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PLATTSMOUTH
EARLY DAYS i,N NEBRASKA
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monished us boys not to pet sick
too oflen, as, if we did, our only
medicine might give out. The
grub wagon also contained a set
of blacksmith tools and bellows,
such as were necessary in shoe
ing oxen. To his many accomp
lishments, Boss Allaffer added
that of an expert in the art of
shoring oxen. Some of I lie oxen
would heroine foolslore from trav-
ing nvcr the sand and then
Boss ' Allaffer would start the
bellows and in a short time the
ox or oxen would be wearing a
new pair of ox shoes.
Well, we took our teams to the
farm north of Nebraska City,
then owned by (General Isaac Coe,
where we loaded seven wagons
with shelled corn in gunnysacks,
for the use of the soldiers at Oh!
Fort Julesburg in Colorado. This
corn hat! been purchased by the
government and AltafTer had tak
en the contract to deliver it at
Fort Julesburg within a certain
time or upon failure so to do,
then at Fort. Larimer in Wyom
ing or at such other place as the
government might direct. After
loading our wagons we then star
ted westward traveling over the
old steam wagon road part of the
time. The writer soon had his
first experience in a freighters'
camp ami his first experience in
the art of cooking over the camp
fire. He discovered that he could
drive four yoke of oxen much
more successfully than he could
mix flour, form biscuits and
properly bake them in the oh!
fashioned oven over the rampfire.
Likewise lie soon discovered that
he knew more about farming and
teaching school than he did
about properly slicing and frying
"sow belly," making cotVee. and
cooKing potatoes ami onions.
In fact, for a time he couldn't
eat much of his own cooking
while the rest of the boys, in
cluding Ross Allaffer, seemed to
relish the work of the yonng. in
experienced rook. Buss AltafTer
was ever ready to show the writ
er how to prepare the grub, and
soon the writer could eat about
as much as anyone and began to
improve physically.
When we got into the buffalo
ranges, the "bufTalo chips" were
in abundance ant! often these
were gathered, put info gunny
sacks and into fhe wagons and
carried with us. They made an
intense heat, and a bed of live
coals under the old-fashioned
bake-oven and some on top o
the oven lit and the four big bis
runs were soon baked, ii in
handling the riven lid. some o
these red hot 'bufTalo chips'
should fall among the biscuit
that seemed to make no differ
ence with the appetites of any in
the outfit. If any at all, our ap
petites became more voracious
And the amount of food consum
ed by us "bull-whackers" m that
trip, would astonish, if no
frighten many people of the pres
ent day. Usuallv about half
a
bushel of biscuits were baked aw.
potatoes, onions and "sow belly'
in proportion! Awl how. we al
soon enjoyed and relished that
kind of food for breakfast, dinner
and supper! But at supper fiiw
when in camp after a hard day'
drive, we sometimes added to this
sumptuous repast some of
that spirits frumenti from fh
keg. This liquid refreshment, no
doubt, was just as palatable to
us "bull-whackers," as is Secre
tary Bryan s "(Jrape-juice," to
the guests at the White House
But none of us ever drank enough
to produce intoxication. Boss
AltafTer limited our allowance?
an! he was a man in whom all of
us had implicit confidence.
That Wild Steer.
As before stated, the writer
was wholly inexperienced in
driving and managing four yoke
of oxen hitched fo one wagon, aw!
had requested Boss AltafTer to
assign for his use, four yoke of
gentle oxen. But somehow, the
writer was given one of the ap
parently wildest and most un
manageanie steers mat anyone
ever saw. This ox was a dark
brindle in color, large an! per
fectly formed, was the off wheel
er while his mate was equally
large with while face and white
spots over its body and gentle as
a lamb. They were called,
"Buck" and Brindle," the latter
being that w ild sleer and I lie
writer speaks of this particular
steer now, because in the course
of this narrative, a' somewhat in
structive incident will be related
of "Brindle." When the writer
first began yoking up li is oxen lie
found all gentle and easily yok
ed except Brindle. It required
(he services of nearly all the
boys to assist in yoking Brindle.
