Manuscripts/Mixed Material [Jones Miller]
“I had a little dun colored striped legged Spanish horse that was the best I ever saw. He had more cow sense in a minute than most horses have in a life time. He would breast a cow into place and turn her every time. I penned an old fightin' cow with him once when every thing on the grounds had failed. He pushed her right on into that pen but when I got down and tried to rope her she made a lunge at me and over the fence I went at a speed that would have shamed any old longhorn. 'Why did you run so fast, Jones,' the boys yelled between laughs. “Cause I couldn't fly,' I says, and when I got on my horse again I stayed until I got that old heifer roped.
“Our boss said to us one day, 'Boys, you'd better be savin' your wages and buyin' up some of this cheap land, it's gona be worth something some of these days.' I was only 19 then, carefree and foolish, so I says, “Hell! this old poor land never will be worth a damn. All I want is a horse and saddle, a pair of chaps and a job.' Later on in life I thought well on what he had told me and began tryin' to do as he had advised. Probably that is one reason why me and the kid there, my wife, are enjoying the comforts of this good home here in Ozona today. It is steam heated and modern in every way.
“It hasn't all been roses comin' to this bit