Jt8mall lrt t » nt i^Wtfi »i . t*M<4 Glass __.: Book^l COFfRlGHT DEPOSm Philip of Texas A Story of Sheep Raising in Texas BY JAMES OTIS i^Jjo^ NEW YORK •:• CINCINNATI •:• CHICAGO AMERICAN BOOK COMPANY JAMES OTIS'S PIONEER SERIES ANTOINE OF OREGON: A Story of the Oregon Trail. BENJAMIN OF OHIO: A Story of the Settlement of Marietta. HANNAH OF KENTUCKY: A Story of the Wilderness Road. MARTHA OF CALIFORNIA: A Story of the California Trail. PHILIP OF TEXAS: A Story of Sheep Raising in Texas. SETH OF COLORADO: A Story of the Settlement of Dknxkr. r()i'VRrt:nT. v.>i3. i'.»io. by Mi;s. A. ] . KAI.KU. ('oi'Yi:i<;iii. r.'l:;. in Great Beitaxn. rn7i.ii' ' F TKYAS. E. P. I. I APR 25 1916 A427813 FOREWORD The author of this series of stories for children has endeavored simply to show why and how the descendants of the early colonists fought their way through the wilderness in search of new homes. The several narratives deal with the struggles of those adventurous people who forced their way westward, ever westward, whether in hope of gain or in answer to " the call of the wild," and who, in so doing, wrote their names with their blood across this country of ours from the Ohio to the Columbia. To excite in the hearts of the young people of this land a desire to know more regarding the build- ing up of this great nation, and at the same time to entertain in such a manner as may stimulate to noble deeds, is the real aim of these stories. In them there is nothing of romance, but only a careful, truthful record of the part played by children in the great battles with those forces, human as well as natural, which, for so long a time, held a vast 4 FOREWORD portion of this broad land against the advance of home seekers. With the knowledge of what has been done by our own people in our own land, surely there is no reason why one should resort to fiction in order to depict scenes of heroism, daring, and sublime disregard of suffering in nearly every form. JAMES OTIS. CONTENTS My Dreams of a Sheep Ranch . Sheep Raising .... Herding Sheep .... Something about Tex.\s Land Grants .... The "Texas Fever" . Why I Wanted to Go into Texas Hunting in Texas Father Goes to Spy Out the Land Our Plantation in Mississippi . Father Comes Home . The Bigness of Texas Where We Were Going What I Hoped to Do Cattle Driving . How We Set Out A Laborious Journey KicKAPoo Indians Father Comes to My Rescue The Arrival at Fort Towson Preparing for a Storm The Storm .... 5 CONTENTS Two Kinds of '^ Northers " How Turkeys Kill Rattlesnakes Deer and Rattlesnakes Making a Corral of Wagons On the Trail Once More . Crossing the Red Riv^er . A Texas Sheep Ranch The Profits from Sheep Raising Father's Land Claim . Spanish Measurements The Ch.ap.arral Cock . Our First Night on the Trinity Standing Guard . A Turkey Buzzard Plans for Building a House The Cook Shanty A Storm of Rain A Day of Discomfort Thinking of the Old Home Waiting for the Sun . Too Much Water The Stream Rising Trying to Save the Stock The Animals Stampeded Saving Our Own Lives A Raging Torrent A Time of Disaster . CONTENTS The Flood Subsiding . . A Jack Rabbit .... Repairing Damages Rounding up the Live Stock The First Meal after the Flood Waiting for Father . Recovering Our Goods Setting to Work in Good Earnest Sawing Out Lumber . Laboring in the Saw Pit . Wild Cattle .... A Disagreeable Intruder . Odd Hunting .... A Supply of Fresh Meat . " Jerking " Beef .... Searching for the Cattle Again Our New Home .... Planting, and Building Corrals Bar-0 Ranch .... An Odd Cart .... The Visitors .... Zeba's Curiosity Possible Treachery . Suspicious Behavior . Gyp's Fight with a Cougar In a Dangerous Position . Hunting Wild Hogs . 8 COMENTS PAGE Treed by Peccaries 130 Gyp's Obedience .... 133 My Carelessness 135 Vicious Little Animals 137 Father Comes to the Rescue 138 The Increase in My Flock 141 Unrest of the Indians 143 Texas Joins the Union . 144 War with Mexico . 147 Selling Wool . 149 Peace on the Trinity • 151 My Dream Fulfilled . . . • 152 PHILIP OF TEXAS MY DREAMS OF A SHEEP RANCH The day I was twelve years old, father gave me twelve ewes out of his flock of seventy-two, counting these sheep as pa>^ment for the work I had done in tending them. Even at that time I thought myself a good shepherd, for I was able to keep a small flock well together. 9 fO PHILIP OF TEXAS With Gyp, our dog, I could have herded five hun- dred as readily as I did seventy-two, because on our plantation in Mississippi the pastures were fenced. Therefore when father began to talk of moving to ||K^~')ii#lll^/V Texas and there making a venture in the cattle business, I decided at ~ once that if he did so, it should be my aim to raise sheep. With this idea I gathered from the neighbors roundabout, who had larger flocks than ours, all the possible information about the business in our own state. SHEEP RAISING A sheep in order to thrive should have not less than two acres of fairly good pasturage in which to roam. SHEEr RAISING ii Much less than that amount of land would provide a sheep with food in case it was inclosed; but on the range, where the flock is turned out to feed over a large extent of country, the animals are inclined to ^' bunch," as the .herders call it; that is, to keep in close company and wander here or there trampling down the grass without eating it. A sheep will yield about five pounds of wool each year, and you can count that each animal in a herd will give you one dollar's worth of its fleece annu- ally. Of course there is considerable expense, if one is obhged to pay for shearing, or for dipping, in case that disease known as ''scab" comes among the flock. I have known a sheep raiser to pay four cents a head to the Mexican shepherds simply for dipping the flock ; that is to say, for giving each animal a bath in a certain mixture in order to drive out dis- temper which, in sheep, is like the mange that comes upon dogs. Then it is pretty certain that during the year there will be as many lambs born as there are sheep in the flock, and if a sheep is worth five dollars, you can reckon the lamb at three, for it will be a yearling in twelve months, and a full-grown sheep a year later. So one can say that every sheep worth five dollars will bring in a profit of four dollars each year, less the expense of keeping. 12 PHILIP OF TEXAS HERDING SHEEP Suppose you have a flock of five hundred sheep. They will ''herd," as sheepmen say, which means, keep nearly together, within a space around which a man can ordinarily walk two or three times a day, to prevent the wilder ones from straying. When the flock is driven out on the range from the pens, they are kept moving a mile or two, while the shep- herd walks around the flock, talking to them, so that they may hear his voice ; the animals pick up mouth- fuls of grass now and then, even while being driven. In rainy or cold weather, sheep walk much more rapidly than they do when it is warm; therefore the shepherd has more work to do. In very hot, dry weather, they will often not feed in the daytime, but continue eating until late in the night, and then the herder has his work cut out, for those are long days from sunrise until nine or ten o'clock. But think of the profit of five hundred sheep in one year ! Suppose they cost you for herding, shearing, and dipping, in case you cannot manage the flock yourself, three hundred dollars. You get two thousand dollars for the wool and the increase in the flock, and pay out three hundred. This leaves seventeen hun- dred doUars clear profit in one year from five hundred sheep, and that is not a large flock. HERDING SHEEP 13 Of course if the scab gets among the sheep, or the Indians kill many, or the wolves can't be kept away, there will be more or less loss which must come out of the seventeen hundred dollars; but take it all in all, unless one has very hard luck, it seems to me he should be able to count on at least a thousand dollars profit from five hundred sheep. Now it might seem as if this matter of raising sheep, and the profit to be had from them, could have no in- fluence in deciding my going from the state of Missis- sippi to the republic of Texas, and yet if it had not 14 PHILIP OF TEXAS been for my hope of one day owning a big sheep ranch, I would not have been so dehghted when father be- gan to talk of making a new home in that country which had so lately separated from Mexico. SOMETHING ABOUT TEXAS One might suppose that my father was a shiftless sort of man to make a change of homes after he had a boy twelve years old ; but that is not the fact, as you will understand when I tell you why we sold the plantation in Mississippi, where we were raising fairly good crops of cotton, to embark in the cattle business in Texas. Of course, it is not necessar}^ for me to relate that the people in Texas declared themselves independent of Mexico in the year 1836, as in 1776 the colonists de- termined to be free men in a free country, and so broke away from England and England's king. No doubt you already know that it was on the twenty- second day of April in the year 1836, the day after the bat- tle of San Jacinto, that General Houston captured the Mexican general, Santa Anna; a treaty was then made between Texas and Mexico, which allowed the Texans to become an independent nation. You are also acquainted with the troubles in Texas, when, in the year 1840, the Comanches overran the country, and you have heard of the capture of the town of San Antonio by the Mexicans in September of the year 1842. LAND GRANTS 15 LAND GRANTS All this has little to do with what I am going to tell in regard to my going into the sheep business; yet if all those things had not happened, then President Lamar and President Houston might not have been able to make grants of land to people who were wilHng to come into the country and build homes. There were a number of men who succeeded in getting so-called grants from the Texan government. Among these there was a certain Mr. Peters, — I never knew his first name, — who had obtained a grant of an ex- ceedingly large tract of land in the northern part. It was, so father had been told, the best land in Texas; and in order to gain settlers, Mr. Peters agreed to give outright to the head of every family six hundred and forty acres of land, and to each single man three hundred and twenty acres. Now, of course, my father was the head of a family, although mother and I were the only other members of it ; nevertheless he would receive just as many acres of land as though he had a dozen children. When the matter was first talked about among our neighbors in Mississippi, I hoped I might be counted as a single man ; but I was very soon made to under- stand that a lad of twelve years was mistaken when he reckoned himself of sufficient age to have given him PHILIP OF TEXAS — 2 i6 PHILIP OF TEXAS three hundred and twenty acres of land simply for going into a country and living there. THE "TEXAS FEVER Because of this offer by Mr. Peters, the people around us, whose plantations wxre not particularly valuable, were highly excited, for all had heard how .rich was the land in the republic of Texas, and how well it was adapted for cattle raising. While mother and father were talking the matter over, trying to decide whether they would go into THE ^' TEXAS FEVER" 17 Peters's colony, I heard him tell her that already a great many people from Missouri, Illinois, Indiana, and Kentucky, as well as from our state, had gone there and had sent back the most cheering words regarding the possibility of making money in that new country. Perhaps I should say that this grant was made to the Peters colony early in the year 1842, but it was not until the spring of the next year that father began to have what some of our neighbors laughingly called the ''Texas Fever "; and I took it because of the possi- bihties of raising sheep. It was just about this time that the Texans began to talk of being annexed to the United States, for their republic was not so flourishing as many would have liked to see it. The country was in debt to the amount of nearly seven million dollars, so I heard father say, and the people stood in fear of the Mexicans on the one side, who were ever ready to make trouble, and of the Indians on the other, to say nothing of the wild beasts everywhere. Such a thinly settled country could not raise large armies to fight off their enemies, and those people who had been living for some time in Texas believed that if their republic could become a part of the United States, the}^ would have all the soldiers that were needed to keep peace in the land. i8 PHILIP OF TP:XAS WHY I WANTED TO GO INTO TEXAS Of all this I knew very little at the time father was talking about making a new home, and I cared less, for my mind was filled en- tirely with the idea of one day owning a large sheep ranch. From the time I began to take care of father's flock I had heard people, lately come from Texas, declare that that was the one spot in all the wide world where sheep could be raised easily and at small cost. There were other reasons besides this which caused me to hope that my father would decide to make a change of homes. I had heard that the ponies, which HUNTING IN TEXAS 19 the Texans called mustangs, could be bought for from eight to twenty dollars each, and that they cost no more to keep than ordinary cows, for they did not require grain. Now, in all my life, I had never owned either horse or pony, for the only dri\dng animals on our Mississippi plantation had been mules. HUNTING IN TEXAS I had also read that there was much good hunting in Texas, and that one need not go very far afield in order to find plenty of bears; in fact, that there were too many for the comfort of the sheep raisers. I knew also that deer were to be found in large numbers aixl that there were cougars, which are called Mexican lions, 20 PHILIP OF TEXAS and panthers, together with wildcats and wolves. Fancy such a list of game as that for a fellow who was as fond of shooting as I was ! Then again, one of our neighbors who had been in Texas told me of the wild hogs, or peccaries, as they are sometimes called, that go in droves of from half a dozen to twenty or thirty, and are very fierce when stirred up. The wolves concerned me most just then, for you know that these animals are exceedingly fond of sheep, and he who herds a flock on the range must keep his eyes wide open for those four-footed enemies. Three kinds of wolves were to be found in Texas: the black wolf which was rare, the coyote, and the FATHER GOES TO SPY OUT THE LAND 21 lobo or gray wolf. The last two were great sheep stealers and many ui number. It seemed to me then, as it has many times since, that it would be great sport to hunt those sheep eaters and lay up a goodly stock of their pelts, for a wolf hide, when taken in the proper season, makes an ex- cellent bed covering, whether it be in a house or on the open prairie. From the time that father began to talk of joining Peters's colony, I spent a good portion of my time learning all that was possible concerning this republic, the people of which were eager to come into the United States. I found, as any one can who will make diligent search, the most interesting stories not only about hunting, but about the early troubles between Texas and Mexico, the Texans' fight for independence, and the many Indian raids. FATHER GOES TO SPY OUT THE LAND It seemed to me that father and mother spent a great deal of unnecessary time in discussing whether they would change their home from Mississippi to Texas. In fact I was beginning to despair of ever becoming a sheep raiser in the Peters colony, when father sud- denly declared that he would go to see the country for himself, and if it w^as half as good as people said it was, he would lay out his claim of six hundred and forty 22 PHILIP OF TEXAS acres and come back to sell the plantation and move the live stock. I begged hard to be allowed to go with him, but my request was not to be granted, for although we owned two slaves, John and Zeba, neither of them could be trusted to look after the cattle, the sheep, and the mules. Therefore it was decided that I should be the head of the family while father was away, and so proud was I over being given such a position of trust, that I failed to grieve, as I otherwise might have done, at not being allowed to go with him. He set out with a pair of our best mules hitched to a light wagon, intending to drive to Little Rock in Arkansas, and from there to Fort Towson, after which OUR PLANTATION IN MISSISSIPPI 23 he would make his way across what is now Grayson County, spying out the land. OUR PLANTATION IN MISSISSIPPI It was not a very long journey, although he would probably travel two or three hundred miles before turning back. We lived in Bolivar County, in Missis- sippi, near Indian Point, where, as you know, the Ar- kansas River joins with the Mississippi. Our plantation was not well suited to cotton raising, and perhaps for this reason father was all the more willing to listen to those people who had so much to say about Texas, that one could almost believe it to be a veritable Promised Land. Father had set