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A first hand account of the days of the Great Cattle Trails
The term 'cowboy' has become emblematic of all that is evocative of the 'frontier America' of the nineteenth century. Yet the real cowboys were actually a select group whose unglamorous task it was to move the great herds of cattle from their grazing ranges to the rail-heads and tables of a hungry and ever growing population. They endured rough country, all the weather that nature could hurl at them and the danger of attack by bandits and Indians. This book was written by one of their number and within its pages he has brought to life the days of the Wild West and the great cattle drives. Displaced from their Georgia home after the Civil War the author's family moved to Texas and so began this cowboy's intimate acquaintance with moving beef on the hoof along the long, dangerous and dusty trail to the north. The adventures, sights and experiences of this vanished way of life make essential and vital reading for all those fascinated by the great days of the early frontier. Available in softcover and hardcover with dust jacket.

Witnessing is something that Jesus has commanded all of us to do. Does that command make you a bit nervous? Would you like a new form of "witnessing" that is not only comfortable for everyone involved but produces exceptional results? Would you like to feel confident and relaxed while talking to others about faith? Today, there are definitely many negative stigmas surrounding the entire concept of witnessing the good news to others. In fact, while certainly well intentioned, most current witnessing practices have limited success and have even driven millions of people further away from developing a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Christians desperately need to step back and take a strong look at the examples that Jesus Himself provided when witnessing to others. If we emulate the examples of Jesus, we can completely reinvent witnessing to once again be a positive, enjoyable, and, most importantly, successful part of every Christian's life. Andy Adams was not a Christian for most of his life. He did not come to develop a relationship with Jesus Christ until the age of forty-three. During his pre-Christian life, many well-intentioned Christians attempted to use the typical forms of witnessing on Andy. Because of his history, he has a unique perspective of what does and does not work. In Don't Scare the Lost Sheep, Andy will: lead you through understanding the human behaviors along with basic concepts and processes related to witnessing help you to prepare yourself and develop a toolkit that you can easily use when the time comes for you to talk with others assist you in identifying potential "witnessees" guide you to set the stage for your efforts teach you to apply specific techniques that have a high probability of success--with a very comfortable approach

"On my arrival at Las Palomas, the only white woman on the ranch was "Miss Jean," a spinster sister of its owner, and twenty years his junior. After his third bitter experience in the lottery of matrimony, evidently he gave up hope, and induced his sister to come out and preside as the mistress of Las Palomas. She was not tall like her brother, but rather plump for her forty years. She had large gray eyes, with long black eyelashes, and she had a trick of looking out from under them which was both provoking and disconcerting, and no doubt many an admirer had been deceived by those same roguish, laughing eyes. Every man, Mexican and child on the ranch was the devoted courtier of Miss Jean, for she was a lovable woman; and in spite of her isolated life and the constant plaguings of her brother on being a spinster, she fitted neatly into our pastoral life. It was these teasings of her brother that gave me my first inkling that the old ranchero was a wily matchmaker, though he religiously denied every such accusation. With a remarkable complacency, Jean Lovelace met and parried her tormentor, but her brother never tired of his hobby while there was a third person to listen."

I can truthfully say that my entire life has been spent with cattle. Even during my four years' service in the Confederate army, the greater portion was spent with the commissary department, in charge of its beef supplies. I was wounded early in the second year of the war and disabled as a soldier, but rather than remain at home I accepted a menial position under a quartermaster. Those were strenuous times. During Lee's invasion of Pennsylvania we followed in the wake of the army with over a thousand cattle, and after Gettysburg we led the retreat with double that number. Near the close of the war we frequently had no cattle to hold, and I became little more than a camp-follower.

It was a wet, bad year on the Old Western Trail. From Red River north and all along was herd after herd waterbound by high water in the rivers. Our outfit lay over nearly a week on the South Canadian, but we were not alone, for there were five other herds waiting for the river to go down. This river had tumbled over her banks for several days, and the driftwood that was coming down would have made it dangerous swimming for cattle. We were expected to arrive in Dodge early in June, but when we reached the North Fork of the Canadian, we were two weeks behind time.

