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had a part in the education of some that became note-
worthy," said Don Gregorio. "In particular I remember
a roan, a speckled one, called the Picado, that I once had.
He was little, scrawny, and ugly, with a neck no thicker
than my palm, and to look at him you would have said,
'That horse is worth no more than two reales anywhere'--
so deceptive was he in appearance. But in my hands he
became of inestimable value; so far did his education pro-
gress that it was possible, when driving a herd, to stay by
the fire in the morning and send him alone up the cafi6n
in which the cattle had been confined for the night to bring
them back to the trail. My patron at that time had me
exclusively occupied in transferring the cattle from La
Boca, where the stealing was bad, to other ranches which
he owned, and this accomplishment of the Picado made it
possible for me to live on the trail with all the ease which
one enjoys while sitting before the kitchen chimney in
winter. I would rise with the dawn and get my coffee and
tamales, take the hobbles off the Picado and send him
after the cows; while I smoked by the fire he would start
them down the caii6n, and then come to me to be saddled.
So he made life easy for me.
"Rarely did he miss bringing in the full herd, so that
in the end I became careless,, and often would not count
the cows when he appeared with them, but would saddle
him and start off as soon as he came out. But for this negli-
gence it came about that he ultimately had occasion to
"It happened that on one of my trips I sent him in the
morning for the cattle as we had made the custom. He
went alone to their bedding ground up the cafi6n and in
due time came out with them and turned them into the
trail. I then called him to me, but although he was obedi-
ent, I could see that he was excited and uneasy; I had
trouble in saddling him, and when I turned him to follow
the herd he resisted, and made repeated efforts to return
to the cai6n. I marvelled greatly, but feeling that he was
only suffering from a fit of contrariness, I disciplined him
severely and we started out.
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From Hell to Breakfast (Book)
Volume of popular folklore of Texas and Mexico, including religious anecdotes, stories about Native American dances, stories about petroleum and oil fields, folk songs, legends, customs and other miscellaneous folklore. The index begins on page 205.
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Dobie, J. Frank (James Frank), 1888-1964. From Hell to Breakfast, book, 1944; Dallas, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metadc67649/m1/63/: accessed November 18, 2018), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting UNT Press.