out to raise cattle, although our plantation was no better- adapted for such a purpose, perhaps, than it was for cotton raising. We had about seventy head of oxen, and twenty mules, together with the seventy-two sheep which made up my own and my father's flocks. I did not realize that the profits from sheep raising in Texas might not be the same as in Mississippi. I counted the days while father was away, thinking with each sunrise that I would see him again before nightfall. xAfter he had been gone two or three weeks I was foolish enough to wander up the road now and then, hoping to meet him on his return, and be the first to hear the good news. 24 PHILIP OF TEXAS FATHER COMES HOME He had been absent nearly six weeks, and my heart had almost grown sick with waiting, when late one night, after I had gone to bed, I heard a commotion downstairs, followed by shouts for John or Zeba, and then I recognized my father's voice. There is little need for me to say that I tumbled, rather than ran, down the stairs, so great was my eager- ness to learn the result of his visit into Texas, and even before he had had time to take me in his arms I in- sisted on knowing whether he had staked out his claim. In a few words he quieted my impatience by telling me we would set off for the new country as soon as the necessary arrangements could be made. So far as the details were concerned I was willing to wait, for the matter had been settled as I hoped it would be. Later, I learned that our new home was to be on the West Fork of the Trinity River, where, so father said, the land was better suited for cattle or sheep raising than any other he had ever seen. As a matter of fact he was even more delighted with the prospect of going to Texas than T was, and at once mother fell in with the plan heartily. She knew he would not have been so pleased at taking up a claim, unless it seemed certain we could better our position very greatly, for he was a home-loving man, and would THE BIGNESS OF TEXAS 25 not have moved from our plantation had he not felt reasonably sure of making a change for the better. He told us that people from the United States, and even from across the sea in France, were going in great numbers to Texas, and he had no doubt but that as soon as it was made one of the states of the Union, it would prosper beyond any land of which we had ever heard. THE BIGNESS OF TEXAS Then he began to tell us how large the republic of Texas was, and before he had finished I was filled with astonishment, for, without having given any great 26 PHILIP OF TEXAS thought to the matter, I had fancied it might, per- haps, be somewhere near the size of our state of Mississippi. He told* us that Texas was much larger than the countries of Sweden and Norway together, three times the size of Great Britain and Ireland, and nearly twice as large as France. He also said that the area of all the New England and Middle States was considerably less than that of Texas. Imagine such an extent of territory open to new settlers! A republic nearly eight times as large as the state of New York, nine times as large as the state of Ohio, and six times as large as all New England put together! There was no longer any surprise in my mind that the people who made up the government of Texas would be willing to give six hundred and forty acres to every man with a family who would settle there, when, within their boundaries, they had more than two hundred million acres. WHERE WE WERE GOING Talk of sheep raising, and giving two acres to each sheep! If, before father went away, I had been eager to own a sheep ranch in Texas, then certainly I was nearly wild with the idea after he returned, for from his stories I began to understand that one could ovvn WHERE WE WERE GOING 27 thousands upon thousands, and yet find ample room to feed them all. ' > We were not going, so it seemed, into the best por- tion of the republic for sheep raising, but rather into the northern part, while the finest grazing lands were on the western side, or in that oddly shaped piece which is called the "Panhandle." However, I was well satisfied if we could not have the best of the sheep-raising business, if only we might embark in it anywhere. Again I was contented because we were going into the northern part, rather than to the westward, owing to the stories father told of an enormous colony of Frenchmen which was being brought over the sea by a gentleman whose name was Castro. Mr. Henry Castro was a very wealthy Frenchman, who had been appointed by the Texan government as Consul General to France. Having been given a grant of land by the government, he agreed to bring over a large number of people from his native country, paying all their ex- penses of traveling, and lending each man sufficient money to set himself up as a ranchman. Already, it was said, he had seven hundred people on seven different ships which he had hired at his own cost, and these colonists would soon be set down in Texas to make their way as best they might with his assistance. 28 PHILIP OF TEXAS WHAT I HOPED TO DO I was only twelve years old, and already owned tweh'e ewes. Now I well knew from what I had heard sheep raisers say, that if I attended to my little flock properly, and if they met with no accident, it would be nothing marvelous if, at the end of nine years, when I should be twenty-one, my flock had increased to five thou- sand, or even more. Father had hardly finished telling mother and me of ^>^. what he had seen during his journey, before we began to make preparations for moving. Surely it seemed to CATTLE DRIVING 29 me we were likely to have good luck, for within eight and forty hours after he returned, a man came up from Baton Rouge to buy our plantation, having heard that father was suffering with the Texas fever. Within two hours after he showed his willingness to buy our land the bargain was made, a fairly large portion of the money paid over, and mother and I knew that within twenty days we should leave the home where I was born. CATTLE DRIVING Perhaps my heart grew just a bit faint when I learned that it would be necessary to drive all our cattle and sheep from Bohvar County into Texas, and that I was expected to do a large share of the work. Father thought that John, Zeba, and I should be able to keep the cattle on the road, for we were to follow the highway the entire distance, and he intended to hire three slaves from our neighbors to drive the mules which would haul all our household belongings. There was no question in my mind but that we would get along easily with the oxen and the cows. Father decided to harness most of the mules to three wagons, so they could be handled by the hired negroes ; but the question of how we would be able to get the sheep along worried me much. Whoever has had charge of such animals knows well that it is not a simple task to drive them over a strange country, however quiet they may 30 PHILIP OF TEXAS have been on feeding grounds with which they are acquainted. But no good could come from my worrying as to how we might get into Texas. I would soon know by experience. In fact, I had little time to concern my- self about anything whatsoever save the work on hand, because in order to be ready to leave the plantation within twenty days, all of us found plenty with which to occupy our hands. It really seemed to me as if Gyp knew exactly what we were planning to do, for he walked around at my heels day after day, with his tail hanging between his legs, as though ashamed that he was about to leave the United States for a new country, where he would see a flag which bore but a single star. HOW WE SET OUT 31 HOW WE SET OUT There was so much bustle and confusion on the plan- tation during the short time left to us that I hardly re- member how we made ready ; but I do know that we were finally prepared for the journey, and that John and Zeba set oft* with the cattle twenty-four hours before father, mother, and I left home, in order that the creatures might become somewhat accustomed to trav- eling by the time we overtook them. We had three wagons covered with heavy cloth, each drawn by six mules, and loaded with all our provisions, clothing, and such farming tools as we wanted to take with us. The other two mules were harnessed to the wagon in which father had made the journey to Texas, and in this mother was to travel, father riding with her when he was not needed elsewhere. My mother was a good horsewoman, and the hand- ling of two, or even four, mules would not have troubled her in the slightest. Therefore she said to me laugh- ingly when Gyp and I had gathered the sheep into one corner of the stable yard, read}^ to set off just be- hind the mule teams, that her part of the journey would be much like a pleasure trip, while to my share must come a goodly portion of dust and toil. Father had hired from one of the neighbors three of PHILIP OF TEXAS — X 32 PHILIP OF TEXAS his best negroes, who were to drive the mule teams, and who could be trusted to come back alone from Texas as soon as their work had been finished. So it was that we had in our party two grown white people, one boy, five negroes, and G}^p. I am counting the dog as a member of the company, for before we arrived at the West Fork of the Trinity River he showed himself to be of quite as much importance, and of even more service, than either the white or the colored men. A LABORIOUS JOTONEY John and Zeba managed to get along with the cattle very well ; but the drivers of the mule teams were not A LABORIOUS JOURNEY 33 so skillful in handling the animals as father had ex- pected, and the result was that he found it necessary to take the place of one or the other nearly all the time, thus leaving mother alone. Sometimes I led the procession; at other times I trudged on in the rear where the dust was thickest, running first on one side of the road and then on the other, to keep the sheep from straying, and suc- ceeded in holding them to the true course only by the aid of my dog, who had more sound common sense in that shaggy body of his than the brightest lad I have ever come across. Gyp was a willing worker, and a cheery companion at all times. He would run here and there regardless of the heat, and when the sheep were partly straightened up as they should be, come back panting, his red tongue lolling out, and look- ing up at me with a world of love in his big brown eyes, as if to ask why I was so solemn, or why I could not find, as he did, some sport in thus driving a flock of silly sheep to Texas. During the journey we halted wherever night over- took us, sometimes camping in the open and finding our beds in one of the wagons, or again herding our cattle in the stable yard of a tavern. As for food, we got it as best we could. When fortune favored us and we came upon a tavern, we had enough to satisfy our hunger, and in very many places 34 PHILIP OF TEXAS as good as we could have had at the old home in Bolivar County. At other times we ate from the store of provisions we carried, cooking the food by the roadside, while the sheep and the cattle, too tired to stray very far after so many miles of plodding, fed eagerly on whatever grass they were lucky enough to find. Gyp was my bedfellow, whether I slept in one of the wagons or at a tavern, and before we had crossed the Red River I found myself treating him as T would have treated a lad of my own age, and time and time again I thought to myself that he understood all 1 said to him. * KICKAPOO INDIANS 35 KICKAPOO INDIANS Before we left the old home I firmly believed we would meet with strange adventures on our long journey, and each morning when we set out, I driving the sheep, with G\p running to and fro to make certain my work was done properly, I felt convinced that before night came something out of the ordinary would take place. ^ftr«ttogl •Rcbipaan € Yet until we came near to Fort Towson I saw nothing more strange or entertaining than I might have seen on the banks of the Mississippi River, but when we 36 PHILIP OF TEXAS were within two miles or more of the fort, and the sheep and I were leading the way, we suddenly came upon a band of seven Kickapoo Indians, the first of the tribe I had ever seen. They were all mounted, no one of them wearing more clothing than the breech- cloth around his waist, and at least two of them armed with what I believed to be serviceable rifles. It was as if the fellows had come up out of the very ground, so suddenly did they appear. Although I could not have understood their language if any attempt had been made to open a conversation, it was plain to me that they intended to take possession of my sheep as well as of those belonging to father, while I did not doubt but that they would make quick work of me. FATHER COMES TO MY RESCUE It is more than likely that all my fears might have been realized had the remainder of our party been very far in the rear, for I believe the savages thought I was alone on the road, driving the flock to Fort Towson where it could be slaughtered ; but at the very moment when two of the most villainous of the party dismounted and came toward me with their rifles in hand, father and mother drove up in the two-mule team. Immediately the savages drew back until they had regained their horses, which were being held mean- while by the other members of the party. FATHER COMES TO MY RESCUE SI Father was out of the wagon in a twinkhng, with a pistol in each hand and coming rapidly toward me, shouting for those in the rear to hurry on, as if he had a large company at his back. The Indians did not wait to learn how strong we were in numbers, and more than likely they saw the cloud of dust in the distance which told of the coming of the cattle and the loaded wagons; perhaps they beheved it was raised by a troop of men, for without parley, and before one could have counted ten, they had wheeled 38 PHILIP OF TEXAS about and were riding at thfeir best pace in the opposite direction. So great was my relief of mind that I felt incHned to make light of the adventure, but was straightway sobered when father said gravely : — "There is much to be feared from those rascally Kickapoos. The only reason I have not already cautioned you often and very strongly is because I feared to alarm your mother. Do not take any chances if, when you are alone, you come upon such as those who have just fled, but seek safety in flight if possible. If you cannot escape, make ready for a desperate de- fense, and even when you are on our claim, have your weapons always ready for use." So intent had I been in planning what might be done in raising sheep, that the possibility of having trouble with the Indians never came into my mind ; but now that father had spoken as he did, I knew that beyond a doubt there was good reason for caution, if not for alarm. Straightway my thoughts went out into the future, as I asked myself how it would be possible, while herding sheep, to defend myself, for I well understood that only Gyp and I could be spared to play the part of shepherds. AU the others would be attending to the regular work of the ranch, and could not be ex- pected to give heed to me. THE ARRIVAL AT FORT TOW^OX 39 THE ARRIVAL AT FORT TOWSON I was Still turning this unpleasant prospect over in my mind when we arrived at Fort Towson, and then I began to believe the country of Texas was not all I had fancied. It was only reasonable for a lad like me to expect that at this fort I would find some- thing which resembled a fortification, and yet, so far *^^^. as could be judged from the outside, it was no more than the ordinary buildings of a ranchman. To be sure they were arranged in the form of a rectangle ; but their arrangement did not present a fortlike appear- ance to my mind. If there had been some sort of wall surrounding them, or even connecting them, one 40 PHILIP OF TEXAS to another, my imagination would have been better satisfied. Most of the buildings were two stories high ; the first story built of stone and the second of logs. The roofs were covered by shingles made of ''split" boards. As was to be expected, most of the doors and windows faced toward the inside of the fort ; however, much to my surprise, several opened outward. The garrison of this ranchlike fort consisted of two companies of troops. Several Mexicans, all wearing the same gaudy costumes that may be seen in every Spanish settlement, were loitering around the place. I saw also, in front of one of the buildings, some In- dians dressed in garments of fringed buckskin ; but after my exciting adventure of the morning, I was inclined to be suspicious of any savages, whether Kickapoos or not. Wondering that their presence could be tolerated around Fort Towson, I asked a soldier about the Indians and was informed by him that they were Delawares who were well advanced in the ways of civilization and who proved of great value to the garrison as scouts and interpreters. PREPARING FOR A STORM It was yet early in the afternoon when we came to this halting place. We had no reason to complain of our reception, for the man who appeared to be the PREPARING FOR A STORM 41 leader came out e\en before we were ready to enter any of the buildings and said, while John and Zeba were driving the cattle to what seemed good pasturage, that it would be better for us if we herded the stock inside the fort. This caused me some surprise, for I could see no rea- son why the cattle should not be pastured outside as long as they were near the fort. I fancy that father, also, was astonished at the man's advice. Seeing that we hesitated to follow his suggestion, the leader pointed to the dark and threatening clouds that were rolling up in the sky. "It's going to be a bad storm," he said. ''Your 42 PHILIP OF TEXAS cattle may be stampeded when the wind comes unless you have them corralled, and there is not time for you to get the wagons in position." Since early morning the air had been so calm that a feather would not have blown from a tree top, and the weather had been warm and sultry, so the cool- ness that would result from a hard thunderstorm would be most agreeable. I noticed that father ran to give orders for John and Zeba to turn the cattle into the fort, and as he went he shouted for me to herd the sheep there also. The man who had bidden us welcome aided me in the task, and more than that, for when the sheep were snugly inside, he ran back to tell the drivers of the wagons to get their mules unhooked and in a safe place before the storm came. THE STORM We had hardly more than finished before the dis- tant roaring of thunder could be heard and in a short time the wind and rain were upon us. I followed the Mexicans, who were hurrying into one of the buildings, and I noticed, as I went at full speed, that the mules and the cattle had turned tail to the storm of wind and stood with lowered heads. It was while I stood there striving to dr}^ my wet THE STORM 43 clothes before a small blaze, that the leader of the company came into the room. Joining me at the fireplace, he began to question me about our purpose in migrating into Texas. When he learned that my hopes were set on raising sheep, he told me many things about that part of the republic to which we were bound. He told me that, had we been going farther west into Texas toward the plains, we might have expected to encounter the terrible storms, called "northers." As I had never heard of them, he ga\'e me the following account. 