Mountain Cowgirl
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Here is a chapter from my Aunties book, Ranch Trails
The Horse Race
In about 1916, during World War 1, everyone was doing what they could to make money for the Red Cross. Around New Year, when Castle Hot Springs Hotel was filled with well-to-do people, from the east, the management sent invitations to ranchers around the country to come and stay as their guests for a few days. The hotel was having a grand ball and a rodeo.
We were all very excited and made new shirts and brushed up our leather riding skirts for the occasion. My brother helped me get my little chestnut pony ready and we were off to the show.
The men rode broncs and tied goats and calves. Then there was a horse race for women. One cowboy fitted me out with a real whiz little filly they called Tiny Bell. I had never been on her before, but they said she could really fly. They lined us up and when that gun banged, we were off! Little Tiny Bell took me to the finish line in a flash. They showered me with great gifts: a beautiful handmade bridle, spurs, and a box of chocolates. It was really exciting. They all shook my hand and congratulated me until I was dizzy.
The money that was won was donated to Red Cross. I heard it was around one thousand dollars.
My auntie, age 16, and Tiny Bell are on the far left.
The Horse Race
In about 1916, during World War 1, everyone was doing what they could to make money for the Red Cross. Around New Year, when Castle Hot Springs Hotel was filled with well-to-do people, from the east, the management sent invitations to ranchers around the country to come and stay as their guests for a few days. The hotel was having a grand ball and a rodeo.
We were all very excited and made new shirts and brushed up our leather riding skirts for the occasion. My brother helped me get my little chestnut pony ready and we were off to the show.
The men rode broncs and tied goats and calves. Then there was a horse race for women. One cowboy fitted me out with a real whiz little filly they called Tiny Bell. I had never been on her before, but they said she could really fly. They lined us up and when that gun banged, we were off! Little Tiny Bell took me to the finish line in a flash. They showered me with great gifts: a beautiful handmade bridle, spurs, and a box of chocolates. It was really exciting. They all shook my hand and congratulated me until I was dizzy.
The money that was won was donated to Red Cross. I heard it was around one thousand dollars.
My auntie, age 16, and Tiny Bell are on the far left.
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