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Show ' MY FAVORITE STORIES By IRVIN S. COBB (Copyright.) The Fault of the Climate It ins been a good many years now Lelve anvhow since an en--ten Z. promoter- undertook to put terl7n Greater New lork a creditable r.Mticm a Frontier Day celebration celebra-tion round-up, euch as are in.sti-L in.sti-L ut Chevenne, Wyo.. and Pendle-n Pendle-n VI and other far Western ofl-ns His Intentions were good and ni spans were ambitious, but he fulled o reckon Into the proposition the fact at t,,e average New Yorker l.ndn t e faintest Idea what the t lung ; was all about, and thereupon failed to attend at-tend the show. The lamentable result was that the enterprise collapsed. The champion punchers and busters and ropers of the West, who had been drawn across the continent by the promise of good pav and fat prizes, were left stranded in 'the great city to make their way back home as best they could. I happened to know one of the disappointed dis-appointed outfit. I had met him years before on an Arizona ranch. One hot summer afternoon I met him as he went clanking along Park row in his . . . . . , ..A I.ir. liiiL-iirnrt high-lieeieii uoois uuu mo uv, hat and invited him into a life saving station in the World building. There, over cooling libations, I asked him for the details of his disastrous experience experi-ence on the occasion of this, his first, visit to the Eastern seaboard. "Well," he said, in his gorgeous drawl, "I had it worse than some of the boys did. Bein' busted here ain't Ihe only thing that's happened to me. On the second day of the show, In the ropin' contest, my pony fell with me, and then she rolled on me and mussed me up right sharply cracked a couple of ribs for me and split my upper lip here so the doctor had to take three or four stitches in It, and loosened up a bunch of front teeth. Well, that wasn't so bad. What really made me sore is that two days later I goes Into the bull-doggin' contest and wins first prize, and that very night the show busts up and I can't collect the money that was comin' to me." "Do you mean to tell me," I said, "that with two of your ribs fractured and your face ripped open you went Into the bull-dogging event within two days after sustaining those injuries?" 'Sure." said the simple child of nature, na-ture, "why not? I was entered for it, wasn't I?" "But didn't you suffer constant pain?" I asked. "I wonder how you could get about?" "Well," he said, "somethln' did keep on hotherin' me, but I figgered it was this here d n New York climate." |