But when hitched with his male
to fhe wagon as my wheelers, no
ox could possibly do his work
more faithfully. But the writer
soon noticed that Hrindle would
always shy off when he saw the
whip swinging in his direction.
This led to an investigation and
a remarkable discovery was
made. Hrindle had been aiding
in hauling stuff on I he plains for
a number of years. On examin
ation, the writer discovered that
Brindle's entire body was cover
ed with many scars as if mad1 by
the whip in vigorous if not cruel
hands. The conclusion was irre
sistible, thai Hrindle had been
most cruelly and inhumanly beat
en and thus made him afraid of
anything in human form. The
writer, had, early in life, learned
that, to have so-called "dumb
animals," obey, love and respect
you, such animals must lie treat
en with kindness and not cruelly
beaten with whip and club. Act
ing on this theory, the writer
commenced this mode of treat
ment by approaching Bundle in
a way that this so-rallnl "dumb
brute" soon understood to be
friendly. Xo whip was allowed t
touch Brindlc, nor was anyone al
lowed to loudly cuss or abuse him.
The writer, by kind and gentle
treatment' was soon able to gent
ly rub those cruel scars on Brin
dle's body awl to brush his beau
tiful briwlle hair. In a short
time, Briwlle, apparently under
standing this kind of treatment,
returned like treatment as best
he could; first by licking with his
tongue, the writer's hands, then
his body and finally the face.
Brindle, soon became perfectly
docile and obedient and when
Buck was yoked and the otner
ewl of the yoke was held up, when
called, Brindle would come from
other loos' oxen, march to his
place under the yoke, awl there
gently and pn'elly stand while fh
writer adjusted the ox-bow which
yoked him to his male. Could
anvthinir. more forcibly illus
trate the great influence of kind
treatment of so-called, "dumb
animals?" The writer learned an
important lesson from his exper
ience with Brindle, which, ever
afterward, compelled fhe belief
that, most so-called "dumb ani
mals" were capable of reasoning
But more of Brindle. before w
close this sketch of plain life. 58
years ago.
Oxen In Ranchman's Cornfield.
A short time after we left rs'e
braska City with our cargo of
shelled corn, we camped on
night near a stream of flowing
water, some miles west of the lat
ter named city. The weather
seemed ideal, and none of us eve
thought of a rain storm. But to
ward morning, that rainstorm
came, aw! it was a regular, down
pour. It seemed, nearly every
thing was Hooded. Earlv in the
morning. Boss AltafTer called us
boys fo get up and go and look
out for our oxen which Joe Tem
pest, the night-herder was sup
posed to be guarding. Soon Pay-
fm Dillon and the writer were
mounted one riding a mule, the
other a pony awl Ross Allaffer on
foot. We soon found Joe, the
night-herder, but at first couhln"
fiwl the oxen. Verv soon. Boss
Allaffer, although on foot, found
the oxen in a ranchman's corn
field and it was only a matter o
?25.00 damages which Boss Al
tafTer paid, to redeem our enter
prising oxen. A suspicion pre
vailed among us "bull-wharkers,
that Joe Tempest, the night-her
der, had been sleeping and let the
cattle ge. awav but. we could not
then prove it, even by eireum
sfantial evidence. But more of
sleeping night -herder hereafter
Now, we had to reach Fort
Julesburg with that shelled corn,
at a certain time, or the govern
ment would order u farther west
awl this might mean, an all win
ter's job. But Boss AltafTer was
equal to the occasion. He plan
ned to protect our oxen as fol
lows: As soon as it was light
enough to see to yoke the oxen.
the night-herder was instructed
to bring them into the corral! and
we drivers were hurtled out of
our sleeping bunks and soon fh.
oxen were yoked, hitched to the
wagons awl we were traveling m
the direction of old Fort Jules
burg. About ten or eleven
o'clock a. in., we would go into
camp, unyoke the oxen awl turn
them out on the rich grass to
graze and rest, while we had our
breakfasts. Then after about
three hours, we would "hitch up"
and travel until toward evening,
when we would again go into
camp for our dinners and give
our oxen a chance to graze and
rest. Then, after a good rest.
we would again mien up anu
drive as long as we could see the
road and then go into camp for
our suppers and a night's rest for
ourselves and our oxen. By this
plan, we reached old Fort Kear-i
a distance of 200 miles
fhe Missouri river, in eight
lays, making
miles per day-
an average of 2o
-t he usual distance
traveled by horse or mule teams.
