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A FRONTIER DOCTOR
wife and was treated to one of the most enjoyable meals
at their ranch home that I can remember.
When I rejoined our outfit I got a cordial welcome, as
Ryan had discovered his mistake in directing me and, to
make amends, cut my night watch from then on. When
we reached the head of the brakes leading to the Canadian
River, we found an ideal spot for a camp. There was a
fine spring at the bottom of a steep bank, from the crest of
which there lay unfolded before us a magnificent pano-
rama of the entire surrounding country, both plain and
valley. The stream flowing from this spring supplied
abundant water for our animals.
Here Ryan decided to leave the herd until he reported
to headquarters and learned what Moore wished to have
done with them. So, leaving Latigo Jim and me in charge,
supplied with fifteen horses and a chuck wagon, with in-
structions to hold the cattle until relieved from the home
ranch, he started home with the rest of the party.
Jim and I had taken a tarpaulin and our blankets to
the ridge above the spring and there pitched our camp.
We had been in this spot one week when a horseman
came in from the east with the information that he was a
Ranger, that the Comanches were out, and that he had
been sent up the valley to spread the alarm.
We found a shovel in the wagon and on this ridge dug a
hole about six feet long, four wide, and four deep, filling
a bunch of gunny sacks with the earth and placing them
all around the edge of our fort. After digging a winding
tunnel through which to crawl in or out, we were ready
for any hostile outfit that might show up. Ryan had left
us two Sharp's carbines with plenty of ammunition, in
addition to our revolvers. There was a hole in the tarpau-
lin big enough to run a fist through, about halfway be-
tween its center and edge. So we doubled it over with the
hole underneath, and spread it over our fort as a roof,
Here’s what’s next.
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Hoyt, Henry Franklin. A Frontier Doctor, book, 1929; Boston, Massachusetts. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth143532/m1/100/: accessed November 19, 2017), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting University of Texas Health Science Center Libraries.