It all began in the rolling golden hills of the country. I chased Indian spirits through the underbrush and rode from them over the plains on my brother’s pinto pony.
Author Archive: Mary Patricia Martell Jones
The Link children told the story about when Nohle’s cattle would get through the fences and out of one of his sections. They would chase the animals back in and then ride over to the Nohle ranch to report it. For their trouble they would earn a “shiny half dollar” which was a considerable reward in those days.
When Nohle began to establish himself the area was new and untamed. His cattle ranged up the Missouri River and over the region to the Canadian border. The Nohle Ranch became quite an achievement and an outstanding farm in the Yellowstone Valley.
In August, 1908 a young man traveled from his home in New York to North Dakota. He got off the stage operated by his uncle, George Nohle, and walked the last seven miles to his uncle’s ranch.
American cattle drives loom large in our imagination, but in reality they only lasted a short time in our history. The Chisolm Trail is iconic Americana and often what people think of when they envision an old west cattle drive. However, the lesser known Western Trail which succeeded the Chisolm was longer, carried more cattle and was traveled for more years.
Maybe the first bars of the Elton John classic ”Saturday Night’s Alright for Fighting” was going through Little Yellow Jacket’s head as he only took 2.6 seconds to dash the million dollar dream of Shivers.
“It’s a hard way to make an easy living” : Wayne Herman to be Inducted into the Pro Rodeo Hall of Fame
It was hard on you; rodeo is not as easy as it might appear. I used to like to tell people, it’s a hard way to make an easy living”.
Busy with the demands and struggles of everyday life, it was hard to realize the things one used on a daily basis would someday be historical treasures.
As you pass abandoned homesteads, schools, depots and the myriad of other buildings left alone to face unforgiving elements, don’t you wonder about the stories that may be whispering in the crumbling walls or have been blown away by a prairie wind?
A good saddle would often cost a month or two of wages. This was money well spent; a well-made saddle would serve its owner well for thirty years or more. A good saddle and a considerate rider could travel 70 miles a day and still have a healthy horse. A thoughtless rider in a poor saddle could make a horse sore in an hour.