44 PHILIP OP^ TEXAS TWO KINDS OF '' NORTHERS " The Texans divide the storms into what they call a dry, and a wet, norther. The dry ''norther" often comes after a suffocatingly hot day on the open prairies ; the first indications of the approaching storm are low-hanging, sluggish clouds drifting slowly here and there, in the west or the northwest. In a short time, with a roar not unhke thunder, an icy-cold wind springs up with all the vio- lence of a hurricane. The cold is intense and often causes a drop in temperature of from thirty degrees to seventy degrees within a few hours. There is no rain ; but a sort of mist hangs in the air, which soon gives way to a blue haze having an odor like the smoke from burning straw. These dry northers may continue fiercely for from twenty-four to forty-eight hours, then gradually die away in from twelve to eighteen hours, during all of which time the penetrating cold continues. After this the wind subsides and the air becomes balmy again. Wet northers are those which bring rain or sleet, and usually last twelve or fourteen hours without doing any particular damage, ending with a mild north or northwest wind. But the stock is likely to suffer from the storms, because of being wet with the sleet or rain, and then thoroughly chilled by that ice-cold wind. TWO KINDS OF ^'NORTHERS" 45 After the leader had finished his description, 1 ven- tured out long enough to make certain that my mother was comfortable. She had taken refuge in another building where were two women, both Mexicans, who appeared to be servants. With these my mother remained and dried her garments over a low pan of coals, until the rain had sub- ^^-Y ^^mm sided and the air had cleared. L^ T^^^^^^ I^ however, spent the greater part of the time in the building w^here I first found shelter. The hours were not wasted, for I had a strong desire to learn all I could about the countr\^ in which we were to make our new home. 46 PHILIP OF TEXAS HOW TURKEYS KILL RATTLESNAKES One of the Mexicans was a most talkative kind of per- son, and seeing that I was a tenderfoot from the cotton country, who had never before ventured away from home, undertook to amuse me by telhng stories, some #t ; V ii of which I beheved to be true, while others appeared extremely doubtful. When he made the statement that wild turkeys killed rattlesnakes, I set it down that he was drawing the long bow for my especial benefit ; but before I had lived in Texas six months I saw it done, and truly it. was interesting. DEER AND RATFLESNAKES 47 He said that he had seen, more than once, twelve or fifteen big gobblers dancing around in a circle, as if they were fighting. They gave no attention to him when he crept up quite near to them, and there saw in the midst of this circle a large rattlesnake, actually struggling for his life. The gobblers, one after the other, as if it had all been arranged beforehand, would spring high into the air and come down upon the snake, taking care not to get too near his head, and would strike him with one of their wings such a blow that the noise could be heard some distance away. Near by, as if they had no interest in what was going on, a flock of turkey hens might be feeding. As I have said, at that time I set it down as a fable, but more than once since then I have witnessed almost exactly such a fight, and never have I failed to see the rattlesnake killed. DEER AND RATTLESNAKES Another way of killing rattlesnakes, which the Mexi- can told about, was employed by deer, which, as we all know, will attack a snake whenever they come across one. He said that whenever a rattlesnake sees a deer coming, he seems to have a pretty good idea of what is in store for him, and at once loses courage. The snake coils himself up tightly, hiding his head PHILIP OF TEXAS — 4 48 PHILIP OF TEXAS beneath his body, as if understanding that it is of no use to struggle, and that he might better submit to martyrdom. The deer jumps up into the air, bringing all four feet together, and comes down with his sharp hoofs upon the coiled snake, cutting and mangling him until there is no longer any life in his long body. I have never seen anything of the kind ; but father says that he has heard of such killings again and again, and has no doubt whatsoever as to the truth of the story. Before the storm cleared away, but when the rain had so far subsided that one might venture out without fear of being drowned, a big wagon train came up MAKING A CORRAL OF WAGONS 49 toward the fort, evidently expecting to pass the night there. Then for the first time I saw those people who freight goods from the Missouri River down into Texas and Mexico form with their wagons what they call a corral. It was to me something well worth watching, even though I might have been more comfortable inside the building. MAKING A CORRAL OF WAGONS The train was made up of heavy wagons, each drawn by four yoke of cattle. When the first came up in front of the fort, the driver turned his team at an angle with the trail, bringing the oxen away from the fort and the rear end of the wagon toward it. The second wagon was w^heeled around within a short distance of the first, the intention of the team- sters being to halt the heavy carts in such positions that when all had arrived a circle would be formed, within which the cattle could be kept. On that side nearest the fort a passage between two of the wagons, five or six feet in width, was left open through which the oxen could be dri\xn after they had been unyoked. As soon as the cattle had been taken to where they might feed, heavy ropes were stretched across the opening, so that the four mules which had been driven by the owners of the train were actually fenced so PHILIP OF TEXAS in, and there was no need either to hobble or to make them fast with a picket Hne, for they could not make their way out between the wagons. It was all done in a way which showed that these people had been accustomed to making camp quickly so that they would have a place where they might corral the stock, and stand some chance of defending themselves against Indians. It was this precaution on the part of the teamsters which gave me yet more reason than I had on meeting the Kickapoos to understand that in this country ON THE TRAIL ONCE MORE 51 there were many chances that we might be called upon to battle for our lives. One of the drivers told me that, on the march, when a norther springs up, they always make a corral in this fashion, forming it sufficiently large to herd all the cattle within the circle. If they are not sharply looked after, the animals will take to their heels as if fright- ened out of their wits. Therefore people who are accustomed to such sudden changes in the weather are ever on the lookout lest their cattle be left where they may not readily be bunched. Oxen will become wilder through fear of a norther than they can be made through the shrieking and yelling of Indians who are trying to stampede them. ON THE TRAIL ONCE MORE On the second morning after our arrival at Fort Towson we set off once more, father and mother lead- ing the way in the. small mule cart, and I following behind the three wagons, while John and Zeba brought up the rear with the cattle, which, having had a welcome rest at the fort, were now traveling at a reasonably rapid pace, so fast, in fact, that Gyp and I had to urge the sheep along at their best speed lest we be overrun. Before the end of the first day's journey, so father said, we should cross the border line of the repubHc and be in Texas. 52 PHILIP OF TEXAS The way Jed through uninteresting country, fairly covered with woodland. About noon, we came upon quite an extensive clearing, where some settler had established himself and his family. Father left us long enough to ride up to the rude little cabin, at some distance back from the trail. When he returned he said that this was a cotton plantation owned by some mixed-blood Choctaws who had settled here a few years before. CROSSING THE RED RIVER They told father that we should soon reach the Red River, but that we would have no special difficulty in making the crossing, for there was a small ferry at the river owned and operated by an Indian. CROSSING THE RED RIVER 53 Early in the afternoon we came to the river. We could see the ferry moored to the farther side of the stream, but there was no Indian anywhere about. Father called and I shouted ; Zeba astonished us all by the shrill whistle which he made with his hands. Even G}np seemed to appreciate our predicament, for he ran up and down the river bank barking louder than he ever did before. When all this noise failed to arouse the ferryman, I began to despair of our ever getting across the river before night came on. Father, however, seemed to think that we wouldn't be delayed long ; and he gave directions to John and Zeba for getting the wagons into the position best suited for approaching the ferry. After an hour or so the Indian appeared and be- gan moving his boat over to our assistance. As it neared us, it seemed such a small affair that I felt sure he never could carry our large wagons across. But he did, and that, too, in a surprisingly short time. The next morning after we had crossed the Texas line we came upon the very thing in which I had the greatest interest, a sheep ranch, and I urged father to halt there for an hour or more that I might see how the animals were cared for here in this country, as compared with our manner of feeding and housing them in Mississippi. 54 PHILIP OF TEXAS A TEXAS SHEEP RANCH Save for the house in which the shepherds Kve, I saw very httle in the way of buildings for sheltering the stock. There were immediately around the dwelling (which, by the way, was made partly of rough stone and partly of logs of wood) twenty* or thirty small sheep pens, with cribs inside formed of rails loosely laid together, the whole looking as if some indolent person had decided to start in the sheep- raising busi- ness with as little labor as possible. The only person we could see on the ranch was a man who acted as cook. Fortunately for me, he appeared more than willing to answer the many questions I was eager to ask. In the first place, he told me, as others had, that the northern part of Texas was not adapted to sheep raising in comparison with the western, or the panhandle, section, but that the owners of the ranch were making a very profitable business out of it just at that time. They had four herders for about five thousand sheep. Each herder had a dog, and with his dog he remained out on the range month after month, being allowed so many lambs or sheep every thirty days for his own food. The two were supplied by the cook with the other things they might need, such as flour, a bit of bacon, and salt. . The wages paid at that time were only twenty dollars a month. THE PROFITS FROM SHEEP RAISING 55 THE PROFITS FROM SHEEP R.\ISING The cook had some marvelous stories to tell of the money that might be made in Texas by sheep raising, and among them was this : — A man for whom he worked had a flock of fifteen hun- dred sheep, which he let out to a herder on shares. He gave the herder one quarter of the wool, and one quarter of the increase in lambs ; he also furnished the salt, the sheep dip, and, of course, the herder's food. Here are the figures which the cook showed me set down in a greasy pocket book of his, and which he declared were absolutely true. The owner received for the wool, after the herder had taken his share, eight hundred dollars; the increase in lambs was eight hundred, which at even a dollar and a half amounted to twelve hundred dollars. Of this last one fourth went to the herder, leaving nine hundred dollars for 56 PHILIP OF TEXAS the increase. Thus the owner of the sheep received as a net profit from a flock of only fifteen hundred sheep seventeen hundred dollars, which is almost as well as he could have done in Mississippi. Even though I had not been bent on sheep raising be- fore we entered Texas, that story alone would have been sufficient to excite my desire to engage in it. It is true my twelve sheep would make a sorry showing by the side of fifteen hundred, but yet I was only twelve years old, and, as I had said to myself again and again, fortune must go against me exceedingly hard if by the time I had come to manhood I could not show more than fifteen hundred, even though the" beginning had been so small. father's land claim After seeing that sheep ranch and hearing the stories told of the money that might be made in the business, I was more eager than ever to come to that claim which father had staked out, so I might get my share of the flock in good condition whfle we were building our home, and there was no portion of the journey that seemed so long and so wearisome to me as the eight and forty hours after we left the ranch. Then we came to the location of our new home, and had it not been for that experience with the Kickapoos, I would have said that in such a spot a lad might live until he was gray- headed, with never a desire to leave. THE CHAPARRAL COCK 57 SPANISH MEASUREMENTS The claim was located, as I have said, on the West Fork of the Trinity River, but it must not be supposed that our land ran any very great distance along the stream, for the laws of Texas regarding the taking up of a homestead claim prohibited a man from occupying on the river bank more than a certain distance, that is to say, he could have one Spanish vara to each acre in a survey of three hundred and twenty acres, and three fourths of a vara per acre for all other surveys. You may be certain my father had taken all the land adjoining the stream which the law allowed him, and I was well pleased that we had such a large share of river frontage. I was wholly ignorant about Spanish measurements at the time we arrived, but since then I have fixed the tables in my head fairly well. A vara is a little over thirty- three inches; a labor is about one hundred and seventy-seven acres. Of course we reckoned our boun- daries in American measurements, but in all our re- lations with the Alexicans it was necessary to know of what we were speaking. THE CHAPARRAL COCK Father's claim was in a valley where was a large motte, or grove, of pecan trees. As we came up to the 58 PHILIP OF TEXAS place a bird called a chaparral cock looked down on me with what I fancied" was a note of welcome. It seemed to me a happy omen that the little fellow should have uttered his cry at the very moment my eyes rested upon him. His head was cocked on one side, and his black, beady eyes twinkled in a most kindly fashion, so that I hailed him as a friend and vowed that neither he nor any of his family should come to harm through me unless it might be that we were sorely pressed for food. But it did not appear to me probable we should ever be put to such straits as that of killing a bird who thus made us