Manuscripts/Mixed Material [T. E. Hines]
“One day while riding throug Erath Co., I came to a ranch and was so hungry that I didn't care what was said or done. I wanted to eat if they'd let me. Instead of making fun of me, they fed me and offered me a job if I'd take it. Take it!? I told the ram rod to put me at anything he had for me to do, regardless of what it was, because a job was the one thing I wanted and nothing else but. I was so anxious that the whole crew of cow punchers busted out laughing.
“The ram rod, Jake Nut, told me that I could have a job punching cattle providing I could ride hosses. Then he turned around and said: That thing you've got there's not a hoss. Its a bone bag.'
“I thought he just meant riding hosses like we worked back on the farm. Sleek, fat, pretty farm hosses. Not anything like the stock you have on the farm today. Not a-tall, but they beat the nag I rode into the NUT Spread, so I told him I'd ride most anything he had to get the job.'
“That statement cost me a few bruises because I didn't know they had concentrated dynamite in leather cases they called hosses, down here. Now I'll give you a sort of a picture of what happened that first morning. One of the boys stalled me in the bunkhouse for about 30 minutes after the rest had gone to the Hoss corral, telling and showing me how the boys lived, showing me