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The Decline of the Poacher as Fold Hero in Texas

Edited by Kenneth L. Untiedt University of North Texas Press PDF



8:14 AM

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Either poaching develops good hunters or else great hunters make good poachers, but the two fit together exceptionally well. However, one cannot be both a poacher and a sportsman. Certainly, trespassing on private property to take game and fish is best done by the slob hunter, someone who thinks only in terms of himself, neither caring for the future of wildlife nor the condition of his country, a selfish person of limited vision for the greater good of his surroundings. But the poacher is a legitimate folk character, larger than life and invoking all kinds of images in Texas—some, unfortunately, favorable.

The most seductive image of the Texas poacher is the subconscious connection in the public eye with the legendary and romantic archer Robin Hood, who slew the King’s deer with deadly accuracy and robbed the rich to provide for the poor. This thief is acceptable in history only because of his time, and he hardly transfers to today’s market. Toleration of such habits in the twenty-first century is out of place. In the framework of Merry Old England, catching game illegally represented a steed of a different hue. It all started when Robin dropped a fine buck out of need, dispatched a

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Area Map of Neches River

Geraldine Ellis Watson University of North Texas Press PDF
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Pranks in Hungting Camp; Or, the Physiological and Psychological Benefits of Ancient Rites Practiced in Bucolic and Fraternal Settings

Edited by Kenneth L. Untiedt University of North Texas Press PDF



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For reasons yet to be explained, God and the Supreme Court placed hunting season during the shortest days of the year. For those who venture into nature to collect something edible rather than to escape TV, that means a lot of non-hunting time in hunting camp. Some hunters fill those hours with eating, drinking, arguing hunting strategies, conjuring visions of the next hunt, playing cards, eating, cooking, tinkering with mechanical devices such as hunting vehicles, cleaning hunting gear (including selected game), cleaning the cabin, and/or cleaning oneself.

While those are meaningful, productive and necessary, the serious hunter also requires creative activities. The two fundamental exercises of the imagination are: One, the preparation, polishing, and delivery of the day’s hunting story that includes in detail every animal seen, and the description of the width, breadth, length and points of the bucks’ horns with poetic license; and also the enumeration of the number of turkeys, feral hogs, and other game with manly exaggeration. Two, the preparation of the

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2 Why Reframing at Crunch Time Is Necessary

Peterson, Rick; Hoekstra, Judd Berrett-Koehler Publishers ePub

There is one thing I know. Never ever in history has panic ever solved anything. It’s literally never happened.1

— STEVEN SODERBERGH, Palme d’Or winner at the Cannes Film Festival, Academy Award winner for Best Director

Our brains are magnificent and powerful organs with ultra-fast processing speeds. A team of researchers using the fourth fastest supercomputer in the world—the K computer at the Riken research institute in Kobe, Japan—simulated one second of human brain activity. They did so by creating an artificial neural network of 1.73 billion nerve cells connected by 10.4 trillion synapses. While this is impressive, the researchers were not able to simulate the brain’s activity in real time. In fact, it took 40 minutes with the combined muscle of 82,944 processors in the K computer to get just 1 second of biological brain processing time.2

In order to operate at this breakneck speed, your brain uses shortcuts. It reflexively assesses a situation and tries to make meaning. One such shortcut is our instinctual fight, flight, or freeze response in the face of a perceived threat. Consider a situation where you are being chased down the street by the neighborhood pit bull. Your brain signals danger. Your brain then floods your body with chemical impulses that tell your body to fight, flee, or freeze. All of this happens in an instant, without your conscious thought.

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23 Divine Insanity

Mike Roos Quarry Books ePub

From his perch atop the team bench, Pete Gill raised his bare arms like wings and, with a high-pitched, otherworldly warble, took flight, more like a drunken pelican than a majestic eagle. So stupidly happy was he that for a moment he thought he might just keep winging his way up and up, looping through rafters of galvanized steel, punching through sheet metal and tar, and sailing on and on to commingle with planets and stars and distant nebulae and never, never, ever come down to salty earth again.

But he did come down, and Roy Allen was there to greet him with the kind of loving embrace that two grown men of their certain persuasion were not supposed to share, not openly in 1963, but which we must now look kindly upon, because the love was genuine and it was mutual and it was pure. For several seconds, they hippity-hopped and bippity-bounced and slippity-slapped each other, like silly children on a trampoline, emitting strange musical sounds of joy beyond words, because there were no words to express them. The players too were in similar flights of ecstasy, and Pete and Roy soon joined them in a heap of scrambled eggs at center court, wiggling and giggling in a mad mindless rapture of sheer delight.

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Contributor's Vitas

Edited by Kenneth L. Untiedt University of North Texas Press PDF



8:18 AM

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Francis Edward Abernethy is Professor Emeritus of English at

Stephen F. Austin State University and Editor Emeritus of the

Texas Folklore Society.

Len Ainsworth indulges his interest in things “Texas” via involvement in the National Ranching Heritage Center, the National Cowboy Symposium and Celebration, and by dealing in collectible books through his Adobe Book Collection (www.adobebookcollection

.com). He is a member of a local Westerners corral, TSHA, TFS, and is a frequent contributor to the RHA quarterly Ranch Record. He is

Emeritus Professor and Vice-Provost of Texas Tech University.

Randy Cameron is a native Texan and a retired journalism instructor. He is now a fly fishing guide in Colorado, where he lives on the Rio Grande River in the San Juan Mountains with his wife Mary and son Will.

