Cattle-Ranch to College: The True Tales of A Boy's Adventures in the Far West

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Author: Russell Doubleday ISBN: 9781465624376
Publisher: Library of Alexandria Publication: March 8, 2015
Imprint: Language: English
Author: Russell Doubleday
ISBN: 9781465624376
Publisher: Library of Alexandria
Publication: March 8, 2015
Imprint:
Language: English

A solitary horseman rode into the little frontier town of Bismarck, shortly after dark one evening, about twenty-five years ago. Horse and rider passed up the single unpaved street; in the darkness no one noticed the fagged condition of the animal, nor the excitement of the rider, betokened by the continued urging of his weary pony. The town was unusually full of the nomadic people who made up its population, cow-punchers, saloon keepers, gamblers, freighters, and outlaws. The evening quiet was constantly broken by the sounds of revelry, and the report of a pistol occasionally punctuated the general noise as some hilarious cowboy playfully shot at the lights. In the dim ray cast across the street through the small windows of the saloons and dance halls, no one saw the horseman ride up the street to "Black Jack's," one of the most conspicuous saloons; here he stiffly dismounted and tied his pony to the pole where stood a row of other horses. After glancing around to see that all was secure, he entered. He was hailed with a chorus of shouted greetings and questions. "Hello, Harry! what's the matter?" "Why, there's Harry Hodson! What drove you down the trail to-night?" "Are you dry, old man? Come and drive a nail with me." These and many more questions poured in on him so thick and fast that no chance, for some time, was given him to speak. As the crowd drew around the newcomer, who was a sober, steady cattleman from twenty-five miles up the river, they noticed that there was something out of the ordinary in his manner. Even the fact of his appearance at that place and hour was unusual. "No, boys," he said, in answer to the many invitations to drink. "I think we'll all need clear heads before daylight." "Why, what's the trouble?" chorused the crowd. "The fact is," continued Hodson, hurriedly, "I cached my cattle and then came down to tell you that a big bunch of Indians crossed the river above my place this afternoon, and they looked as if they were on the war path." All were attentive now, and even the most reckless of these wild men, living continually in the midst of dangers, wore grave faces. "I didn't stop to investigate. I wasn't taking any chances, you see," he went on. "So I ran my cattle over onto Woody Island and then started down the trail, giving the word to the fellows along the road. Hostiles have been pretty thick across the river lately, and I've had to watch out." By this time all hands were thoroughly interested. As Hodson went on with his tale, the men drew nearer to him, their faces showing how keenly they realized what his news might mean to all.

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A solitary horseman rode into the little frontier town of Bismarck, shortly after dark one evening, about twenty-five years ago. Horse and rider passed up the single unpaved street; in the darkness no one noticed the fagged condition of the animal, nor the excitement of the rider, betokened by the continued urging of his weary pony. The town was unusually full of the nomadic people who made up its population, cow-punchers, saloon keepers, gamblers, freighters, and outlaws. The evening quiet was constantly broken by the sounds of revelry, and the report of a pistol occasionally punctuated the general noise as some hilarious cowboy playfully shot at the lights. In the dim ray cast across the street through the small windows of the saloons and dance halls, no one saw the horseman ride up the street to "Black Jack's," one of the most conspicuous saloons; here he stiffly dismounted and tied his pony to the pole where stood a row of other horses. After glancing around to see that all was secure, he entered. He was hailed with a chorus of shouted greetings and questions. "Hello, Harry! what's the matter?" "Why, there's Harry Hodson! What drove you down the trail to-night?" "Are you dry, old man? Come and drive a nail with me." These and many more questions poured in on him so thick and fast that no chance, for some time, was given him to speak. As the crowd drew around the newcomer, who was a sober, steady cattleman from twenty-five miles up the river, they noticed that there was something out of the ordinary in his manner. Even the fact of his appearance at that place and hour was unusual. "No, boys," he said, in answer to the many invitations to drink. "I think we'll all need clear heads before daylight." "Why, what's the trouble?" chorused the crowd. "The fact is," continued Hodson, hurriedly, "I cached my cattle and then came down to tell you that a big bunch of Indians crossed the river above my place this afternoon, and they looked as if they were on the war path." All were attentive now, and even the most reckless of these wild men, living continually in the midst of dangers, wore grave faces. "I didn't stop to investigate. I wasn't taking any chances, you see," he went on. "So I ran my cattle over onto Woody Island and then started down the trail, giving the word to the fellows along the road. Hostiles have been pretty thick across the river lately, and I've had to watch out." By this time all hands were thoroughly interested. As Hodson went on with his tale, the men drew nearer to him, their faces showing how keenly they realized what his news might mean to all.

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