A little incident is worthy of
mention. Our suspicions that
Joe Tempest, the night -herder,
was asleep when the oxen got
away and into that ranchman's
cornfield, had taken a strong hold
of most of us boys.
We had reached what was call
ed the Indian country, where rov
ing bawls of savages were sup
posed to be on the look out for
some small train of emigrants or
freighters. The Indian question
was tne principal one uiscusseu
bv us "bull-wharkers" and Boss
AltafTer. Well, we were in camp
one night in this -o called Indian
country. Pafon Dillon, who had
served in the Union army during
the civil war and who had hern
mustered ut of fh" service and
at his home in Otoe county jusf
three flays before starting on this
trip, and the writer of this sketch
had become warm friends and
somewhat chummy. Payton was
some four years older than fhe
writer. Well, before going fo
bed the night referred to. Payton
and the writer concluded to play
Indian on Joe. For this purpose
we each wore a blanket and went
hatless with our hair hanging
nver our laces. Fach of us car
ried a loaded revolver in a belt
around the waist. We soon
found fhe heard and also Joe.
But what was our surprise to find
Joe lying fiat on his hack, sound
a
eep with one end of fhe lariat
rope tied
the other
around his body
end was tied fo
while
the
We
mule he had with
soon concluded not
n'm ?
to
disturb
Joe until we laid the matter !
fore Boss AltafTer. Payton de
tached the lariat from the mule,
mounted it and rode to the camp
while the writer remained on
guard. The matter was present
ed fo Hus AltafTer who directed
that the muh' b
but wt until we
scaring. When
returned to Joe.
gave him a good
Pavfon returned
with the Boss's directions, we
commenced making a noise to
arouse Joe from his -lumber-. We
yelled and drove sleers around
him but couldn't awaken Joe. We
both then purpo.-ely stumbled
over him awl gave him a few
gentle kicks. Joe waked u; awl
commenced to arise. As he did
so, Payton and the winter eoni
ir.enced firing off their revolvers
over awl above Joe's head, yell
ing at tile same time. 'Killer.
Killer dead: srulpee. srulpee
whifr man." Joe was badly scar
ed awl begged for his life, x
rlaiming pifeously. "Don't kill
me. don't kill me." He finally
discovered that none of the doz
en shuts we had filed had touched
him and even recognized us
whni he exclaimed. ' I didn't
know who in fhe blazes you was."
We gave Joe back his mule
when he remarked, "I'll never go
asleep again while on herd: I'll
walk all fhe time to keep awake."
Further along the writer will
again refer to Joe.
At Old Fort Kearney.
We arrived at Old Fort Kear
ney, where the military author
ities stopped us and compelled us
to wait until trains should arrive
so that we would have at least
fifty armed men to make the trip
further west. Our train was
small, only fen in number, in
eluding the Boss, but we wer
well armed, each carrying a re
volver, 'besides, we had a Spring
field rifle awl one musket. It is
true that fhe many Indian depre
dations had caused universa
alarm. The horrid and bruta
massacre by the Indians a( Plum
Creek just the year before, was
fresh in the minds of neonle. es
pecially in those of freighters an
emigrants.
In a short time we had our fif
ty armed men when we left Oh
rorl Kearney and continued oui
journey fo Fort Julesburg. But
it was not long before we discov
ered that our associate train
traveled too slowly and if we re
mained with them at such a gait,
we would not reach J-ort .lines.
burg fn time, and would then In
compelled to go on to Fort Lar
imer or some other place.
We bovs held a council of war
with Boss AltafTer, chairman.
The whole matter was discussed.
each "bull-whacker expressin
lis views. The great danger from
'ndiau attacks was fully discuss-
ed awl wiinoui one- uissennng
voice, we decided to pull out from
the other trains and go alone
just as soon as we felt safe from
military interference.
