, 1905-01-23
TEDDY GETS
B|GH0RNRAM
PRESIDENT BRINGS DOWN FINEST
SPECIMEN EVER SEEN IN
YELLOWSTONE PARK.
Story Told at Denver Convention BY
Fred Herrig, Who Was With Him
at Time, On Trip On Purpose to
Get Pair of Horns-Rooseveit
Shows Workmanship and Goodness

Up in the wild and woolly section of
Dakota known as the Bad Lands are
several leathery-faced men who made
the acquaintance of Theodore Roose
welt in the old days, says the Field ana
Farm in its Frontier Sketches. Among
others of these loose limbed and cool
eyed boosters of the saddle was Fred
Herrig, al one time a cowboy on Roose-
velt's Elkhotn range, who attended the
COW convention in Denver last week.
MY last hunt with Colonel Roosevelt"
he said, was late in November. /
guess he and | remember it mainly
because we both froZe our ears in get
ting home to the ranch. He was anx
ious to kill a mountain ram before he
went back east. 1t is easy enough to
shoot Rocky mountain sheep, but a
whacking big ram with horns spread
Exc az ou, doors is different.
so we both made up our minds that
he must have a ram and started early
in the morning over the divide between
the Yellowtone and the Little Missouri
rivers. BY that time of year the
bunch grass was so brown we could
not tell it from the rocks. The coun-
try locked about as d%esolate as one
could imagine. We had a hard time
of it making our way up the crest OF
the divide and just as we got there
along toward evening | saw something
moving ahead of us. Easy now says
|, M you'll get your ram 'Where?'
says he, and | could see by his voice
he was all on thorns. We had worked
hard for this very chance. He had his
l45,90 rifle swinging easy over his left
arm.
II pointed about 400 yards in front
of us, a little down the ridge. 1t was
one of the finest rams | yer saw his
long brown hair, so much lighter In
color Than a ewes made him stand out
tolerable plain. even among the bould-
ers and at that distance. | was just
pointing the critter out when he faced
about, lifted his big horn over a rock
he had been grazing behind and caught
sight of us against the skyline. There
he goes l yelled, for twas no use
keeping quiet any longer. Maybe that
ram didn't run. But the Colonel had
seen him from the first jump and had
1t -, -.tr Srnf wont "a bttllnf
against the sandstone. too far TO the
left | yelled, Biff, the mex one quick.
er than | a tell it. knocked up he
dust almost under the rams feet.
l'Nry is your chance said |, for the
breast had been running almost parallel
with the crest of the range and l was
afraid every second he'd plunge down
the bluff and we'd lose him.
with that the rife cracked once
more and that time | didn't see where
the ball struck, but | did see the ram
jump into the aid, headed straight
down the bluff and disappear. When
We got to where we lost him, fearing
to find he'd made one of those gigantic
leaps down a precipice that the big
horns are fond if doing in an emer-
gency the Colinel gave a yell you could
have heard two miles. The ram lay
ten feet down the cliff on a little shell
rock over the edge and half propped
against a dwarf pine. He was stone
dead n We got the finest pair of
horns | ever saw off him. 1t was after
midnight when We got home that
night, and We were happy ever if our
ears We're frozen"