Weekly journal-miner., 1919-06-25
FRONTIER "REMINISCENCES
(BY SHARLoT M. HALLl

With Fourth of July speeches be- ing made ready all over the United States a lot is being thought about what good citizenship really is. A man who punched COWS with Theo- dore Roosevelt long ago in Montana, says this is how Roosevelt described a good citizen in a speech at a cow boy Fourth of July celebration:
 The best citizen of the United States IS the man who is the best citizen of his own state, and the best citizen of his own state IS the man who is the best citizen of his own county, and the man who is the best citizen of his own county is the man who is the best neighbor in his own neighborhood Being a good citizen Is just being on the square with your self and everybody around you"
 Let's Remember a Little While.
 Don't think I'm getting things mixed and running my From tier Day page a week ahead of time. Not nguch! One week from today this page will give the most genuine Frontier stuff ever - something to make us realize how far our beautiful Mile High City and good old Yava- pal have travelled to reach a Frontier Day with automobiles and flying ma chimes as well as bucking bronchos- but now let us remember some things that will make us enjoy the fun all the better
 When the trinket and treasure ex- hibit of jewelry and metal given to provide hospital comforts for our aviators was shown in a Prescott window a few of us looked long at silver medal won for broncho riding at one of the first big tournaments held in Yavapai. Perhaps some one else remembered the slender young rider, long since dead, and the pan ther-like leap by which he cleared himself of his horse as it reared and fell. then sprang again to the saddle and won the medal with cheers from his comrades who better than any of Us realized his wonderful riding.
 We didn't call it Frontier" day then-for this was the real frontier, and the stunts" were all part of the everyday work of our cattlemen, or part of their play on the brief and in- frequent holidays. Moving picture cowboys" were unknown then, along with the undiscovered movies" and the few dry plate cameras in Arizona were hardly swift enough in action to catch much of the sports. Those were the days when Arizona was supreme lv a cattle country and the Fourth oi July was supremacy
 The Cow Puncher's Big Day.
 Hey, Shorty you an Long Ear, git them 'turnips' of yourn in workln' trim an git up on that bank an keep cases. I'm goin' to do some of the peartest steer tyin' you ever see. Fo'th O Ju' New Years IS comm right along an my mouths waterin fer that saddle Boss Gales had bin Iyearvin' pitchin' bronks on all win ter. All ready! Turn i'm loose! Let 'er go, Gailager!'' '
 "A big mountain steer shot out ot the "prather." urged on by yells and the crack of pistols aimed skyward- At the back of his bloodshot eyes he saw freedom and the safe cover ot tbe scrub Dinvon on the hogback down which he had been dragged the day before. He stretched his long, yellow legs right yearningly toward that distant goal, but the man behind i was seeing visions of high-curved ..sun-fshin'" bronchos carved cun- ninplv by the best saddlenIaker in the Southwest on the broad skirts | and sweeping tapideros of a saddle . worth a dozen claybank steers.
 The hard little hoofs of the COW pony rartled over the stones; kes- 4 ,vishity, swishty, swing out in | big. graceful, poising loop the swift supple, rawhide riata swung and set tied over the broad horns with the swoop of d hawk. Zip! It sung like a fiddle string: the pony sbidded i along stiff-legged, his front feet ploughing deep furrows in the sand, but "Savcy" mad the best of wild ! strength
 The wiry pony braced back, slack ed up. ran a dozen yards alongside. then a swift whirl, swiftcr bracing of stubborn hoofs into the dirt, and the yellow steer rol.cd hcadiong- busted" i
 Feet braced the horse set back al most on his launches; the man was off. jerking the tie-rope loose from . bi- bell as he ran. \ flying pass ot the snort rope, twist, keen, quick pull. and the four rock-scarred hootS were drawn together and held in kuotted moose.
 "Ninit' an one" the timekeepers shouted, putting up their watches and riding down 10 look at the tie. II vas good piece of work; the yellow steer struggled and rolled his eyes in fury as he tried 10 get to his feet brt inc knot was there to hold; If |