Western Story Magazine, May 12, 1934 — page 138: what you’re looking at

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136 Street & Smith’s the better. I want pards who will stay “put” with me in the Cassiar for two years. And if they do, they will get big returns! Let me hear from you hunters, trap- pers, miners, and prospectors.. But remem- ber, pards, that it will take a fair-sized grubstake to go into that country equipped to stay for two years. I estimate that we should have a few hundred apiece before we start. CassiaR SOURDOUGH. Care of The Tree. ; A rodeo boy has ridden in to hitch his hoss at the ol’ Holla. Dear Miss Rivers: I am a rodeo boy—coming to see if I can corral a few friends in every State. I’ve followed rodeos ever since I was thir- teen years old, first starting out as a steer rider. Now I’m riding broncs, and _ bull- dogging. I have been in thirty-two differ- ent States, so you see if I could corral a few friends, maybe we would meet this summer. For the last eight years, Ive been to every show at Cheyenne, Monte Vista, Burwell, Los Angeles, Pendleton, and in Calgary, Canada. I was at the World’s Fair at Chicago. Almost every winter I have gone East—to Boston and New York and made the shows back there, but last winter I was breaking horses, and stayed on in Texas. Well, I reckon I’ve said about enough, so let’s hear from you folks. Trxas SLIM. Care of The Tree. Here is a girl who can yarn with you folks about ranch life. Dear Miss Rivers: I was born in Wisconsin, was raised in Oregon, and at present I am living in Cali- fornia. My father had a ranch in Oregon. I started riding when I was six years old. I liked to ride bareback or with a sur- cingle and blanket. My brother was a horse trader and would bring in most any- thing. I liked the wild ones best. would always try to do him one better, and when he would turn the horses into the pasture, he would hide and watch me ~ride. I will admit that sometimes I hit the dust, but I had lots of fun. I would like to hear from any one who likes ranch life, and I hope I get back there some day, as that was the happiest time of my life. Rancu Miss. ~ Care of The Tree. Western Story Magazine Pards, you might give this letter your attention. Dear Miss Rivers: I am Scotch-Irish, forty years of age, and I am ~ thinking of going on a home- You folks who are interested in the gold and game country of the Cassiar and Stikine River mining district, just speak up to Cassiar Sourdough, who can tell you-all about this British Co- lumbia Northland. Wear your friend- maker membership badges, folks, when you speak up to this old sourdough. Twenty-five cents in coin or stamps sent to The Hollow Tree Department, Street & Smith’s Western Story Maga- zine, 79 Seventh Avenue, New York, N. Y., will bring you either the pin style or the button for the coat lapel. In ordering, be sure to state which you wish. stead in Washington or Oregon. I am go- ing where wild grouse is plentiful, and where there is good trapping. And, folks, although a real pard is very hard to find, nevertheless I am looking for one. I am not afraid of hard work myself, and I pre- fer a pard who wants to get ahead in life —one who would do his part. We could also prospect for gold a wee bit at odd times when we did not have anything else to do. Now is the time to get started, folks. Jack LaCuHeEur. 953 So. Menlo Avenue, Los Angeles, California. You ranch women are invited to speak right up. Dear Miss Rivers: . I.am a woman thirty-nine years of age who was born. and raised on a cattle ranch near Great Falls, Montana. I have trav- eled a lot—rode in New Mexico, Colo- rado, Arizona, and Montana. I love to ride, and I love all outdoor sports. I don’t meet people here who are interested or un- derstand that life, and- I would love to hear from some ranch or rodeo folks. Mrs. F. W. Care of The Tree. 6))))\e/5yo\o) Seon)