“‘Say, Kid,’ he says, ‘you must have been kind, of faint and hungry when you got off that horse. Didn’t you think it was worth the trouble to get off for a meal once in awhile?’
“‘No need to do it,’ says the Kid. ‘No need to do it. The cook he saw the way things was going, and the horse couldn’t buck far away from the rest of the outfit, because he was pretty well fenced in, and the cook kept a cooking up hot biscuits for me night and day, and every time me and the horse went sashaying past the kitchen door cook would come out and throw me a biscuit, and I’d have to catch it or go hungry. I caught all I wanted o’ them.’
“The boys thought that was pretty good, for there couldn’t none of them see what he did for water.
“‘Water,’ says the Kid, ‘water?’ Why, there was the creek three feet deep running right across behind the kitchen, and the horse he bucked through it on an average once every two hours. All I had to do was to dip it up in my hat as we was going through.’”
From— The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.), 16. June 1900. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.
