by Curtis Fort
A Man among Men
I’ve told about a lot of punchers in these “Scatterin’ the Drive” stories . . . fellas you could count on to cut the rope in a branding pen if you got in a jam dragging calves on a knot-head (and I like to tie on); men who rode that extra mile to make sure you came out of rough country when they knew you were riding a snake when you left camp; men who in a hot branding corral, and were just as dry as you, filled the dipper and handed it to someone else to quench their thirst before they had a drink; men that I admired, as they were top hands at everything a cowboy does!… Read the rest