Arizona republican., 1900-11-07
THE TENDERFOoT RODE
And, Besides, He Wasn't as Green as
 He Looked.

Away along in 1881, the cowboys who were looking after some S.10O head of cattle. the property of the firm of Cody & North, near the center of North Platt, a "tenderfoot," as a green hand is called, made his appearance upon the scene. It was no uncommon thing for visitors to the west to stop off at North Platte, as that place is the end of division of the system of the Union Pacific railroad, some to enjoy the kind hospitality of Colonel and Mrs. Cody, and their charming daughters, Arta and Ora; others to see Barton &, Keith's herd of domesticated buffalo or horse and cattle ranches in the vii cinity.
 On the occasion of the visit of this ''dudish' individual the foreman, Cap tain North, was not in the sweetest of humors, as the 7-UP outfit had picked up some of the men he and h.s right hand man, Buck Taylor, had figured on getting, and we would have to start short handed, in day or so up the Platte river, via Hinman's ranch. through the bad lands, by the head of the Birdwood and Willow island, to the aforesaid starting point.
 This was a disappointment quite suf- ficient to justify Cap in going about Hike bear with a sore head"
 We'll as I said before, "Mr. Dude with a Christy stiff hat, a boiled shirt. with immense stand-up collar, came to the camp, and of course no especial mo- tice was taken of him, any more than of dozen of others, except that some of the boys passed a few remarks to each other upon his get-up.
 Approaching the cook, who was mon keying about the fire, he says. Mister, which of you might be called the boss?"
 The "chef' showed him "Lute," as we called Cap. North, and says he:
 'I heard over there at the saloon last night you wanted man? I came over to get the job
 Cap looked at the Christy stiff, his silk tie. his pretty clothes. etc, and then he says quite slowly: And what kind of a job might you be looking for?"
 Why, purching cows, of course, '' said the stranger.
 Yes" said MT. North. land what do you know about COW punching? Where might you have punched cows?"
 "Oh, down in Missouri" he says, smiling most pleasant.
 Now. as a matter of fact, there ain't no COW punching down in Missouri; that state is pretty much of a hayseed state and a regular nesting place for suckers, greenhorns and tenderfeet, so when Mir. Christy Stiff said he came "a hi nd said: And what outfit did you work for down there?"
 Well, I worked for my pap; pap had nigh onto twenty cows and I had to drive them down to Spring river to water: pap used to rice the old bay and I used to ride Molly; sometimes I used to ride Jim, the mule; oh, I've had quite a lot of riding. I have. 1 can tell you; my maw said I could ride well.'
 That so?" said North; ''well, guess I haven't got no job for you"
 "What!' says the dude, looking nightly surprised perhaps you think I can't ride-not good enough?"
 And that's no lie" said North, who was getting a bit tired of him.
 "Oh, but hold on,' says the gentle man, you haven't seen me ride; give me @ chance. I'm pretty hard up and I want a job"
 Look here" said North, you ride that bald faced buckskin Comanche broncho over there and if he don't chuck you I'll take you on, and what's more. I'll give you top wages"
 Now this same broncho was q regular outlaw and mankiller and there wasn't COW puncher in the outfit of the year