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - At the close of the civil war the need for a market for the surplus cattle of Texas was as urgent as it was general. There had been numerous experiments in seeking an outlet, and there is authority for the statement that in 1857 Texas cattle were driven to Illinois. Eleven years later forty thousand head were sent to the mouth of Red River in Louisiana, shipped by boat to Cairo, Illinois, and thence inland by rail. Fever resulted, and the experiment was never repeated. To the west of Texas stretched a forbidding desert, while on the other hand, nearly every drive to Louisiana resulted in financial disaster to the drover. The republic of Mexico, on the south, afforded no relief, as it was likewise overrun with a surplus of its own breeding. Immediately before and just after the war, a slight trade had sprung up in cattle between eastern points on Red River and Baxter Springs, in the southeast corner of Kansas. The route was perfectly feasible, being short and entirely within the reservations of the Choctaws and Chero-kees, civilized Indians. This was the only route to the north; for farther to the westward was the home of the buffalo and the unconquered, nomadic tribes. A writer on that day, Mr. Emerson Hough, an acceptable authority, says: "The civil war stopped almost all plans to market the range cattle, and the close of that war found the vast grazing lands of Texas fairly covered with millions of cattle which had no actual or determinate value. They were sorted and branded and herded after a fashion, but neither they nor their increase could be converted into anything but more cattle. The demand for a market became imperative."

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - When I first found employment with Lance Lovelace, a Texas cowman, I had not yet attained my majority, while he was over sixty. Though not a native of Texas, "Uncle Lance" was entitled to be classed among its pioneers, his parents having emigrated from Tennessee along with a party of Stephen F. Austin's colonists in 1821. The colony with which his people reached the state landed at Quintana, at the mouth of the Brazos River, and shared the various hardships that befell all the early Texan settlers, moving inland later to a more healthy locality. Thus the education of young Lovelace was one of privation. Like other boys in pioneer families, he became in turn a hewer of wood or drawer of water, as the necessities of the household required, in reclaiming the wilderness. When Austin hoisted the new-born Lone Star flag, and called upon the sturdy pioneers to defend it, the adventurous settlers came from every quarter of the territory, and among the first who responded to the call to arms was young Lance Lovelace. After San Jacinto, when the fighting was over and the victory won, he laid down his arms, and returned to ranching with the same zeal and energy. The first legislature assembled voted to those who had borne arms in behalf of the new republic, lands in payment for their services. With this land scrip for his pay, young Lovelace, in company with others, set out for the territory lying south of the Nueces. They were a band of daring spirits. The country was primitive and fascinated them, and they remained. Some settled on the Frio River, though the majority crossed the Nueces, many going as far south as the Rio Grande.

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The first herd of trail cattle to leave Dodge City, Kansas, for the Northwest, during the summer of 1885, was owned by the veteran drover, Don Lovell. Accidents will happen, and when about midway between the former point and Ogalalla, Nebraska, a rather serious mishap befell Quince Forrest, one of the men with the herd. He and the horse wrangler, who were bunkies, were constantly scuffling, reckless to the point of injury, the pulse of healthy man-hood beating a constant alarm to rough contest. The afternoon previous to the accident, a wayfaring man had overtaken the herd, and spent the night with the trail outfit. During the evening, a flock of sand-hill cranes was sighted, when the stranger expressed a wish to secure a specimen of the bird for its splendid plumage. On Forrest's own suggestion, his being a long-range pistol and the covey wary, the two exchanged belts. The visitor followed the flock, stealing within range a number of times, and emptying the six-shooter at every chance. On securing a fine specimen near nightfall, he returned to the herd, elated over his chance shot and beautiful trophy. However, before returning the belt, he had refilled the cylinder with six instead of five cartridges, thus resting the hammer on a loaded shell. In the enthusiasm of the moment, and ignorant of its danger, belt and pistol were returned to their owner.

This first-hand account of a cowboy brings the Old West to life authentically and vividly for the modern reader. Written by Andrew Adams during and after his many years working as a cowboy in the rugged plains of the southwest USA, this book was first published in 1903. At the time, the ways of the Wild West were rapidly being superseded by the unstoppable modern advancement of the United States. As such, this book may be viewed as a sort of retrospective upon the 19th century, illustrating a time when the frontier culture reigned supreme over great tracts of North America. Much of the book is presented as a story with dialogue, whereby aspects of the cowboy trade, the geography of the rural West, and landmarks such as Yellowstone are detailed. We hear accounts of the lives of the ordinary people; although exciting action abounds throughout the book, we are shown that most people in the Wild West were simply making a living in a land untamed by human civilization.

Here is a collection of gripping cowboy stories - written by a real-life cowboy. From the touching and elegiac "Around the Spade Wagon," a tale of two friends reminiscing over a campfire, to the thrilling kidnap by bandits of "The Ransom of Don Ramon Mora," to the slice-of-life account of a wolf hunt in "A Winter Round-up," the tales of Cattle Brands are steeped in the sights, smells and sounds of the old West. Adams knew his subject well, having spent a decade on the cattle trails of Texas and beyond in the 1890s. With fourteen short stories in all, Cattle Brands is a treat for all lovers of Western fiction.