White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-01-28
These two riders seemed Indifferent


twirling rifles, turning lightning-like
In the saddle to face forward or
backward at full speed.
With the struggle narrowed to the
two seemingly even-matched riders,
sectators began to wonder how the
contest could be decided. The
judges, after conference, asked for
a further trial of the familiar feat
of picking objects from the ground.
Already these feats had been
made a feature and creditably per-
formed. But some word had
reached the judges that there might
be further possibilities in this field.
The two contestants were asked to
propose their own stunts, tossing
for first choice. McCrossen won. A
lady's white handkerchief was
dropped, and, riding at speed,
turned backward in the saddle, Nc
Crossen picked it from the ground.
The wrangler followed suit.
1t was now the Texans turn. Saw
dy ran out on the track to his side.
"Give him the saddle-and- bride
trick" he whispered.
The wrangler, still breathing fast,
demurred. He's seen it done. Prob
ably he can do it himself, Sawdy."
mo matter. It'll make hit, tire
him OUT
"I'm getting tired of this show
myself. It's been pretty long" OBJ
jected the rider. leave it to me,
will you? I'll give him one he's
never SEEN" There was a further
whispered conference.
Go to it! !" exclaimed Sawdy, aft
err moment, seemingly confident of
his representative. Then he turned
to the little grandstand.
Ladies m gentlemen an honor
able Judges" he began. "Circle Dot
has tried to contribute in humble
way to your entertainment this aft
ernoon. You're all anxious to see
this contest, grand as it has been,
brought to decision. Our entry
for the prize wili;now present a feat
never before seen in Sleepy Cat."'
Refining to the middle Of the
track, the wrangler drew from a
buttoned breast pocket of his jersey
a packet of cigarette +papersaand a
small sack of, tobacco: Seated on
his paving horse, he rolled his ciga-,
srette, put away the makings, hung
the cigarette on his lip. and lifted
his hat as he Hooked up at the spec
'tators and. felt in another pocket,
for a match.,,. While, doing so he
awkwardly dropped the cigarette;
it fell from his lip to the dusty
track. He bent over in the saddle
to look regretfully down at the
cigarette where it lay.
.Sawdy stepped to the side Of the
grandstand and, after his usual
salutation, began, hat In hand: "Our
Circle Dot wrangler seems to be
little awkward today-nervous may
be. You see, ladies, he hasn't had
such q bevy or elegant women to
look at for many, many weeks.
We've been on a long, hard drive
an haven't seen so much as a pic
ture of smart girl for nigh three
wonder he's nervous"
"Hear! Hear!"' cried Carpy and
his group. Sawdy, surprised, looked
up. "Where?" he demanded. And !
getting only a laugh, continued: 4
whatever the reason, ladies an
gents, the boy has dropped his ciga-
rette. He's maxim motions to me.
to pick it up But it's too much to
ask of a fat man: Let him pick up |
the cigarette himself Go, boy, go!"
AS the wrangler rcantered leisure
ly down the track, Sawdy, as spiel
err, continued to. explain:
Gle will now try ridin' at top
speed, to pick UP his cigarette. IF
he succeeds, am sure you will all |
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