welcome. Father had already decided upon the location of the house, which was to be just south of the pecan trees, which would shelter us from any northern storms. The three wagons and the two-mule cart were therefore drawn up side by side at the very spot where he in- tended to build the dwelling, so that we might use them for lodgings until we had a better place. OUR FIRST XIGHT OX THE TRINIT\ 59 OUR FIRST NIGHT OX THE TRINITY The live stock were turned out that night to wander as they would. We had no fear of their straying, for since leaving Fort Towson all the animals had been pushed forward at their best pace, and every one was sufficiently weary to remain near at hand. Before darkness had come we learned that the little chaparral cock was not the only neighbor we were to have in our new home, for there came from the distance what sounded like screams of pain, and sharp, yelping barks. The hair stood up on Gyp's back, and he bared his teeth as if ready for a most desperate strug- gle, while I took good care to keep him close beside me 6o PHILIP OF TEXAS as I tumbled into the two-mule cart for my rifle, not knowing what danger threatened us. Then father laughed heartily and told me that the dismal, blood-curdling noises which I heard came from a pack of coyotes, or wolves, howling, perhaps in ex- pectation of getting supper. He predicted that we would soon become accustomed to such disagreeable noises, for there was little doubt but that these beasts would remain our neighbors until we could kill them off, or, at least, make them afraid of venturing near our clearing. A large part of the goods was thrown out of the wagons that we might spread our beds in comfort, for it was expected that we should live under the canvas cover- ings until we had built our house; the first work nec- essary was the setting up of some kind of shanty to serve as a cook room. That night, however, a fire was built in the open, and over it mother prepared the evening meal while father and I milked the cows. With smoking hot corn bread, fried bacon, bacon fat in which to dip the bread, and plenty of fresh milk, we had such a meal as tired emigrants could fully appreciate. STANDING GUARD If I imagined that all of us were to lie down in the wagons and take our rest on this first night after arriv- STANDING GUARD 61 ing at the Trinity, I was very much mistaken. Father made me forget all about sleep and rest, when he said that unless we kept sharp watch against the coyotes we were likely to lose several sheep before morning, and that it was necessary that at least two of us stand guard throughout the night. If only the oxen or the mules had been in danger, perhaps I would not have been so eager to shoulder my rifle and, in company with Zeba, tramp around and around the animals until midnight. As it was, how- ever, I did my duty faithfully, and when the night was half spent, father came out with John to relieve us. I was so weary that when I crawled into one of the wagons on to the soft feather bed, it seemed to me as 62 PHILIP OF TEXAS if my legs would drop from my body, and my eyes were so heavy with slumber that it was only by the great- est exertion I could keep them open. When next I was conscious of my surroundings, the rising sun was sending long yellow shafts of light be- neath the canvas covering of the wagon ; the little chaparral cock was calling out from the pecan motte near at hand, as if to assure me he still stood my friend ; while far away could be heard the shrieks, yelps, and barks of the cowardly wolves which had been sneaking around our flock of sheep all night. A TURKEY BUZZARD I came out of the wagon with a bound, determined that from this on until I had my flock of five thousand sheep, there should be no dallying on my part. As I started toward the A TURKEY BUZZARD 63 stream for a morning bath, a big black shadow came between me and the sun. Looking up, I saw for the first time a turkey buzzard, his black coat and red crest showing vividly against the sky as he flapped lazily in front of me to alight in the near vicinity of the chaparral cock. I was so super- stitious as to believe for the moment that the sudden appearance of this disagreeable-looking bird at the very moment when the little cock was bidding me good morning, threatened disaster to our scheme of making a home and to my plan of raising sheep. With the air fresh and bracing, the sunlight flooding everything with gold, and even with the dismal shrieks and yelps in the distance, it would have been a pretty poor kind of fellow who could have remained long disheartened, simply because a grumbling old turkey buzzard chanced to fly in front of him. The stream by the side of which I hoped to live for many a long year was not deep at this season, but clear as crystal, and just cool enough to give me the sensation of being keenly alive when I plunged in head foremost. I floundered about until I heard mother calling for me to hurry while the corn bread was hot, lest I lose my shgire, for both she and father were ravenously hungry. While we ate we decided where the cook camp should be put up and how we would care for the cattle, the sheep, and the mules whfle we were building our house. PHILIP OF TEXAS — s 64 PHILIP OF TEXAS In fact, very many plans were laid during those ten or fifteen minutes, some of which were carried out at once. PLANS FOR BUILDING A HOUSE As for the cook shanty, we were not inchned to spend very much time over it. Simply a shelter from the dew ?.nd the sun, where mother might be screened from the ^%J^^^ wind, so she could use the cookstove we had brought with us, was all we needed. Father intended to build a house of lumber, even though at that time he knew that he would be forced to pay anyw^here from twenty to thirty dollars a thou- PLANS FOR BUILDING A HOUSE 65 sand feet for cheap boards, and then haul them no less than two hundred miles. After he had told me about the lumber I asked in wonder and surprise if he counted on spending so much money, when we might build a house as the Mexicans do, of adobe brick, with no more timber in it than would serve to hold uj) a roof of mud. He laughingly replied that when we had made a saw pit, he would show me how we might get out our own building material, and said that I was to have a hand in the manufacture, for he thought I could do my share of the sawing when I was not looking after the cattle or the sheep. Before leaving home he had made arrangements to keep with us the three negroes whom we had hired in Bolivar County, until we were fairly settled. Therefore we had seven pairs of hands in this house building, which should put the work along in reasonably rapid fashion, even though five of the laborers were not skilled. We spent no more time at breakfast than was neces- sary for eating and for roughly sketching out the plans for the day's Avork. After this each set about his task. I drove the sheep a short distance away toward the farther end of the valley, where they could conven- iently get at the water and yet find rich pasturage ; John and Zeba picketed out the mules ; and father with the three negroes rounded up the cattle. 66 PHILIP OF TEXAS THE COOK SHANTY This done, we set about making a shanty by digging to the depth of two or three feet a space about three yards wide and four yards long, around the sides of which we set branches of pecan trees. We planted poles at the four corners so that we could use the wagon covers for walls and roof. When this rudest kind of rude building was so far finished that it would screen us from the wind, we set up the cookstove, and mother began what in Bolivar County she would have called her regular Saturday's baking. After this we put on a roof of canvas, pinning the whole down as best we might with large bushes, until we had a shed which would serve, but which was most crude looking. Although there was nothing on which we could pride ourselves in this first building, it had occupied us nearly the entire day, and I had no more than an hour in which to rest my weary limbs before it was necessary to stand guard over the sheep, lest the wolves carry off the beginnings of my flock. It was during this night, when it cost not only great effort, but real pain, to keep continually on the move lest I fall asleep, that I decided that at the very first opportunity I would build a corral. While our flock was so small, it would not be a very great task to THE COOK SHANTY 67 build a pen sufficiently large to hold the animals together, and at the same time shut out the wolves. There were enough large bushes, or trees, to provide me .3^.T^fe^ with the necessary material, and I decided upon the place where I would build a pen, figuring in my mmd how the work could be best done. Therefore, when father reheved me at midnight, I had in my mind's eye the first sheep pen put up on the 68 PHILIP OF TEXAS West Fork of the Trinity, and already in imagination was on the high road to prosperity. A STORM OF RAIN When another morning came, my dreams of what the future might bring me had become decidedly cloudy, for the rain was falling, not furiously, as in the case of a norther or a short-lived tempest, but with a steady downfall which told of a long spell of disagreeable weather, and I was not the only member of our party to come out from the beds in the wagons looking dis- heartened, and un- comfortably damp. At our old home in Bolivar County the first sound in the morning which usually broke upon m}^ ear was that of mother's singing as she prepared breakfast. On this day she was in our cook house, but working in silence. So, forgetting my own discomfort in the fear that something might have gone wrong with her, I asked A DAY OF DISCOMFORT 69 why I had not heard her morning song. In reply she pointed first to the heavens, and then to our stock of household belongings, which were strewn here and there where they had been taken from the wagons. To give her cheer, I tried to laugh, saying there was little among our goods which would come to harm because of the rain, and such as might be injured I would quickly get under cover. She replied in an injured tone that father had told her there were few rainstorms in Texas during the year. A DAY OF DISCOMFORT I ventured to jest with her, by saying most likely it had been arranged for our especial benefit, as we were newcomers in the country and needed -to be intro- duced to all varieties of climate. The light words failed to bring a smile to her hps. So, without loss of time, I set about carrying such of our belongings as might be injured by the rain to the shelter of the wagons, and had hardly more than begun the task when father returned, his face quite as gloomy as mother's. He tried to apologize for this sort of weather, and began by saying that from all he had learned during his first visit there was little danger that we should be visited by a very long storm. Even the negroes were out of humor, and although 70 PHILIP OF TEXAS the morning was not cold, all were shivering, and looked as if they had been taking a bath in the stream. I asked Zeba what had happened. In sulky tones he told me that while he had been rounding up the cattle and bunching them at the upper end of the valley, so that they would not stray too far /'///L on the prairie, he had been treated to a ^''^ veritable shower bath from the moisture on the bushes and the pecan trees. THINKING OF THE OLD HOME The chaparral cock was silent. Even the turkey buzzard had forsaken the pecan motte. The mules, THINKING OF THE OLD HOME 71 which I could see in the distance, were hanging their long ears dejectedly, and the cattle in a most forlorn manner stood humped up with their heads away from the wind. Only the sheep grazed with seeming con- tentment. When I went into the cook camp, in order to get my breakfast, I was thinking of the old plantation in Boli\^ar County, where, when it rained, we had good shelter instead of being homeless in the wilderness, as one might say. And surely we were in a wilderness, there on the banks of the Trinity, exposed to all the downpour, save 72 PHILIP OF TEXAS when we crawled into one of the wagons to shelter our- selves while mother continued her work. There is no need that I should say the breakfast was inviting, for my mother could cook the meanest of food in such a man- ner that it would appeal to one's appetite, yet we ate as if it were a duty rather than a pleasure to break our fast after so much watching. When the meal was ended, father set the negroes to gathering up the remainder of our goods that might be injured by dampness, and I, rather than remain idle when there was so much work to be done, took part in the task, until we had nearly everything sheltered. The only places of refuge against the storm were the miserable shanty we had put up so hastily and the small two-mule wagon in which father and mother had ridden. We were a mournful-looking company of emigrants, when, the last of the goods having been stowed away, we sat under one of the wagon bodies, while mother continued to work in the shanty regardless of the rain which came in through a hundred crevices. WAITING FOR THE SUN The negroes gathered about father and me, in order to take advantage of the shelter afforded by the wagon. We remained silent a full ten minutes before father strove to cheer our spirits by suggesting that a storm WAITING FOR THE SUN 73 at this season of the year could not last very many hours, and that by the following morning we should be rejoicing in the heat and the brightness of the sun. He was at fault in this prediction, however. During the remainder of the day we came out from the shelter now and then to make certain that the cattle, the mules, and the sheep yet remained within the valley, and then crept back once more to keep mournful silence, seldom breaking it, save when the meals were ready. The rain continued to fall steadily, and yet it was necessary we stand guard against the coyotes, who began to howl, and scream, and bark as soon as night came. No longer dreaming of making my fortune at sheep raising, I went off with Zeba just before darkness 74 PHILIP OF TEXAS covered the earth, to begin the weary march around and around our herd of cattle and flock of sheep. I was soon drenched to the skin, and wished that father had never been attacked by the Texas fever. I wondered during that long, wet, disagreeable time of watching w^here the other newly arrived settlers had begun to make homes in Texas. I knew that hun- dreds of families near us in Bolivar County, and from Kentucky and Missouri, had come into this republic of Texas, and it seemed, as I thought it over, most sin- gular that we had failed to meet w^ith any of them. The storm, the darkness, and the irritating calls of the coyotes had so worked upon my mind that I came to believe that all the stories we had heard of people who were to make homes in this new country had been false. It seemed to me that we were the only per- sons in the United States who had been so foolish as to venture across the Red River with wild dreams of fertile ranches and rapidly increasing herds of cattle or flocks of sheep. TOO MUCH WATER Three days passed before we again rejoiced in the light of the sun. During that time so much discomfort and actual danger had been met that I was sick at heart at the very sound of the name of Texas. Before the end of the second dav we had succeeded TOO MUCH WATER 75 in making the cook shanty nearly waterproof, by strip- ping all the wagons of their covers, and pinning the canvas down over the pecan branches. This left our goods exposed to the rain, and many of our belong- ings were necessarily ruined, although we took httle heed of that fact, if only it was pos- sible to give mother some degree of com- fort. On the morning of the third day the valley was dotted here and there with pools of water, showing that the soil had drunk its fill and refused to take in more. In order to move about in the valley, it was necessary at times to wade ankle-deep. The result was that father and I, as well as the negroes, were forced to wear garments saturated with water, since it would have been useless to put on dry clothes, for after an hour of tramping to and fro they would have been in the same wet condition. Yet we had no thought of real danger. There was in our minds simply the 76 PHILIP OF TEXAS painful idea that we must endure what could not be avoided ; we never dreamed that worse was to come. THE STREAM RISING Just before time for dinner on the third day I noticed that the sheep were making their way rapidly up out of the valley, and, fearing lest they might stra}' so far that it would be impossible to herd them before night- fall, I followed, leaving father and the negroes crouch- ing under one of the wagon bodies. To my surprise, when I had walked a few yards from TRYING TO SAVE THE STOCK 77 where we were encamped, I found the water in many of the pools nearly ankle-deep, and saw that the western side of the valley, that part farthest from the stream, was literally flooded. Strange as it may seem, neither father nor I had given any particular heed to the rising of the stream. There was in our minds, dimly perhaps, an idea that the amount of water had increased during this long storm, and we were not disquieted on seeing it come up to the height of the banks ; but now, being warned by the depth of water in the valley, I quite forgot the sheep for an instant, and ran back to where I could have a full view of the river. The flood was alread}^ overlapping the banks at the northern end of the valley, a fact which accounted for the quantity of water I had found while going toward the sheep, and I fancied it was possible to hear, far away in the distance, a roaring noise such as a water- fall might produce. TRYING TO SAVE THE STOCK Heedless of the fact that my twelve sheep were stampeded, I ran swiftly along the edge of the stream toward the wagons, shouting wildly that a flood was upon us. I was yet twenty or thirty yards distant when father came out to learn why I was raising such an alarm. 