
Milton was gone for awhile, when he came back he brought a saddle with him. He gives me a horse and the saddle, and said Kate, you take care of the cattle, I’ll leave it up to you. Instead of sticking up for Doris, he turned to me. I said okay. So the next morning I got up and saddled the horse and got the cattle ready to take out. Doris came out with her son Billy in a small wagon. She said she was taking the cows out, I told her she might as well go on in the house, I was gonna take them out, she said you do not have too, it’s my job. I just took the horse, rounded up the cattle and went off and left her and that wagon. Finally she went back inside the house.
Two or three days later she picked up my saddle and packed it on her back all the way from Cowley down to the railroad station, it was about two and half miles and sent the saddle to Charlie. That left me without a saddle and I was not gonna ride a horse bareback out there with the cattle. Milton came in and saw what Doris had done. That was when Milton decided that it time for us to make our trip to Douglas Creek and we should leave as son as possible. We left as soon as Maggie was able to get around; she just had a baby (George). This was about the last of March.
We left Cowley around noon. Don had a small wagon with four horses, Milton had a big wagon with four horses and I had a buggy and one horse. The buggy was a two seater. Toots, Johnny, Ione, Iowa, and Mama. Gene, Robert and myself, would take turns riding the horses and herding the cattle and the other one would drive the buggy.
Don and Milton told me to take the buggy and go ahead of them. Don said that Milton and him had to pick up some saddles, and that they would catch up to us. Don gave me direction on how to go. I get out there in the flats and get lost, You could see for miles and miles and not see a thing. Mama got excited and wanted to know what we were going to do. I stop the horse and said that we would park right here in the buggy until Don came to find us. So here we set in the afternoon till Don came in about sunset. He took us back to camp. We were about ten miles from Worland when that happened. Every night the people that lived in that area would go through our cows to make sure that we did not pick up any of their cattle.
visit frank
We traveled until we get just outside of Worland. We made camp by the river. Frank was still cooking at the reformatory; they sent a car out for the kids, and me so we could stayed the night with Frank. The next morning they took me and kids down to meet Don and mama on the road. That was the last time that I saw Frank.
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