Chuck wagon food came in many guises, some good, some really really good, and some just horrid.
Far be it for the cowboy to complain about the food that got put on his tin platter. No grumpy cookie wanted to hear complaints after he has just spent a long day on the trail, driving, setting up camp, tending wounds, herding cowpokes and cooking vittles.
A smart cow wrangler ate what he got, smiled, and asked for more!!
(and in appreciation of Cassandra Swanson…Rattlesnake Roast should be on this list!)
Contractor Henry Warren was hired to haul supplies to the forts in West Texas. On May 18, 1871 Warren’s wagon train, heavily laden with corn, was traveling the Jackson Belknap Road towards Salt Creek Crossing. Along the trail they briefly encountered the famous General William Tecumseh Sherman. Within an hour of this brief encounter a large group of riders was spotted in the distance ahead, appearing to be Kiowa warriors. Warren quickly placed the wagons in a circle, mules in the center.
The Warriors efficiently attacked the circled wagons, killing then mutilating seven of the wagoners. The leaders of the Kiowa warriors were Satana, Satank, and Eagle Heart. They had watched the Sherman party pass by from their hidden post, but had not attacked. The previous evening a Shaman predicted that the relatively small party would be shortly followed by a larger party with more reward.
The raiders lost 3 men but in the end of the raid captured 41 mules’ carrying many supplies as the Shaman had prophesied.
Only five men escaped, including one Thomas Brazeale who managed to reach Fort Richardson, 20 long walking miles away where he told the story of the brutal attack to Colonel Ronald Mackenzie. Sherman was informed and the two army officers took a party out to search for the raiders. The 3 chiefs were captured and sent by train to Fort Richardson. Satank was killed on the train while trying to escape, and the other two were tried and convicted of murder in Jack County, Texas on July 6 in the first Native American trial in history,
We have a musical friend called Lonesome Ron. He is the kind of fella that is always there if needed. The kind of friend that we don’t often see, and when we do, he is just all Ron once again. He remembers every-ones birthday (even my daughter’s!) and sends a musical greeting of his own device.
He is kind, tall, and good. We very much like Ron!
Ron is talented, he yodels, he sings cowboy songs, jazz, rock. he plays a bass, a guitar, a mandolin, and more than likely many more instruments.
Well all, Our Lonesome Ron has released his first CD and his having a release party this weekend. I wish we could go, but we are at a family event that night. But y’all if you are in the Mankato area on March 28th, stop in, your time will be well spent!!!
First we will enjoy Spring! Today is the first calendar day of Spring, Spring!! Here at Lost Creek we have waited for the first few days of warmth, those hope filled days where we turn our faces to the sun and blink, like animals who hibernate through the long winter! Wait!!! That is us, we do hibernate.
We have dreams of driving down hot, dusty roads; through cornfields, past watery ditches, along side meadows of wild flowers. We have dreams of mailboxes standing sentry at the end of lanes. We have dreams of warm days and nights, with stars shining outside our tent door, and the sounds of laughter at nearby campfires.
Today in history…
Today in 1885; Montana Territory- the legislature banned “pernicious hurdy-gurdy” houses. Well then…
For all the romance, for all the movie representations about Spoiled Doves. we can name more stories of the pain of prostitution. Often a needed way to make money for women of the old west, prostitution was a dangerous and life sapping activity. Women were subject to beatings, disease, overwork and early death. Many women imported from other countries, were held as slaves dependent on their “owners” to survive. Their lives were sad and rough, Women from an early age entered into this system, starting in youth as a featured member of the house and often ending; older and worn out, in back alley cribs.
Widows, daughters, poor destitute women were forced due to circumstances to turn to prostitution to survive. There were few ways for a woman to make money, teaching, store keeping, millinery and prostitution were primary income sources, and the “good” jobs where few.
Upon the shoulders of these outcast ladies; great parts of our country were built.