Arizona republican., 1919-07-01
STAY, COWBOY! PRESCOTT FRONTIER DAYS ARE JULY 2, }, 5. EVERYBODY
 WILL BE THERE!

flats; or drag down at the end of a taut, singing riata-horse leading steer in furious race, or dragging the sul- len one inch by inch till he charged with vicious lunge of bayonet like horns and sent horse and rider scurry- ing for life over brush and boulders.
 Plenty of chance for practice-every morning when the night wrangler" brought in the "cavvie yard" some morose, saddle-galled bronk was sure to try with all the vim Of four sinewy, spur marked legs to bust" his rider and there was always ''the wall-eyed blue" or that man-eatin' appeloosa," :" or that palomina renegade out O tn Bar Circle machey band" whose place in the 'cavvie yard" was held solely that the vain boaster might meet his downfall and the unsuspecting new man take his degree or make his pie tUre in the dirt"
 q bet they don't have no bronk at that Fo'th O July tournamint kin sun fish and crossleg an high buck, and side jump an bawl along with that machey palommener," Lazy $" (so- called from the brand of his outfit) remarked with pride as he walked around the cavvieyard champion at a safe distance from the wicked hoofs, flint-hard from life on malpai range where lava rocks cut mercilessly and a stampede of wild steers could be trailed by the blood on their track and the reek of rock burned hoof.
 'I aint ridin' no sand storms this trip; I'm on tn trail O that steer twin prize saddle to stay-but I'll bet every 'dobe dollar tn outfit owes me on that ole claybank highbinder. He'll make them fancy buckaros eat dirt you see. Last tournament we had to roll his head in a blanket an hog tie all O his feet t git tn saddle on. I put my money on Palomeener-You ou sec"
 Before the rodeo was over there was high rivalry between the outfits; every one was ready to back it's own bronco buster or steer tying champion to the limit of the 'dobe dollars due next payday.
 June waned, dusty and dry: the sky a solt, burned out blue, trimmed at sunset with a wide pink band of glowing "drouth light" where when twilight passed into blackness long pale waves of heat lightning flared up across the cloudless horizon.
 As the month grew shorter drifting cloud shadows fitted over the hills and cactus flats like the shadow of flying hawk. and the riders looking up noted the white flecks of rain seeds" homing in like the punchers for the big Fourth of July
 The last steer was cut into the beef herd, the last maverick branded for the pretty school teacher at Bowers ranch. the last COW and calf headed toward the home range. The chuck wagons, showing here and there a wheel bound with rawhide where some malpai boulder had contended right of way, pulled off each on it's own track.
 The 'cavvieyard" divided into strings of horses tied neck to tail, with bed rolls lashed on the leaders. If some unruly bronk shied or pulled back the tail ahead got the strain and pair of indignant heels landed their reproof on the sinner, till the line strung out in Indian file for home
 See ye at tn tournament. So long!" a dozen voices called in a dozen directions at once. Well, I guess. That saddle fer me, I'll be campin' right on it's trail-you see"
 Me, I'll take that silver mounted Spanish bit an them San Quentin bridle reins-them boys down in tn Pen does mighty fine hair work. Why, Hosey Juan's in there fer two years didn't do nary thing neigher-jist kind O careless with some square an com pass bronks.'
 Them hundred 'dobe dollars looks good to me. I need 'em in my business -goin' to have my iron on that mid dle Circle U girl before fall rodear You all watch me burn up tn yearth in that relay race; tn Flyin' w out fit gimme tn pick O their cavvieyard an them Gold Dust yaller sorrels don't let nothin' on four legs throw | dirt in their eyes"
 Down at the ranches big red, white and blue posters, tackled to trees and | fence posts, and even on the gate of | the stockade round pen" Tapped ir 1 the hot wind that runs ahead of the rainy season.
 The belligerent eagle at the tor | chewed the middle of a gorgeous E | Pluribus Undm streamer in his hooked beak and stretched his mighty wings in pride over a yard of two-inch type
 Grand Fourth of July Tournament
 Steer Tyinl Bronco Busting! Brand Steer Tying Bronco Bustingi Brand
 Races! Flag Picking. Bare-backet
 Steer Ridingi Prizes.i, Grand Prizes, Cashl Finest Hand Carved
 Saddle in the Southwest!,i Silvel Mounted Brides. Spurs! Barbecue or
 the Grounds, Grand Ball on Hundred
 Foot Platformlli"
 Months hence solitary puncher,
 would read the faded and tatteret fragment of that gorgeous poste
 with reminiscent signs or smiles; {
 passing regret for good dobe dollar