78 PHILIP OF TEXAS It needed but one glance for him to understand that we were in the gravest danger. Even while I ran, it was possible for me to see the river rising, rising, until what, at the moment I set off to herd the sheep, had been comparatively dry land, was being flooded so rapidly that before I had gained the wagons, they were standing a full inch deep in the water. Father ran hurriedly, with a look of alarm on his face, toward the cook shanty and shouted for mother to make all haste, to leave everything behind her, and to clamber into one of the wagons. Then, turning to the negroes, he literally drove them out from their shelter, ordering them to round up the mules without THE ANIMALS STAMPEDED 79 delay so we might hitch them to the wagons. It was not necessary that I should be told to obey this com- mand on the instant, even though it was not directed to me. I wheeled about, intending to turn the mules in the direction of the w^agons, leaving the slaves to bring up the harness, but while doing so, I saw that we were too late by at least three or four minutes, for the mules, having already taken alarm by the rising of the water, were making their way at a quick pace up the incline which led to the higher land, following directly behind the sheep. THE ANIMALS STAMPEDED Probably, if I had moved more cautiously, I might have circled around them, and thus checked their flight until the negroes could come up ; but I was so thoroughly alarmed by the rapid rise of the water and the ominous roaring in the distance, that I set off at full speed directly toward the animals, and in a twinkling they broke into a gallop, stampeding the sheep by plunging among them. As if this w^as not sufficient disaster, the cattle, which had been feeding fully a mile farther down the valley, now wheeled suddenly about in alarm, and set off over the ridge, bellowing with fear, their tails swing- ing high in the air. So unreasoning was I in the sudden fright which PHILIP OF TEXAS — 6 8o PHILIP OF TEXAS had come upon me, that I failed to realize it would be useless to pursue any of our live stock, until father shouted for me to turn back without loss of time. His voice, even though he was no more than two hundred yards away, came dimly to my ears because of the increasing roar in the distance, which sounded more and more threatening each instant. When I gathered my wits about me sufficiently to obey the command, I saw that he, with the negroes, was striving desperately to haul one of the hea\y wagons from the bank of the stream ; but so sodden with water was the earth that the wheels sank into the soft surface to the depth of two or three inches, and, struggle as they might, it could not be moved a single pace. SAVING OUR OWN LIVES 81 SAVING OUR OWN LIVES " Gather up the spare clothing, and take your mother with you !" father shouted as I came up to where the black men were standing dumbly by the side of the wagon they had so vainly attempted to haul. I cried out dully, grown stupid with fear, asking where I should go with mother ; but even while speaking, I had sufh- cient common sense remaining to pull out from among 82 PHILIP (3F TEXAS our belongings as many water-soaked garments as I could get my hands on. ''Go to the high land !" father shouted, and literally dragged mother out from her seat in the wagon, w^here she had been crouching since the water flooded the cook camp. She had her wits about her sufhciently to understand what father would have us do. Calling on me to follow, she took from my arms a portion of the burden and set off straight across that increasing flood of water in the direction taken by the animals. She realized that they, prompted by instinct, would lead the way to the highest point of land. Thus we two, mother and I, abandoned father and all our belongings, and it surely seemed as if we were leaving him to a terrible fate. I would have come to a full stop in order to urge him to follow us, but mother called out that I should not slacken pace. She said that he knew better than we what should be done, and that he would follow without loss of time. It seemed to me that we had no sooner gained the top of the bank, and from there the highest point of one of the prairie hills, when, looking around, I saw father and the negroes coming at full speed, as if fleeing from death itself. And this really was the case, as I saw a few seconds later. I would have run toward the edge of the valley in the hope of helping them, but mother held me back. A RAGING TORRENT 83 A RAGING TORRENT The roar of the coming flood was deafening. Father and the slaves were yet clambering up the side of the valley when I saw, coming down the channel of the river, a raging torrent which y^ bore on its surface trunks of trees such as would have dealt death to any one who might have been in their line of advance. On the waters were fragments of wood, bunches of enormous bushes, and I fancied now and then the body of an ox ; but it was all a scene of confusion, of noise, and of menace. 84 PHILIP OF TEXAS During perhaps ten seconds I felt certain father would be swept away by the raging stream which was lining the valley. The torrent swelled until the crest of the muddy waves swept against Zeba's legs, for he was the last of that Kttle company struggling to save his life. Not one moment too soon did father and the negroes gain the high land. They were hardly in safety when all our valley was filled with water, and I knew that beneath the flood was everything we owned in the world save the live stock. Father came swiftly on until he stood by mother's side, clasping both her hands. But he spoke not a word, and I realized that we had come from Bolivar County with all our belongings only to have them swept away, and that we were destitute. As I saw a huge pecan tree, tossing and rolling on the brown waves, I asked myself if such a monster could be thrown about like a straw,' what must become of our wagons in the valley ? A TIME OF DISASTER It was much like mockery to see the clouds break- ing away immediately after all the mischief had been done. Before we had been upon the high land ten minutes the clouds gave way here and there, until we could see a glint of the sun. The rain ceased falling, and he would have been a poor weather prophet indeed A TIME OF DISASTER 85 who could not have foretold that the long storm had come to an end ; but, as I said bitterly to myself, it had brought with it the end of all our dreams. The cattle, mules, and sheep had stampeded. Far away in the distance I could see that little flock of mine, and yet farther beyond them, barely to be distinguished by the naked eye, were the cattle. The mules had disappeared entirely, and I, who was ignorant of a ranchman's work, beheved for the moment that we had seen the last of every head of stock and that we could never round them up again. I looked to see father overwhelmed with sorrow, and. 86 PHILIP OF TEXAS therefore, great was my surprise when I heard him say cheerily : — ''It is well that we had this experience early in our Texan life, else the disaster might have been greater. Now we know it would be in the highest degree unwise to build our home in the valley, for if the stream rises in flood once, it will again, and we might lose our lives. It will not require any great length of time for us to make good the damage that has been done." It almost vexed me that he should speak so lightly of what seemed to me a disaster which could not be repaired. When I asked how matters might possibly be worse, he replied laughingly that we were still alive, our stock would not stray so far but that we could soon herd them up, and there were many things in the wagons which would not be seriously harmed by the wetting. To this day I am inclined to believe he put the best face possible upon the matter, so that mother might not grieve, and certainly his cheery words helped us all. What was more to the purpose, the fact that he set each one some task to perform prevented us from dwelling upon the possibilities of the future. THE FLOOD SUBSIDING The storm had cleared away like magic ; within half an hour from the time our vallev was flooded and the THE FLOOD SUBSIDING 87 rain had ceased falling, the sun was shining brightly. The waters were no longer rising, and I did not need father to tell me they must, as a matter of course, subside quite as quickly as they had come. Already I fancied that the tide was falling and that the torrent swept past with less force. I would have stood idly watching it, but that father insisted I should go with him and the negroes to a motte of pecans a short distance away, there to set about putting up a shelter for mother's comfort. It was well we were forced to work to the utmost of our power, and so we did. When night came, mother at least had a shelter over her head. The black men 88 PHILIP OF TEXAS and I were content to lie down anywhere beneath the thick bushes, and there we slept soundly as if no disaster had overtaken us. There was no need of standing guard against the wolves, for we no longer had anything save ourselves to watch over. When I expressed my fear that the wolves might kill the greater number of our sheep, father insisted that there was more than a possibility that all the flock would be found ; and he promised that if any were killed during the night, he would make my loss good from his own share of the flock. A JACK RABBIT When I awoke the first rays of the sun were falling through the leaves of the bushes upon my face. A jack rabbit, his long ears flapping comically as he humped across the prairie, stopped when he was nearly opposite the motte of pecans to wonder who these people were, who had come to disturb him. This was the first object to meet my gaze, and however great might have been the sorrow in my heart, I could not have kept from laughing long and loud at the ridiculous creature. I soon saw, however, that his clownish appearance was not to be counted strongly against him, for, startled by my rising quickly, he darted away with the fleet- ness of a deer. I question whether, if my rifle had been A JACK RABBIT S9 at that moment in my hands ready for use, I could have done more than take aim before he was out of sight among the bushes. Then came a cheery good morning, as I interpreted it, from a chaparral cock, and I fancied it was the same fellow who had welcomed us to the valley. Following r\v^^ t^^^^^^M^.s this friendly morning greeting came the screaming of a bird which I afterward knew was called a killdeer. I was wondrously cheered by the sight and sounds of life around. 90 PHILIP OF TEXAS REPAIRING DAMAGES Then came the work of the day, the first for me being to build a fire, even though there was nothing to be cooked. It had been my duty at home in Bohvar County to per- form this service, and unwittingly I did it then, not remembering the fact that all our provisions were at the bottom of that brown flood. Mother asked, as she came out from her poor shelter, why I thought it neces- sary to start a blaze. I looked dumbly back at the valley which we had left in such haste, and to my surprise saw the tops of the wagons just appearing above the surface of the water, so rapidly had the torrent subsided. Father said laughingly, as if it was a matter which amused him exceedingly : — "We will wait for breakfast until we can get a side ROUNDING UP THE LIVE STOCK 91 of bacon from one of the wagons, unless you, Philip, are inclined to dive beneath the water for one." It was evident we were to have little to eat during that day if we depended upon rescuing anything eatable from the flood. So I suddenly determined that I would not be outdone by father in cheerfulness and proposed that John go with me in search of the cattle. ''I am thinking all of us must take a hand in that work," father said. Then turning to mother, he asked if she would be wilhng to remain there among the pecan trees alone while we roamed the prairie in search of the cattle. It was a useless question, for my mother was a woman who always stood ready to do that which came to her hand, regardless of her own pleasure or inclination. ROUNDING UP THE LIVE STOCK We set off at once, hungr}^ as we were, on what I thought would be a useless journey. I was prepared to tramp all day, if necessary, without getting sight of a single animal belonging to us, and yet, greatly to my surprise, an hour before noon we came upon the entire flock of sheep with never a one missing. They were feeding as peacefully as if they had been herded b\' a better shepherd than I ever claimed to be. Gyp, who had kept close to my heels from the time the 92 PHILIP OF TEXAS waters first came down upon us, now seemed to recover his spirits. For the first time since we had been forced to fiee for our lives he gave vent to a series of joyful barks, running around and around the flock as if he had been ordered to do so. Father proposed that Gyp and I return with the flock to where mother w^as waiting, while he and the ^ negroes continued in search of the cattle and mules. Against this I was not inclined to make any protest, for it had worried me not a little be- cause she was alone, although I failed to understand how any harm could come to her. When the after- noon was about half spent, the negroes that father had hired as mule drivers came in with all our herd of oxen and cows. They re- ported that father, with John and Zeba, had kept on, having seen the mules far away in the distance, and it was reasonable to suppose they would return to us \ ^Af [^^jlgM THE FIRST Mi:AL AFTER THE FLOOD 93 before night had set in. This they did not do, however, and mother and I were troubled because of their absence, yet we could do nothing but sit there, idly watching the sheep and gazing down now and then into the valley to mark the ebb of the waters. THE FIRST MEAL AFTER THE FLOOD Half an hour before sunset, when the wagons stood out plainly in view, with the flood hardly more than up 94 PHILIP OF TEXAS to their axles, I called upon the negroes to follow me, and we set out to look among our belongings for some- thing to eat. After searching about we came upon a side of bacon, which looked but little the worse for its long bath, save that it was coated in a most unpleasant fashion with mud. Thinking it impossible for us to find any other thing in condition for eating until after it had been well dried, we turned to the grove of pecans with our small prize. I built a fire near where mother's shelter of branches and leaves had been set up. Then from the near-by bushes I cut twigs which would serve as forks to hold the meat in front of the blaze. After this I carved the bacon with the knife from my belt, and mother broiled sHce after slice, the savory odor causing me to realize how exceedingly hungry I was. We ate heartily, almost greedily. When our hunger had been partly satisfied, we sat down to await the coming of father, speculating upon his prolonged ab- sence, until we had imagined that all sorts of evil had befallen him. WAITING FOR FATHER He who crosses a bridge before he comes to it, or, in other words, the man or the lad who looks into the future for trouble, proves himself to be foolish, for all WAITING FOR FATHER 95 the worry of mind one may suffer will not change events by so much as a hair's breadth. If mother and I had remained there talking of this thing or of that which had happened in Bolivar County, ^"0^ and not looking out across the prairie wath the idea that {p > harm had befallen father, ■J^ then the evening might have been a pleasant one ; but in- stead, we were almost dis- tracted with fear, until about midnight, when the tramp- ling of hoofs in the distance told us that the mules had been rounded up. It seemed strange to me, PHILIP OF TEXAS— 7 96 PHILIP OF TEXAS when father and the negroes came into camp, bringing the mules with them, that in the stampede we had not lost a single animal. Every ox, cow, mule, and sheep that had been with us in the valley before the flood was now returned and herded in front of the pecan motte as peacefully as though nothing had occurred. But not far away we could hear the snarling, shriek- ing, and barking of the coyotes which served almost to make it seem as if that flood had been no more than a disagreeable