Early Days in Fort Worth, Much of Which I saw and Part of Which I WasPaddock, B. B. (Buckley B.)
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Early Days in Fort Worth, Much of Which I saw and Part of Which I Was
Paddock, B. B. (Buckley B.)
Fort Worth (Tex.) -- Biography; Fort Worth (Tex.) -- History; Frontier and pioneer life -- Texas -- Fort Worth
The “tender-foot” was an easy mark for the practical joker and many of
the “tales that were told” about the condition of affairs in Texas were
the result of the jests played on men unused to the customs of Texas. On
one occasion a man by the name of Robinson, who traveled for the Hall
Safe and Lock Co., badgered his friends about being afraid of Indians.
At that time there was not an Indian in Texas, but, of course, he did
not know that. He was persuaded by some of the traveling men who then
made the western territory to accompany him on a trip out west. The man
consented and went as far as Comanche. They laid over there on Sunday
and the stranger was regaled all the day with stories of the
hair-breadth escapes that members of the party at the hotel had made in
the recent past. The “tender-foot” was not afraid of Indians. About the
middle of the afternoon the party dissolved, one at a time until only
the stranger and the drummer he was with were left in the hotel. Then a
suggestion was made that they two take a walk up the banks of Indian
Creek, which runs by the town. He was glad to go. Was not afraid of
Indians. Oh no. About half a mile from town those who had gone ahead
suddenly rushed out of the mesquite firing their pistols and yelling
like mad. The stranger was told to run for his life—and he did. His
companion soon fell to the ground calling on him to run. He ran into
town and under the hotel. The Democrat published a column or two about
the event and sold Robinson one hundred and fifty copies at ten cents
per. He mailed them to every one of his acquaintance east of the
Mississippi and was a hero, until the next issue told the truth about
the event. He did not order any extra copies of that issue.
These are sample bricks of what was going on most of the time, and will
suffice to indicate that life was not a burden to those who were waiting
for something to turn up, and who knew how to enjoy their enforced
idleness.
STEALING AN EXCURSION.
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