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Blue Eye; A Story Of The People Of The Plains
Blue Eye; A Story Of The People Of The Plains
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" Ef it's clippin' kewpons er mules' tails yer choosin' fer a perfession, clip th' kewpons; it's more prof'table an' not so dangerous."
There is no place in America where the early settlers met with greater difficulties than did "The people of the plains." The country between the Rocky mountains and the Missouri, the Arkan sas and the Platte rivers might be called a great battlefield. The Indians never fought harder to hold a territory than they did for this great plain. This was the hunting ground for tribes from north and south, and many a rancher gave up his life while trying to build a home. But as a great general once said, "They were born for that; the foundations of states are always laid on aching hearts." But it has ever been American to take chances; "th' shore things air all roped an' branded."
The people who settled along the streams of this great plain dreamed of herds of cattle as numerous as the buffalo—it was the almighty dollar that led them on. Some called it adven ture, but "the dollar mark is about the crookedest thing I ever saw."
The stockmen drove the Indians and buffalo from these plains, but settlers came, and now cattle kings and cowboys are of the past—three great changes in forty years. Who can look into the future and tell what changes the next forty years will bring?
To the old time cowboys with whom I rode for fifteen years, whose cultus corries are now ended, I bid a fond Klahowya.
There is no place in America where the early settlers met with greater difficulties than did "The people of the plains." The country between the Rocky mountains and the Missouri, the Arkan sas and the Platte rivers might be called a great battlefield. The Indians never fought harder to hold a territory than they did for this great plain. This was the hunting ground for tribes from north and south, and many a rancher gave up his life while trying to build a home. But as a great general once said, "They were born for that; the foundations of states are always laid on aching hearts." But it has ever been American to take chances; "th' shore things air all roped an' branded."
The people who settled along the streams of this great plain dreamed of herds of cattle as numerous as the buffalo—it was the almighty dollar that led them on. Some called it adven ture, but "the dollar mark is about the crookedest thing I ever saw."
The stockmen drove the Indians and buffalo from these plains, but settlers came, and now cattle kings and cowboys are of the past—three great changes in forty years. Who can look into the future and tell what changes the next forty years will bring?
To the old time cowboys with whom I rode for fifteen years, whose cultus corries are now ended, I bid a fond Klahowya.