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• Shooting Up The Town

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• Shooting Up The Town
  

TRANSCRIPTION: In the early existence of the cattle industry there was always a lively time in the nearest settlement when round-up was over, and the cowboys came in for a little celebration. They always dashed into town at top speed, sitting their ponies like centaurs, yelling like coyotes, and punctuating the noise with cracks of their long .45s. Sometimes they rode into saloons and demanded drinks for themselves and their horses. It was considered quite good form for a cowboy to shoot out the lights in a place, and was also proper to call next day and settle for all the damage unless, as often happened, he had already thrown a roil of bills on the bar and told the proprietor to treat all hands. The cowboy accepted the rough duties of his life cheerfully, and when his time came to play, accepted that as cheerfully. When his money was gone, he was perfectly satisfied to go back to the ranch and begin where he left off.