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Show ,, ( Page 9. James Andrus Montana, w1 th treight. In 1871 he took charge ot the Cannon Co-oerative Stock Company, and managed that ·concern tor twenty-five years. From 1871 to the time ot his death James Andrus, could be found each year in the saddle, no finer speciman ever sat on a horse. He was six teet one inch in height, and weighing in his prime 230 pounds, always riding on the finest horses that money and breeding could procure. Cow horses are not raised but are "born", Just like cowboys. Many men work at the cow-buisiness all their laves and never beccme efficient caw hands. A good cowpuncher Call ride a hackmore colt into a herd of cattle and he will know at once, whether the animal is a good cow horse. Such horses as Bishop, Bill, Bollie, and scores• ot others. Call ot the Range By an Old Time Cowpuncher. Backward, turn backward, ot time on your wheels, Airplanes, wagons, and automobiles, ., Dress me once more in a sombrero that !laps, Spurs, a flannel shirt, boots, slicker ·and chaps, Give ·me a six-shooter or two in my lland, And show me a steer to rope and brand, out where the sagebrush is dusty and gray, Make me a cowboy again tor a dSY.• Give JU a bronc that knows how to dance, Buckskin of color and wicked of glance, New to the feeling ot bridle and bits; Give .me a quirt that will sting where it hits, strap on and poncho behind ina roll, .And pass me the lariat so dear to my soul. Then over the traii let me lope tar away, Make me a cowboy again tor a day. Thunder of hoots over range as we ride, Hissing of iron and smoking ot hide; Bellow ot cattle and snort ot ce.yues Longhorns trcm Texas, as wild as the duce, Yells trom the cowmen, too angry tor words. Right in the midst ot it all I would stay, Make me a cowboy again tor a day. Under the star-studded canopy vast, Camp-tire tottee, and comfort at last, Tales or the rancbmen, and rustler retold, |
