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Bull-whackers, en skinners, en swampers, The men who handled the teams, Bringing provisions over the plain, It's befitting to me, it seems, That their deeds should be ever remembered 'Mongst the best of the frontiersmen; So three cheers for one I remember well, Three cheers for Old Grazin' Ben.
OLD HANK By N. Howard Thorp
Driftin' along the rim-rock, old Camp-Robber and I, . Out on a scoutin' trip, circlin' the flat lands dry,
Cuttin' the sign of the cattle, watchin' which way they drift,
Pullin' 'em out of the bog-holes, givin' the weak ones a lift,
Throwin' 'em back on the Home Range, each day in a different place,
In slickers en leggins of leather, through sand­storms that blister your face . . .
Boss in the Ranch House rides easy — his days of
worry are gone, For he made his pile in the old Trail days, the days
of the old longhorn. Yep, I'm only a worn-out old Puncher — though
the Boss thinks a heap of me I For I was with him on the Pecos, in the Raid of