Well, we finally struck out
alone and took chances with
possible Indian attacks. We
ouhl see Indians, occasionally,
iding their ponies along the
duffs, a considerable distance
from the freight ami emigrant
road, but never saw any near the
ney
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roa 1. We could see Plum Creek
where that, terrible massacre by
the Indians was commit led the
car before in lSi5. awl there
.-aw the wag'ou tires and iron
bands, all that escaped the f,re
witii which the Indians had burnt
the wagons after stealing their
roiiteiits awl murdering and M'al
ping ! he men and boys.
Stuck in A P.lud Hole.
In crossing' a slough in a cer
tain place, a number of our wagon-,
became !uck in the mud.
The wriler's wagon went down un
til the hubs were covered over.
Hi- four yoke of cadle were lit-
rra
stalled couldn't move a
leel. if became wce-sarv in
double up (he teams to pull the
wa -:ons out. Some twenty-eight
Vnke of oxen were hitched fo the
writer's wagon. When all were
properly hitched, with their re
spect ive drivers standing" beside
them. Boss AltafTer parsed along
tin- line, riding the mule, -winging
his large ox-whip and yelling
and swearing to such an extent
fhr-l a person would naturally
think that he was going- to beat
tile life out of those oen, or
some of iheni. lie approached
fhe writ ei's four yoke in this
manner win n the wriler objected
to his u.-ing the whip on any of
the former's oxen, and blunflv
said to the Boss fhat before he
whipped any of the writer's oxen,
he would have to whip the writer
lirst. The latter said to the Boss,
that he did not whip his oxen,
particularly Briwlle awl would
no), consent that any other person
should whip them as long as he
drove and managed them.
The writer suggester to Boss
AltafTer fhat when all were
ready, he give the signal to the
drivers and have all fhe oxen
start pulling fogef her. This sug
gestion was acted on and then
the wriler's wagon apparently
arose straight up out of the
mud and was soon on terra firma.
And no ox of the large number
hitched to that wagon, did more
faithful, powerful pulling, than
did that fornierl wild steer,
Brindle. After landing on solid
ground, the writer went to Brin
dle and while rubbing and strok
ing- his hair, fhat so-called
"dumb" animal turned his head
awl with the tongue commenced
licking the wriler's person, thus
showing that the animal intelli
gence reciprocal es kind treat
ment. J ne writer learned an im
pressive lesson from his experi
ence with this so-called "dumb"
animal, and believes that reader.
of this sketch will profit from
such experience.
Brindlc Defending His Friend
On the road, we drove along a
portion of what was called "Fre
mont's Slough." so name! after
General John C. Fremont, who
traveled this route in 180,1, in his
search for a Northwest Passage
to the Pacific Ocean. We were
camped lor tne nigni nar ini.-
dough. On the north side, tin
lottom was covered with rich
grass and in places wmi a uense
growth of underbrush, while on
the south side and just, south of
the freight, and emigrant road.
there were numerous bluffs awl
deep bush-covered ravines. Such
. . . t t
was an ideal place ior uie con
cealment of Indians awl we were
fully aware of the danger. Boss
AltafTer and the writer "bunked
Son
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tt itt Ft
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Leading Butchers
together, fhat occupied the
ame sb-epirig- apartments either
on the dm filled gunny sacks in
the wagon, or on blankets spread
on fhe ground.
Our en-loin was, that jusf be
fore retiring" for the night. Boss
Aitafi'er and the writer would is
it the oxen in charge of Joe the
night-herder to see that things
were all rigid. On this particular
ilighf, at about eleven o'clock, we
wade our accustomed visit" and
found fhe oxen absorbed in graz
ing' but couldn't fiwl Joe. We
tramped around the herd and re
peatedly called Jne but no answer.
We were surprised and dumb
founded. Could if be possible t hat
Joe was asleep s m ew here in
that wild and dangerous country,
fir had he skipped out aw! left
fhe oxen fo wander where fhey
phased? We finally returned fo
camp and there found Joe lying
under one of fhe freight wagons.
Continued on Page Seven.
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