dream. That night the hired negroes and I stood watch. Father, John, and Zeba had traveled so far afoot, and were so weary that I could not have the heart to rouse them when it came time for our relief from duty, and so we paced around the herds and flock until daylight. When the first rays of the sun glinted afl the foliage around us with gold, it was possible for me to look down into the valley from which we had fled, and get some slight idea of the misfortune that had overtaken us. Because of the weight of the wagons, and owing to the fact that they were heavily laden with farming tools and such things as would not float, they had hardly been disturbed. Also, owing, I suppose, in a great degree, to their being sunk so far in the mud after the first onrush of the torrent, they had not been knocked about to any extent. RECOVERING OUR GOODS 97 RECOVERING OUR GOODS x\s a matter of course everything, including the grass, was covered with mud ; but the water, except here and there where it stood in small pools on the surface, had retreated to its proper place between the banks, and there was nothing to prevent us from caring for our goods. Mother cooked all that was left of the bacon, after which, with hunger still gnawing at our stomachs, we went down to set our belongings to rights, and a weari- some day It was. 98 PHILIP OF TEXAS The harness of the mules had been swept down- stream so far that we did not come upon any portion of it until the day was nearly done. Therefore, we could not make any effort toward dragging the wagons to the hard ground, but were forced to carry in our hands every article which it was necessary to spread out upon the clean grass to dry. About nightfall, after having found enough harness for one team of mules, we succeeded in getting a single cart up to where mother's camp had been made. Then it began to look as if we had really taken possession of this portion of Texas, for all around were spread clothing, bedding, household furniture, farming tools, and this thing and that which went to make up the cargo we had brought from Bolivar County. The wagon covers which had been spread over our cook camp had floated down the stream beyond the possibihty of our finding them before another day. Therefore, that night, my mother slept once more in her shelter of branches and leaves ; father and I made a bed for ourselves in the water-soaked wagon ; and the negroes, or such of them as were not on duty guarding the cattle, lay down on the ground beneath it. SETTING TO WORK IN GOOD EARNEST From this on we had plenty with which to occupy our hands as well as our minds. There was ever the SETTING TO WORK IN GOOD EARNEST 99 necessity of keeping the cattle rounded up, the sheep herded, and the mules from straying, and all this was the more difficult because they were now on the prairie instead of in the valley. Father was determined that his first work in this new country should be the building of a house, and very shortly after the flood subsided, I understood what he meant, when he spoke of my taking a hand in getting out the lumber. First, as a matter of course, we hauled the other wagons out of the valley, making a small corral with them near the pecan motte where we had decided to loo PHILIP OF TEXAS build a home. Then we hunted during a full day along the banks of the river for such of our belongings as had been carried away by the flood, and found everything of value before the search was ended. Two of the negroes were told off to guard the flock and the herd, either father or I keeping a sharp eye on them meanwhile, lest they should neglect their duties. After the ground plan of our house was staked out, father blazed such of the trees as he decided must be felled in order to provide us with lumber. The negroes were set at work cutting these down, while father made his preparations for that sawmill which amused me before it was finished, and caused my back and arms to ache sorely before it had fully served its purpose. SAWING OUT LUMBER Perhaps you may not be able to understand how we could convert the trunks of trees into lumber without a sawmill, nor did I at first ; but, as I have said, I soon came to have a very clear and painful idea of how it might be done. First a deep trench eight or ten feet long, and perhaps four feet wide, was dug in the prairie near where the trees had been felled. At either end of this trench, standing perhaps three feet above the surface, was a scaffolding of small timbers. SAWING OUT LUMBER lOI When the first tree was down and had been trimmed of its branches, all hands were called to raise it up on these two scaffolds, and there it lay, each end pro- jecting four or five feet beyond the uprights. Directly over this, at one end, was a small, movable platform, as I may call it, constructed of the trees which could not be used for building purposes, and of such a height that he who stood upon it would be no less than three feet above the log which lay upon the scaffolding. I02 PHILIP OF TEXAS When this was done, father brought out from our belongmgs a long saw, such as we of Bohvar County called a crosscut. It had long teeth which were set up at wide angles, so that it would make a broad cut without being in danger of binding between the sides of the log. This saw was perhaps six feet long, and provided with a handle at each end projecting out on both sides of the blade in such a manner that one could seize it with both his hands. Then I began to have a very good idea of how timber might be produced without a mill, for father, directing me to stand in the pit while he took his station on the platform above, made the first cut with the saw. After it had fairly been started in the groove I was called upon to work at the lower end of it, alternately pushing and pulling, while father did the same. Thus the sharp teeth were forced through the wood, slowly to be sure, but none the less steadity, and as we cut board after board the log was pushed for- ward or pulled back on the scaffolding so that we might not cut into the scaffolds. You may well fancy that I was not much pleased at thus being forced to do my share in getting out material for the house. LABORING IN THE SAW PIT Sheep herding is none too pleasant a task; but as compared with this hand sawmill of ours it seemed LABORING IN THE SAW PIT 103 like positive pleasure. I said to myself that I would never again complain of the hardships of herding a flock on no matter how large a range, because the memory of this method of working out lumber would always remain fresh in my mind. I was not in the pit very many hours during the day. One of the negroes was called to take my place at inter- vals ; but we could not well trust this work, rough and arduous though it was, to the black men because of their carelessness. Once, when we left two of them alone while father and I helped mother with the family washing at the bank of the creek, we found that the stupid fellows, instead of sawing the board the same thickness all the way along, had made it thin in one place and thick in another, until it was practically useless for building purposes. I04 PHILIP OF TEXAS WILD CATTLE Before we had worked out by this slow process all the lumber that would be necessary for making our home, we were surprised to find that our herd of cattle had been increased by three handsome beasts, two cows ■/ 1^ and a bull, black as coals, ^^'^"^X. with glistening, long, white horns. They suddenly appeared among our herd, causing me, who first discovered them, the greatest pos- sible surprise. It seemed almost like some work of magic that we should have gained these fellows without raising a hand. Thinking that they might be branded, as is the custom in Texas, I tried to come near enough to find out, but I soon understood that I might as well have tried to make close acquaintance with the shiest antelope that ever crossed the prairie. These cattle were so wild that at the first sight of A DISAGREEABLE INTRUDER 105 a man they would toss up their horns, bellow, and set off across the country with their tails raised high as a signal of danger, putting the very spirit of mischief into our cattle. After making two or three vain attempts to come up with them, I realized that unless I would take the chances of stampeding our whole herd, I must leave them alone. When I told father of the wonderful discovery that we had grown the richer by three cattle, he treated the matter very calmly and explained the seeming mystery by saying that we were not the only persons who had found additions to their live stock, for during his first visit to Texas he had heard much concerning such cattle. During the years from 1834 to 1836, when the Mexi- can army was retreating, the Indians ravaged the country between the Nueces and the Rio Grande to such extent that the Mexicans, owners and herdsmen, abandoned their stock ranches, leaving behind them large herds of cattle which could not be carried away save at great risk, and these beasts had since then multiplied rapidly. A DISAGREEABLE INTRUDER The officers of the Texan army had been accustomed to send mounted men into the abandoned country, io6 PHILIP OF TEXAS driving out the cattle for the use of the army and thus supplying the troops with meat at no other expense than that of searching for it, until there were no longer large herds to be seen. Now and then, however, as in our case, a ranchman would suddenly find three or four, or pos- sibly a dozen, among his own herd. Father was not much pleased at this addition to his stock, for those black fellows were so wild, having ranged the coun- try as they willed during eight or ten years, that they played the mis- chief with the tame cattle, as I had already seen. At the shghtest cause of alarm, they would set off in mad flight, and thus stampede the quietest herd that was ever rounded up. "To-morrow we will shoot that bull," father said, "if it can be done without making too much trouble among our own cattle. Then perhaps the cows will ODD HUNTING 107 quiet down a bit, and find it more agreeable to behave themselves than to run races across the prairie without cause." Half an hour before daylight next morning father and I, with plenty of ammunition, set off alone to do our best at cutting the wild bull out from the herd, and ending his career with a rifle ball. We left our camp,' without waiting for breakfast, believing in our ignorance that the hunt would not be long; but very shortly after it began we under- stood that we had more of a task on our hands than had been anticipated. To get within rifle shot of the herd seemed for a long time an impossibility. No sooner would we come in sight of the animals than up would go their tails and away across the prairie all the cattle would dash as if suddenly grown wild. ODD HUNTING Then it was necessary to creep up on them, stalking the huge creatures as carefully as we might have hunted deer ; but so wild were they that the least incautious movement when we were creeping through the grass, wriggling along like snakes, would provoke a snort of terror, and away the whole herd would go again. More than once I urged father to turn back, saying we might drive our own cattle entirely across the re- io8 PHILIP OF TEXAS public of Texas, and finally lose them, if we continued our efforts. I pointed out to him that already we were at least five or six miles from home and had not had our breakfast ; but he replied grimly that if we would save our own stock, it was necessary to put an end to the career of that black bull, who seemed pos- sessed by the spirit of mischief, or the tame cattle might grow so wild it would be impossible to herd them. We made our way slowly at times, and again we ran swiftly if there was no danger of being seen by the beasts, for not less than fifteen miles, when we came to A SUPPLY OF FRESH MEAT 109 a pecan grove in which we hid ourselves, with the idea of resting from the exertion of the chase. While we sat there concealed by the foliage, the very animal we were so eager to kill led the herd directly toward us. He kept on feeding leisurely twenty or thirty paces in advance of the others, and snifEng the air with each mouthful. Fortunately for us the wind was blowing directly from him toward the pecan motte, and therefore he failed to scent any danger. On he came, slowly at first, as handsome a beast as I ever saw. When he had ventured thus unsuspiciously within perhaps half a rifle shot, father whispered to me that I should take careful aim, either at the bull's neck or just behind the fore shoulder, and when he gave the signal, I was to fire. It seemed to me that the two shots rang out at the same instant, for they sounded like one, and the black bull pitched forward on his knees as if struck by lightning. A second later he had rolled over dead, and the work was finished, save the walk of fifteen miles before it would be possible to satisfy our hunger. A SUPPLY OF FRESH MEAT We covered the carcass with the branches of the pecan trees as well as possible, in order to keep the wolves and the turkey buzzards away, for even though we no PHILIP OF TEXAS had been here but a short time, I had learned that any- thing eatable left exposed on the prairie, particularly fresh meat, would soon be devoured by the noisy coyotes or those unwholesome-looking birds. Then we set out on our return to the home camp, leaving the cattle to recover from the fright caused by the report of our rifles as best they might. "JERKING" BEEF iii When we arrived, at about three o'clock in the after- noon, father set one of the negroes to harnessing two mules to the small wagon, and announced that I was to go back mth a couple of the men to bring in our game, for we could not well afford to lose so much fresh meat. The day had been a long one before I found oppor- tunity to crawl into my bed, for it was near midnight when we got back with the carcass of the bull. When I opened my eyes next morning, I remembered the saw pit, believing I must spend another day at the slow task of making boards and joists from green wood, but father was at work cutting the carcass of the bull into thin strips, while John and Zeba were building a httle scaffold on the prairie a short distance from mother's shelter. "jerking" beef This was the first process towards "jerking" beef, or, in other words, drying it in the sun, a method of pre- serving meat which I fancy has come down to us from the Indians. Before the morning was spent I dis- covered that there are more disagreeable tasks than that of pushing a crosscut saw up and then pulling it down. Before all the meat had been cut into thin ribbons and hung on the scaffolding, we were covered with blood, PHILIP OF TEXAS — 8 112 PHILIP OF TEXAS and on the topmost branches of the pecans sat a dozen or more of those miserable turkey buzzards, awaiting an opportunity to come down and eat what was left of the carcass. It was necessary to keep as close a watch over those birds as we did over the wolves, else all our labor would have been speedily de- voured. When there was an op- portunity for a much-needed bath, father allowed no more than two of us to go into the •stream at a time, obliging the others to remain where they might stand guard over the meat. When night came, the ribbons of flesh were not wholly cured and we found it necessary to gather them up and store them in one of the wagons lest the dew spoil the flesh ; in the morning we hung all the thin strips out again, standing over them jealously. It seemed to me just then as if all our days and nights in Texas were to be spent standing guard over some- SEARCHING FOR THE CATTLE AGAIN 113 thing. During the night we were forced to watch lest the wolves devour our sheep, and during the day we had to keep a careful eye over the turkey buzzards who seemed on the verge of starvation all the time. In addition to this labor, it was necessary to perform the regular work on the ranch, and thus it may be seen that we did not have much time for idhng. SEARCHING FOR THE CATTLE AGAIN The next day father sent out two of the negroes to search for our cattle, believing it would be useless for us to make any attempt at herding them until after they had had ample time to quiet down from the alarm caused by the chase and the killing of the bidl. The black men were absent from the camp twenty hours before coming back with all the herd, and to have heard these negroes complain, one might have thought that they had walked a full hundred miles. According to their story they traveled a long, long distance before coming upon the herd, and then they found it ex- tremely difficult to drive the beasts in toward the Trinity River, because the two wild cows made every effort to stampede the herd whenever the negroes came in sight. Perhaps I do not need to set down in detail all that we did during this first season on the Trinity, but I ^vill tell what we accompUshed. 