Life On A "Dude' Ranch

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A cow milked (and we had several of them who had never seen a live cow), and it takes all the persuasive powers of the parent and the hostess to induce that child to drink the health giving milk. Sometimes we resort to the old tricks of filling a dairy milk bottle and serving in that way. It usually works. But the chil-dren are the best boosters we have, es-pecially the boys. Teach him to to throw a rope, shoe a horse, rope on a pack and he is your friend for life.

One phase of life on a guest ranch of which it is a pleasure to write is the con-tact with the many interesting people the rancher encounters in his business. Their good sportsmanship under adverse cir-cumstances seldom fails them, maybe the cook strikes, dishwashers throw the dishes at each other etc.

There have been many times when sick-ness has thrown the operating machinery out of gear, and then our guests have demonstrated what real human beings they are; in many instances they have waited on themselves, cared for their rooms, even made fires in the morning. In our particular case we never cater, we never shine shoes or lift a guest to the loft in a passenger elevator, and on

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camping trips the wealthy tourist eats from a tin plate 'just the same as a cow. boy. Its our way of living in the west, and when a person wishes to live as we do he's more than welcome; but when we get one of the eggs who expect a hotel de luxe and all that goes with it, well, it's just hell and panther tracks till he's gone.

Sounds easy, does it, to run a guest ranch? Try it once! Mr. Rancher must be something more than a cowboy in or-der to handle twenty-five guests. Here are the requisites: He must be a horse-wrangler, a butcher, a plumber, an elec-trician, a woodsman, a desert man. In ad-dition to this he must be able to cook-not just to boil water but to use a Dutch oven, broil a steak and tell when the coffee is right. If he is a top-notcher he will know how to bake bread and sew buttons and take care of wounds.

And after a hard day's ride and we sit around a blazing fire in the old rock fire-place and talk it over, we decide it is one of the most interesting enterprises in the world. It gives a fellow a keen insight into human nature, for haven't you said a hundred times, "If you want to know a fellow take him on a camping trip"

SEPTEMBER, 1928 The Samaniego Freighters

Amount of his bill, I do not know, but he received every cent of it.

Mrs. Mowlds, after losing two horses, valued at $300, four colts worth from $25 to $50 each, the harness, wagon and a 1 the groceries in it (besides the loss of her husband) put in a bill of damages for $800. As yet it has not been settled.

Such is justice according to some of the people higher up.

When the soldiers arrived they found out all that had taken place and left on the trail of the warriors, who after killing Mowlds continued on toward Fort Grant.

Just after dark they killed all their white horses and dogs, so the soldiers could not see them in the night.

About seven miles from Cedar Springs they waited, on a hill not far from the road. When the troops came along the Indians opened fire and after a short battle in the dark, withdrew.

Several soldiers were killed, but no dead Indians were found, as they always took away their dead.

The Indians went on toward the Gua-dalope Mountains, near the Mexican bor-der.

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