The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-01-23
By TEX RICHARD


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 By TEX RICHARD In relating the incidents of those hard boyhood days among the cattlemen, the tragedies that must have influenced my later life to a certain extent, I. don't want to give the impression that we were devoid of tenderness. Quite the contrary. ,s.
 At the age of sixteen I was eu- ployed to go with a herd of cattle, all the way to Montana. Look at a map and you may realize just what that meant. ~,'.
 The cattlemen, always seeking a market, had found that by. driving a grazing them there for a few months they would gain from fifty to sixty pounds a steer. They could then be shipped to Kansas City and sold at real profit. e e5i
 One night we had camped to let the herd bed down for the night. I was sent out to scout around the edge of the herd and see that everything was all right. On this ride ran across a little calf. born during the day, that had lost it's mother. The little fellow was. so weak and hungry I knew it would die if left alone. To find it's mother in a herd of 5000 was impos- sible. Besides the calf couldn't have kept up with the moving herd when we started out next morning.
 I picked the calf up. threw him camp. The cowboys all gathered round, offering many forms of advice. We had no condensed milk.
 "Wait a minute" one of the cow boys suggested. Come with me-" he said to me.
 So we went out through the herd at night until we found a COW. We roped her and carried her to the camp. There we tied her legs, everybody talk ing hand, and made her let the calf have his supper.
 The next day we put the calf in the chuck wagon and carried it all day, At night we caught another COW and went through the forcible feeding. By this time every roughneck cowboy was never knew why, but that calfs name got ito be Sitting Bull. ,
 Cowboys Play Nursemaid
 Never night came but the cow boys, riding in, would inquire about the welfare of Sitting Bull. They got to be rivals over who would superin-
 Some days we would let Sitting Buii walk until tired and would then take him in the chuck wagon,
 One day Sitting Bull grew hungry and we had run out of milk cows. was in the chuck wagon with him, l had an idea that calf would like something sweet. My eye caught sight Of molasses can. I ran my finger around in 1t and let the calf lick it
 Sitting Bull was immediately crazy about molasses. He got to where he would lick the cans just like a goat. :
 But {! had brought on another prob lem. It looked as though we c6w- boys would have to go short on mo. lasses to keep Sitting Bull satisfied He would twist his little tail and rear and pitch at the mere sight of a mo lasses can. "
 We then made another import A nt discovery in dietetics. We knew Sits ting Bull needed some kind of starch, ne couldn't have grass or wheat, of course, but bread, one learned cowboy explained, came from wheat. So why not feed our charge bread and mo- lasses? It was so ordered by the coun. sel of godfathers and Sitting Bull no, only accepted the idea in the. proper spirit, but was delighted. - In two weeks that calf ate so much molasses and bread that he was ai] puffed out. By this time we tried td make him go with the herd. But there was nothing doing. Wherever fhb chuck wagon went, Sitting Bull foI. lowed ms head right against the tail-
 when herd is bedded down for the night, you know, the chuck wagon goes right through and takes up a no. sition maybe five miles ahead to bt ready for breakfast as the herd Is started again. ->
 They Find Q Foster Mother
 Now you might think that Sittine Buii would want to associate with hls kind; might, revert to type. No so. Hs would very calmly walk right through that immense herd, no matter hov complicated or lengthy the move, ana follow that chuck wagon right to the moment 1t stopped. When the camr ire was puiii ne would stand in the edge of the light circle untl someone had opened can of molasses.
 Upon our arrival in Montana we kent Sitting Bull until he was a good-sized little bull. So. with great care, We