114 PHILIP OF TEXAS OUR NEW HOME First, and next to the raising of sheep, the most im- portant matter to me was the building of the house. This we did, working at odd times when not engaged in planting, and seeing to ^ "J^^IM^Ml. it that never an hour was wasted, either by ourselves or by the negroes. When the work was finished, truly we had a building of which to be proud, for this new home seemed quite as fine as the one we had left in Bolivar County. It was built throughout of sawed lumber ; the roof was made of a double thickness of boards, and the PLANTING, AND BUILDING CORRALS 115 crevices on the sides of the house covered with the first strips taken from the trunks of the trees, with the bark still remaining; but this did not, in my eyes, detract from the general appearance of the whole. Perhaps it was because I had labored so hard and so long on this home of ours, that it appeared so beauti- ful in my sight. At all events, it was most convenient, as even mother admitted. We had one room on the front, overlooking the river, and back of that a store- room and a kitchen, which, if not exactly fit for a king, served our purposes very well. In the loft, which of course was directly under the roof, we had our beds, mother, father, and I. Just behind the building, or, I should say, on the other side of the pecan motte, w^as a small hut built of round logs for the two negroes. We had sent back on foot those men whom father hired to drive the teams ; therefore when our house w^as finished and the season at an end, only John and Zeba remained to aid in the labor of the ranch. PLANTING, AND BUILDING CORRALS We had planted no less than three acres of corn and potatoes, all of which promised a bountiful harvest, and gave token of yielding two or three times as much as we could have hoped for on the richest of the Mis- sissippi bottoms. ii6 PHILIP OF TEXAS In addition to the dwellings, we had built a large pen for the sheep, made of thick bushes stuck so firmly into the ground that the coyotes would not dare at- tempt to force a passage through. We also had smaller pens for the sheep with lambs, perhaps a dozen or more of them; for, as you know, the mother sheep .^^^-/^ very often (^ 'f ^' Al will not take kindly to her young, and it is necessary either to tie her up, or put her in some small inclosure with the little fellow, during two or three days, until she becomes acquainted with him and is willing to admit that he belongs to her. During the season the last work done by the negroes BAR-0 RANCH 117 was the splitting of rails. With these and with the wagons, we made a corral for the mules, where they could be inclosed at night, or whenever there was promise of a storm which might stampede them. For heavy wind storms came, as it seemed to me, very often. BAR-O RANCH As for the oxen and cows, they were still allowed to roam over the prairie. We could not well provide them with a corral, because , .yiit cattle often feed at night, ^ ^~"^'^^ V-^>f)V/\-^ and must have plent> "^ite* room in which to roam ; but we took good care that they were branded, father using as his mark a big letter O with a line drawn across the middle. ii8 PHILIP OF TEXAS Because of this brand I decided we would call our new home the Bar-0 Ranch, and to-day I venture to say- it is as well known in the state of Texas as any other, even though we may not number our cattle by the thousands, as do the more wealthy cattle raisers. During all that season we had but two visitors, and' how they chanced to stray down our way so far off the trail I was curious to learn. They were Mexicans, each driving a cart of home manufacture, which was the oddest contrivance I had ever seen. AN ODD CART The wheels are about seven feet high, made of three pieces of plank perhaps three inches thick, the middle one being the widest, and the two outsides quite narrow, the whole being rounded into the shape of a wheel. The axle on which it is hung, for the carts are built somewhat after the fashion of a gig, is nothing more than a straight stick of timber with the ends rounded off to fit into holes cut through the center of the wheels. On this axle, fastened to it by wooden pins and strips of rawhide, is the body of the cart, formed of timbers no less than three or four inches square. The tongue, to which the oxen are yoked, is only a straight piece of heavy hickory bound to the axle with thongs and pins in the most awkward manner possible. AN ODD CART 119 Take it all in all, it is as heavy, as ill-contrived, and as odd a vehicle as one can imagine. Because of its exceeding great weight, the Mexicans cannot carry very heavy loads, and, because there are no hubs to the wheels and because the owners of the carts use little or no grease, it is possible at times to hear the creaking of the huge wheels a mile or more away. If a Mexican cart is an ill-looking contrivance, then surely the yoke for the oxen fully matches it, for it is nothing more than a piece of timber, the edges rounded somewhat so they may not chafe the animals' necks, I20 PHILIP OF TEXAS laid directly behind the horns, and lashed there firmly with thongs of rawhide. It is made fast to the tongue of the cart in the same awkward manner. It must cause the beasts much discomfort, and certainly the strongest oxen are unable to pull half as much of a load as wdien a yoke with a smooth bow is properly adjusted around the necks. THE VISITORS These Mexicans, who were driving two oxen to each cart, claimed to be going to Fort Towson after cer- tain goods which were to be left there for them ; but I doubted the statements made, as did father, for they had their un- wieldy vehicles partly filled with packages five or six feet long, wrapped in what looked like tow cloth, and we afterward learned that these were ZEBA'S CURIOSITY 121 probably muskets being sent to the northern border to be sold to the Indians. These strangers were decked out in most fanciful costumes, Avith scarf -like blankets of gaudy colors thrown over their shoulders, simply by way of orna- ment. They could speak only a few words of EngHsh, making their wants known mostly by gestures. They asked if they might make camp near our house. Such a request was not to be refused, for they might ha\'e done as they pleased. Father would not have had the heart to drive them away, for the prairie, even though staked out as a homestead, is free to all travelers. zeba's curiosity That evening Zeba's curiosity, like my own, was aroused by the sight of those bundles in the carts, which seemed heavy, as could be told when the Mexicans unyoked the oxen. He therefore loitered around try- ing to find an opportunity of learning what was inside the wrappings of tow ; but before he succeeded in get- ting his hands on one of the packages, the Mexican drove him away with threats that I fancy would have been blood-curdling had we understood the Spanish language. Their behavior toward Zeba, who thus far had done no more than stand idly by the side of one of the carts looking in, as a negro will w^hen his curiosity is aroused. 122 PHILIP OF TEXAS caused father to suspect that there was something wrong with the men, and that their approaching Fort Towson by way of the West Fork of the Trinity was not an accident, but rather done by design, that they might avoid the beaten Hnes of travel. Therefore during the night that they remained in camp near us, both he and I stood guard, for while we had not heard very much concerning the troubles with Mexicans and Indians which the settlers on the western border were having, we knew the people of Mexico had no good will toward us who came from the States; although why that should have been the case I have never succeeded in learning. SUSPICIOUS BEHAVIOR 123 POSSIBLE TREACHERY On thinking it over, there appears to be good reason why the natives should be the enemies of those who have settled in Texas, for this republic was forcibly taken from the Mexican government at the cost of much bloodshed, and it would be strange indeed if they looked upon us in a friendly manner after that. Even if they had not had so much territory taken from them, the Mexicans surely had good reason for unfriendliness w^hen they remembered the battle of San Jacinto, to say nothing of the other engage- ments which gave independence to the republic of Texas. Father has always held that when the Comanche Indians overran Texas in 1840, they were urged on by the Mexicans, who hoped to get back their territory, and perhaps believed that the savages would work such ruin to the republic as to make it easily conquered. SUSPICIOUS BEIL4VI0R Under pretense of guarding against the coyotes, and preventing the cattle from straying, father and I moved here and there in the vicinity of the house dur- ing the entire night, and I took note that one or the other of those teamsters was on the alert whenever we came near them, which fact caused father's suspicions 124 PHILIP OF TEXAS vA^^^VIll to increase rather than diminish, and we were thankful indeed when, at an early hour next morning, they took their departure. Five or six weeks later, however, when we had fairly good proof that they were carrying muskets and, perhaps, ammunition to the Indians in order that an attack might be made on us settlers, father regretted that he had not demanded to know what the fellows had in their carts. When I asked him what he would have done if he had discovered that they were carrying weapons, he said most emphatically that, knowing the Indians on GYP'S FIGHT WITH A COUGAR 125 the border were in a state of unrest, he would have taken it upon himself to stop the fellows at the point of the rifle, and would have sent me to Fort Towson, even though I might have been forced to go alone, in order to learn what disposition should be made of them. Mother said that it was fortunate for us that we had not done any such wild thing, for if the fellows had resisted our attempts to search their carts, and resorted to weapons, then we might have come out second best, for no dependence could be put in John and Zeba in event of a downright fight, for they were more cow^ardly than any other slaves I had ever seen. gyp's fight with a cougar Gyp and I thoroughly enjoyed ourselves hunting. He was not a dog trained for game, but he had so much good sound common sense that immediately after we had treed and killed our first wildcat, he entered into the sport as if he had been always accustomed to it. Gyp was more like a comrade than like a brute. With the game as abundant as it then was on the West Fork of the Trinity, you can be assured that he and I, after the hardest of the work had been done, and when the sheep were not needing care, had some rare sport. It was my ambition to kill what is called a Mexican lion, or cougar. I knew there were several prowling 126 PHILIP OF TEXAS around, having seen their tracks; once I came in full view of one when he was making a dash for a sheep and a lamb which had strayed some distance from the flock. G>TD and I hunted, day in and day out, without suc- cess, until one morning by accident we almost stumbled over one of the fellows. In a twinkling the cougar and the dog were fighting desperately, while . I ran IN A DANGEROUS POSITION 127 around and around them, fearing to shoot lest I should kill Gyp, but knowing it was necessary to do something without delay. The two were rolling and leaping about, each with his teeth fastened upon the other, as you have seen two bulldogs fight, but for the life of me I could not get a fair chance to press the muzzle of my rifle against the brute's head. Finding Gynp was getting the worst of the battle, and forgetting the danger, I whipped out the knife which always hung at my belt. Holding it between my teeth and taking advantage of the first opportunity, I seized that villainous cougar by the neck, and held him in such a grip that he was half choked and forced to loosen his hold upon the dog. This gave Gyp the opportunity he wanted to fasten upon the animal's throat. IN A DANGEROUS POSITION Gyp, however, was not sufificiently strong to win the battle unaided, and I had all I could do to retain my hold upon the beast's neck, not daring for a single in- stant to let go with one hand in order to use the knife. Consequently there I stood, clutching the back of the cougar, while G>t3 snarled and tore at his throat with- out doing much execution. It was just when I said to myself I could not retain my hold many seconds longer, and the beast might PHILIP OF TEXAS — Q 128 PHILIP OF TEXAS turn upon me, once my grip was slackened, that father came in sight. Then, as you can fancy, the battle was speedily ended. He picked up my rifle from the ground where I had dropped it, and holding the muzzle against the brute's ear, fired with such effect that on the instant the cougar ceased to struggle. But it was not always necessary that some other should interfere when Gyp and I were waging war against the beasts that would have done injury to the flock. We killed so many coyotes before the season HUNTING WILD HOGS 129 had come to an end that we ceased to think of it as any very great feat, and save for the fact that we always took the wolf's hide, made no more of slaying one than we did of knocking over a jack rabbit. HUNTING WILD HOGS Having killed a cougar and scores upon scores of wolves, it was my desire to come across a drove of peccaries, as the wild hogs of Texas and Mexico are called. One day, when Zeba told me he had seen a drove of fifteen or twenty near the river, I set off with- out delay, Gyp at my heels, intending to bring back one or more that we might have a store of salt pork for the winter. Little did I dream what kind of animals I was going against ! We set off early in the morning. Gyp and I, and it seemed as if I had traveled at least seven miles before I came upon any signs of the wild hogs. When I knew that a large number were close at hand, I began stalking them as I would a herd of deer. If I had known a little more about those vicious animals, I would have understood that at any show of enmity on my part I would bring them down upon me. In fact, this was what I really did, although unwit- tingly. I supposed that such game, like others, would take to their heels at the first report of the rifle, and all I might succeed in getting would be at the first shot. I30 PHILIP OF TEXAS Therefore I stole up toward the herd with the greatest caution, spending no less than an hour crawling through the mesquite bushes toward where I heard the little fellows grunting and squealing as they rooted among the decaying leaves for food. No hunter could have asked for a better shot than I had. With a single ball I killed one of the peccaries, and wounded two others in such a manner that I had no doubt but that I could quickly bring them down. I began to reload the rifle, ordering Gyp to remain at my heels so he might not unduly alarm the drove. Hardly had I poured in the poAvder and rammed it home, when like a whirlwind all that drove of hogs charged through the bushes, and in the instant I was fleeing for my life. Now it may seem odd that a fellow nearly thirteen years old should run away from a drove of hogs; but let me tell you that these were no ordinary animals, as my experience taught me. They were about half the size of a full-grown hog, with very sharp snouts, wicked-looking tusks protruding from either side of the mouth, and long, slim legs, which told that they were fitted for a race. TREED BY PECCARIES It is not to be supposed I gave particular heed to those characteristics while the peccaries were charging TREED BY PECCARIES 131 upon me ; it was afterward, when I had an opportunity of seeing the dead animals at my leisure, that I noted their size and shape. When they came at full speed toward me, with gnashing of teeth and grunts of anger, I said to myself that I would sooner be confronted by two cougars than by such a drove, and, realizing on the instant 132 PHILIP OF TEXAS that there was Httle chance for me to escape by flight, I sought refuge in a small pecan tree which stood near at hand. It was well I moved quickly, for the foremost of the drove thrust at me viciously with his tusks, tearing GYP'S OBEDIENCE 133 off the bottom of my moccasin as I climbed up the tree and strove to take my rifle with me. In an instant the hair on Gyp's back stood straight up, and he braced himself as if for a battle. Now de- spite the fact that I had had no acquaintance with pec- caries, I understood at a single glance that he would have little show against their tusks, and therefore I shouted for him to go home. The last of the hogs were charging down upon us when I repeated the order, and it was fortu- nate indeed for Gyp that he had learned to obey in- stantly any command I gave, although it was plain to be seen that he did not do so willingly. gyp's obedience Despite my sharp words Gyp stood irresolute half a minute perhaps, and I thought he was about to spring upon the foe. I shouted yet more sternly, and the good dog wheeled about in a manner which told that he highly disapproved of my forcing him to turn his back upon an enemy, and trotted away. The peccaries turned to follow him, whereupon I broke one of the stoutest branches within my reach and flung it among the drove as a chaUenge for them to turn their attention upon me and to give Gyp an opportunity to escape. It seemed to me then that vou need no more than 134 PHILIP OF TEXAS a tone of