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the mainstay of the sheepman, the cowman, and the farmer-
and even the town dudes eat 'em. We have seen that the frijole
appears on the menu in the Southwest from soup to dessert.
Now we note further that the frijole has become a part of the
folklore, the tradition, of the Southwest. Just as the barbecue and
the rodeo, the frijole is symbolic of the Southwest. The yarns
concerning the frijole are numerous in the Southwest. Here are
a few of the frijole windies.
The ranchman went to the telephone to call central to put
through an urgent call. It was a party line and, as usual, two
women on the adjoining ranches were talking. They discussed
their neighbors, their children, their husbands, their lambs, their
chickens and-at considerable length-their dresses. Finally,
when the listening ranchman had stood about all that he could,
one of the women asked the other what she was cooking for
dinner. "Oh, beans, as usual," was the reply. Quickly, the ranch-
man broke into the conversation and excitedly said, "Mrs. Jones,
I smell your beans burning." He heard an exclamation of dismay
and a receiver slammed on the hook. Grinning to himself, the
ranchman leisurely called central.
A cowboy from the Plains of Texas went into a restaurant
in St. Louis. The menu was chiefly in French and he could not
make heads or tails of it.
"Waiter," he said, "do you have any beans on here?"
"Yes," said the waiter.
"Put your finger on the one that's beans."
The waiter pointed out the item.
"Is that the only one that's beans?"
"Yes, that's all."
"Are you sure that none of the rest of them ain't beans?"
"I'm sorry," said the waiter, "but that is the only bean dish
on the menu tonight."
"All right," said the cowboy. "Bring me everything else."
A man was on his death-bed and the neighbors had gathered
to pay their last respects. Preparations were being made for his
funeral. He had been seriously ill for days and days and had
called and pled for water and for something to eat. The
members of the family and the neighbors who were nursing
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Dobie, J. Frank (James Frank), 1888-1964. Texian Stomping Grounds, book, 1941; Dallas, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metadc67663/m1/63/: accessed March 23, 2018), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting UNT Press.