Spread away on every hand.
erode my coal black stallion, 'Joe,'
Tn roughbred aud hard to beat
In them paris down there, you know,
Leastways In quarter heat
'sSusie kept the deestrict school:
Boarded round and had to ride,
And she got there, as rule,
o her white mare-all her pride.
"wasn't SO all fred fast
In the tussel. to begin
But had bottom to the last
Consekently bound to win.
Hadn't fairly stopped before
Susie met me face 10 face
Accidental at the sore,
Aud she dared me for q race.
"There she sot with tantin' eyes,
Susie with her r-auburn hair
Like an angel from the skies,
Mounted on a milk-white mare.
s'Yps, sir. Met me face to facel
Didn't seem at any loss.
Bantered me to ran race,
For stake of hoss for hossl
ssFur away the Lovers Oak
Full five miles or more, away,
Dimly. showed through hazy smoke
On that still, eptember day.
'Susie pinted to that tree,
said she always loved it best,
And she'd stay and wait for me-
Walt aud give her mare a rest.
"All them Blue Jay boys was there.
Some was sober, some WAS tight;
Mostly backed he gal and mare,
Bet their piles upon the white.
"Joe. my stallion, he meant biz.
Wasn's lame, nor halt, nor blind,