defiance to provoke a row with peccaries, for when the branch hit the leader of the drove, he turned, with an angry grunt and snort, to face me. Following his example, the remainder of the drove saw me plainly as I leaned over in full view. If, before we left Bolivar County, any one had told me I would flee for my life before a drove of hogs, and then allow myself to be held prisoner by them, I would have laughed heartily, and yet such was the case now. MY CARELESSNESS 135 The vicious little animals crowded against the trunk of the tree, leaping up as if hoping to get a hold upon me, and tearing off huge pieces of the bark in their efforts. At first I was not inclined to believe the situation very serious, and said to myself that it was an oppor- tunity to lay in as much fresh pork as we could use during the winter season. I therefore loaded my rifle leisurely and prepared to slaughter the entire drove. MY CARELESSNESS I fired two shots, bringing down a hog with each bullet. Then, through clumsiness or the difficulty of holding myself securely upon the small limb of the tree, the powder horn slipped from my fingers, and in an instant they had ground it to fragments. It was useless to blame myself for such a blunder, and for the moment it did not seem to be very seri- ous, since I expected that my enemies would soon go away after learning that it was impossible to get at me. I had killed three outright, and wounded two so severely that they were lying on the ground; but of these the remainder of the drove appeared to take no notice whatsoever. Their only object was to get hold of me, and before ten minutes had passed I began to understand that I was not onlv regularlv treed, but 136 PHILIP OF TEXAS likely to remain a prisoner until they were forced to leave me in order to seek food. They leaped, and grunted, and snarled, at the foot of the tree until, as time wore on, I became absolutel}^ afraid that, growing exhausted, I might fall among them and be torn to pieces. After a time I lost all desire to look at that ring of sharp tusks protruding from the red mouths which rose and swayed before me like some unearthly thing made up of many parts, and was actually grown so cowardly that I closed my eyes to shut out the sight. VICIOUS LITTLE ANIMALS 137 VICIOUS LITTLE ANIMALS Hour after hour passed, yet those vicious little brutes at the foot of the tree seemed as excited as when they first saw me, and I made up my mind that I was in for many hours of this odd imprisonment, because it was not reasonable to suppose the hogs would soon grow so hungry as to leave me free. But for the fact that Gyp was a dog who obeyed my every com- mand, and had the good sense to understand that something serious had happened, I might have come to the end of my days there among the tangled bushes, murdered by the peccaries I had counted on for pork. Fortunately father was about two miles down the 138 PHILIP OF TEXAS river when he saw Gyp coming toward him apparently in great fright. At once he understood the situation to be extremely grave, else the dog would never have returned home without me. Seizing his rifle, for we on the banks of the Trinity took good care to go well armed even while working on the ranch, father ordered Gyp to lead the way to where he had left me. Half an hour before sunset he came so near that it was possible to hear the angry grunting of the peccaries, and understood in a twinkling what had happened. FATHER COMES TO THE RESCUE His first care was to lift Gyp into a pecan twenty or thirty yards away from where I was roosting, and there the dog struggled to hold himself in the crotch of a limb while father clambered up beside him. All this while the hogs which were holding me prisoner gave no heed to the noise made by father and Gyp, but continued their efforts to reach me by leaping up against the trunk of the tree until father opened fire, shouting to me as he sent a bullet among them : — ''Are you safe, lad? Have you been hurt?" ''I am all right; but I have dropped my powder horn." Then father began firing as rapidly as the rifle could be reloaded. There were seventeen in the drove I FATHER COMES TO THE RESCUE 139 came upon ; three I had killed and two I had wounded, leaving twelve very much alive and very active. Father killed nine before the survivors decided that the time had come for them to beat a retreat, and when the last of the three trotted off, grunting and gnashing his teeth, I literally dropped from my perch in the pecan, as limp as though I had been ill for some time. So far as getting a supply of pork was concerned, to say nothing of the saving of my life, it was well father took a hand in the fight, for I, who knew nothing of the peculiarity of these wild hogs, would have allowed the meat to spoil. There is a gland on the back, filled with a certain disagreeable substance which will make its way through all the meat of the wild hog unless it is removed within a short time after the killing. Father's first act, even before waiting to congratulate me upon my escape, or to ask how I had happened to fall into such a pre- dicament, was to remove these glands, and not until this work had been performed did he give any atten- tion to me. We dressed the carcasses and hung up the meat on the branches of the trees to save it from being devoured by the wolves; after which, each of us carrying a peccary on his back, we set out for the long tramp home, I promising myself sorrowfully that never again would 140 PHILIP OF TEXAS I go out hog hunting without taking due precautions against being worsted. I shall spend no more time telling of the hunting »X<^^'-V>«igt p.tt>»r>»tt»> t-\n.ap^^ which Gyp and I did, even though I am strongly tempted to do so ; for we often had rare sport, both on the prairie and in the woods, in search of all kinds of game. THE INCREASE IN MY FLOCK 141 And there was game in great abundance, if we cared to go sufficiently far from home. One year after our arrival, however, there came to the banks of the Trinity four other families who staked out land and thus somewhat interfered with the freedom of our sport. It seemed to me, then, that the country was becoming too thickly settled, for I had to walk no more than five miles in order to reach the house of a man who had been our neighbor in Bolivar County. THE INCREASE IN MY FLOCK In the spring of 1844, one year after our coming into the republic, father decided to give me all his sheep as payment for the work I had performed on the ranch. By this time our flock of seventy-two had increased to a hundred and fourteen, and we had good reason to hope that it would be doubled in numbers before an- other season had passed. I then turned all my attention to herding sheep, driving them far out over the prairie where the grass was richest. There, day after day. Gyp and I remained, with no other covering than the sky above us, save when we spent our idle time putting up a temporary shelter here or there where we might be shielded from the too strong rays of the sun, or from the blasts of the norther. All the while my flock throve famously. It seemed to me fortunate, so far as my own enter- 142 PHILIP OF TEXAS prise was concerned, that the new settlers on the banks of the Trinity had not brought with them any sheep, for they did not expect to raise such animals, having heard that the western part of the state was better adapted for the purpose. Therefore I had no fear that the scab would come among my flock, because we were not in that section where strange sheep were likely to be driven from one point to another, and just so that I kept away from where the cattle were grazing, I had the entire northern portion of Texas for my own range, with no person to interfere. UNREST OF THE INDIANS 143 UNREST OF THE INDIANS We had heard rumors of an uprismg among the In- dians when we came to Fort Towson, on our way from BoUvar County. Again, when the new settlers arrived, they told us that the Comanches were in a state of unrest. .All this promised evil for us who were living so far from a town or fortification. We had still further reason to belie^'e that some trouble might be expected, when those two Mexicans stopped at our ranch with cartloads of what were un- questionably rifles. Yet we gave little heed to the news. It seemed to us that we were so far in the wilder- ness, beyond reach of either redskins or whites, that we would not be molested, whatever might take place, and all our efforts were bent toward improving the ranch and increasing our herds and flocks. So far as I was concerned, I thought only of the sheep. I could not understand why the savages should come where we were, because we had nothing to tempt them save our live stock. We prospered exceedingly as time wore on, and li\'ed contentedly, hearing little or nothing from the outer world. It was as if we were in a country by ourselves, for during the two years we had been on the Trinity we had had no Adsitors, except the two Mexicans and those settlers of whom I have spoken. PHILIP OF TEXAS — TO 144 PHILIP OF TEXAS TEXAS JOINS THE UNION Before coming into Texas to live we had heard it said that the citizens of the repubUc were making efforts to be annexed to the United States ; but father had given Kttle heed to such talk, beheving that the people of the States would hesitate lest difficulties with Mexico be brought about. We knew nothing of what was going on outside our ranch, and were not counting on hearing im- portant news. In the spring of 1845, while I was rejoicing over the wondrous increase in my flock, and father was priding himself upon the fact that his land was growing each day more and more valu- able, two mounted men drove up just at night- fall and asked for food and shelter. As we had not had any visitors for nearly two years, you cannot imagine how eager we were to grant their request, and how earnestly we strove to make them welcome. In so doing we were well repaid, for then we learned that the republic of Texas had ceased to exist. The visitors told us we were living in one of the states of the Union, for the act of annexation had been signed by President John Tyler on the first day of March in the year 1845, and a convention had been held later at Austin to ratify the resolution. TEXAS JOINS THE UNION 145 I had brought with me from BoK- var County a small American flag, but had not hoisted it because of being a citizen of the re- public whose ensign contained but a single star. Within five min- utes after learn- ing that Texas was really a part of the Union, I brought out the Stars and Stripes and fastened it to the topmost branches of the largest pecan tree in the mo tte . Then I saluted it with as many charges of piowder as I could afford to spend, for you must know that on the Trinity at that time powder and ball were not only scarce but expensive. 146 PHILIP OF TEXAS My store of ammunition ^^'as nearly exhausted by such a celebration; but father promised that very soon we would drive some of the cattle and a few of the sheep to Dallas, and there sell them to get sufhcient money to buy the supplies which we were needing. These visitors of ours had come to spy out the land with an idea of making a set- tlement near our ranch, and while it was pleasant to look forward to having near neigh- bors, T was not pleased with the idea of being forced to take my flocks farther afield in order to find fresh pastur- age, as must happen in case many people took up land in our vicinity. For mother's sake, how- ever, I was pleased, because she was filled with delight at the idea of having som^ one near with whom she could visit. WAR WITH MEXICO 147 WAR WITH MEXICO With the coming of strangers, and the building of new homes near us, we began to hear more of what was being done in the outer world, and when father and Zeba went down to Dallas to sell a few cattle and iN,#f|ff(K> sheep, they brought back the surprising news that the United States was at war with Mexico. We were told that the younger men of Texas were volunteering as soldiers, and that much blood might be shed. By this time I was fifteen years old, and it seemed to me that it was my duty to leave home, and to 148 PHILIP OF TEXAS abandon my plans of getting rich through sheep raising, in order to do what I could in defense of the state of which I claimed to be a citizen. Father soon gave me to understand, however, that I was not yet old enough to take up arms. He insisted that duty called me to remain where I was, and that we were doing our duty by the state so long as we remained on the ranch raising live stock, for if war was continued any length of time, cattle and sheep would be required in order to supply the army with food. I therefore gave up all thoughts of enlisting. Per- haps I was the more willing to do this because of the SELLING WOOL 149 sorrow that I should feel if forced to leave my flock, which now numbered nearly five hundred. But when- ever John or Zeba was at liberty to herd my flock, I frequenth' walked many miles in order to learn what was gomg on in the war. SELLING WOOL I was the one who brought to our ranch the news that the Mexicans had bombarded Fort Brown, May 4, 1846, when Major Brown was killed; also word from Dallas of the battle of Palo Alto. Then we heard from Monterey, and but for the fact that I had three years' shearing of wool to sell, I believe I might ha\'e enlisted despite all father could have said. ISO PHILIP OF TEXAS It was necessary, however, that I sell this wool at a time when the prices were high, and during the two months which followed the battle of Monterey I spent all my time freighting the fleeces from the ranch to Dallas, using one of the big wagons with eight mules, and taking Zeba with me as assistant. When I had in my pocket the money which had been paid for the wool, it seemed as if I might really call myself a ranchman. I was so proud of my success that 1 almost lost sight of the fact that other young fellows, most likely some of them no older than T, were PEACE ON THE TRINITY 151 putting on the uniforms of enlisted men, and taking their places in the ranks to defend the state in which were their homes. Once we heard that the Comanches were on the war- path, and there were times when it seemed certain w^e might be attacked at any moment. Then father put Bar-0 Ranch in a state of defense. He brought from Dallas a good supply of weapons, and we fitted to the windows of our house heaw shutters in which were loopholes. PEACE ON THE TRINITY But the Lord was good to us settlers on the Trinity ; for He permitted no blood-craving Indian to come our way. It seemed at times almost as if it was a crime for us to prosper so wondrously well, while in other parts of the state the settlers were struggling against the sav- ages, or standing in battle array before the Mexicans. Indeed, I was ver^^ nearly ashamed because no harm came to us on the Trinity, because our worldly goods were increasing day by day, and because Bar-0 Ranch was rapidly becoming one of the best in the state. But for the fact that many others have told the story of how^ Texas won her independence, how she flourished or decayed as a free republic during ten years, and how she was finally annexed to the United States, I would be glad to tell more of these things to you. They 152 PHILIP OF TEXAS could not fail to be entertaining as well as instructive, for they show how a people with a true purpose before them overcame the many obstacles which confronted them and finally made Texas what she is to-day, one of the brightest stars in the blue field of Old Glory. MY DREAM FULFILLED I may not have done all I might toward the settle- ment of this grand state, but the dream which was mine in Bolivar County has at last been fulfilled. The flock which numbered twelve when I left the old home has increased to more than five thousand, and my sale of wool each year amounts to as much as that of any other ranchman within two hundred miles of us. Furthermore, in addition to my sheep, I claim a full interest with father in Bar-0 Ranch, which is in itself no mean property, and am duly thankful for all the good things of this life which have come to me. Yet there is in my heart at this moment, and ever will be, a keen regret, that I entirely forgot one ad- monition from the Bible which has in these past years stood out so boldly in my mind. How much better is it to get wisdom than gold ! And to get understanding is rather to be chosen than silver. It is true there were no opportunities for me when we first settled on the banks of the Trinitv, but if I had MY DREAM FULFILLED 153 struggled half as hard to get wisdom as I have struggled to hold my flocks prosperous, then I could now look back with real pride upon what I have accompHshed. If I had done this, there would now be no happier person in this great state than Philip of Texas. BOOKS CONSULTED IN WRITING PHILIP OF TEXAS Baker, D. W. C. : A Texas Scrap Book. A. S. Barnes & Co. Bolton & Barker : Makers of Texas. American Book Co. Bond, Octavia Zollicoffer : Old Tales Retold. Smith & Lamar. Braman, D. E. E. : Information about Texas. J. B. Lippincott & Co. 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