Books [Joe C. Woody]
“The reason I wanted to pattern after Uncle Joe was because even though he limped, he was still a swaggering cow poke that was good and he knew it. He could rope, ride, and shoot as well as any circus performer of today. And better, I expect, because the wild hosses he rode had never seen a man before, and even a hoss with a saddle made them skittish.
“One of the things folks tell on Uncle Joe was about an Indian ambush on the Farmer Ranch. One day, he and about 19 cow pokes were out on a roundup. They were given a certain section around Flag Springs and Farmer's Creek to roundup the cattle. They'd never separated, and were still in a bunch when they rode into a canyon. All of a sudden, a regular hail of bullets fell into them. The shots were all coming from one side of the canyon's rim. Uncle Joe ordered everybody to dismount and force the hoss to lay down. This would give each man something to hide behind.
“Every man in the 20 were good shots, and all of them wouldn't be afraid to tackle the old devil himself. All of them except the negroe cook. This nigger, he didn't do any shooting. Instead, he went to praying in a loud voice. Uncle Joe told him to shut up and go to shooting, but the nigger didn't pay any