Mary Margaret Dougherty Campbell, a sixth-generation Texan, holds a B.A. and an M.A. in English from Texas Tech University, and also an M.S. in Educational Administration from Texas A & M University, Corpus Christi. She has presented papers at the South Central

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Detail maps

Geraldine Ellis Watson University of North Texas Press PDF
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3. Salesman

Abraham Aamidor Indiana University Press ePub

Akron may have been a watershed in Chuck Taylor’s playing days. Firestone and Goodyear basketball continued to prosper, but Chuck was not part of it. After leaving the Non-Skids, he moved to Detroit and joined teams supported by first the Dodge Brothers, the famous automobile manufacturers, then by the T. B. Rayl Company, a large sporting goods retailer in the city. What Chuck had learned in Akron, besides some pointers from Sheeks and skills gained in competitive play, was the art of self-promotion. The Akron Beacon Journal covered Firestone and Goodyear basketball well, and the local factory boys were treated like real stars. Chuck took a few newspaper clippings and that rooftop photo of him in a Firestone uniform and made himself out to be a celebrity when he arrived in Detroit. The game plan? Reinvent himself.

First, he wangled a small story in one of the Detroit papers in late 1921 after he joined the Dodge Brothers factory team. Taylor “is generally regarded here as the smartest handler of the ball seen in a local uniform in some years,” the short item proclaimed, accompanied by that rooftop photo of Chuck in the Firestones’ jersey.1 The move to the Rayls was even more provident. The Rayls often traveled to other midwestern cities, including in Indiana and Wisconsin, and claimed a “Midwest championship” in 1919. They also made a couple of appearances in Fort Wayne, where Chuck might first have heard of them.2 Chuck may have worked on the assembly line for Dodge during the day, and he most likely sold athletic goods for Rayl. As both company teams were sponsored, Chuck would have worked and/or played ball on salary—a security blanket that was to become increasingly important to him later in life.

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Appendix II - Top Hand Winners

Mitchel P. Roth University of North Texas Press ePub

Top Hand Winners

The Top Hand award, the most prestigious of all TPR awards, was presented to the cowboy who earned the most total money by riding in or scoring highest in the major riding events, which included saddle bronc, bareback bronc, and bullriding. The Top Hand received an engraved gold and silver belt buckle acclaiming him Top Hand.


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Part Two Day 3

Geraldine Ellis Watson University of North Texas Press PDF

Reflections on the Neches

Part Two

Day 3


River Mile 86

8:30 A.M.

Next morning, after an uneventful night, I launched off and stopped at the next cutbank bend and climbed the bluff, planning to explore an inland lake called Morgan Lake. The once magnificent forests adjacent to the river here have been clearcut and the rough road, which led from the bluff toward the forests, fanned out in numerous branches into the clearcut. I was unable to locate the lake, but did find something else more interesting. Where the soil had eroded along the road leading from the bluff, I found flint chips, bits of charcoal, and pottery shards, which indicated that this bluff had been an Indian habitation site. All these bluffs where the river cut into higher terraces must have been inhabited by the aborigines. I would have liked to spend more time exploring here but planned to spend the night at the Eason camp and wasn’t sure how long it would take me to get there, so I proceeded on my way.


River Mile 84

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Chapter 10 - The Texas Prison Rodeo Goes Hollywood (1960–1964)

Mitchel P. Roth University of North Texas Press ePub

The Texas Prison Rodeo Goes Hollywood (1960–1964)

“The state should pay for stuff the rodeo paid for.”

—George Beto, c. 1962

IN the 1950s, most Americans equated Texas with cattle culture and perhaps the last vestiges of the mythic western frontier. But the assassination of President John F. Kennedy in 1963 would impact not just the national consciousness, but the way Americans viewed the Lone Star State as well. Indeed, many observers commented that the series of tragic events that unfolded in Dallas symbolized a Texas where other forces were at work, more Deep South than Wild West, a place that the rest of the nation increasingly linked with “bigotry, backwardness and backlash.”1

As the Texas prison system moved into the 1960s, it remained like many of the “warm weather gulags of the South,” overcrowded and still playing catch-up with the modern era. One observer even prosaically suggested that these “plantation prisons” including Angola, Louisiana, Parchman, Mississippi, and the Texas prison system, “remained fixed in a terrible social amber, mostly unchanged since the post-Reconstruction boom years of Southern corrections.”2 In the 1960s, perhaps seen as a move toward distinguishing Texas from other southern agricultural prison systems, the prison “farms” were rechristened prison units, but this did little to change conditions. Prisoners, violent and non-violent alike, continued to languish in dorms out on the prison farm units, where they were sustained with what passed for food and inadequate medical care, while guarded by the ever-present trustees, who remained free to abuse and exploit fellow inmates, all in the name of keeping order.

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A Wyoming Cowboy

Ron Tatum University of North Texas Press ePub

A Wyoming Cowboy

Recalcitrant horses can be tricked, outsmarted, manhandled, pushed, and shoved, but there is another way: listening to them.

All horseshoers talk to horses, but few horseshoers listen to what the horses have to say in return. One of those who listens is a tough old cowboy named Larry Swingle. At the time I knew him, he had spent twenty years as a horseshoer, during which time he began to study horse musculature and everything else he could find out about horses. He was friends with the right people so he had access to the bodies of dead horses, which he cut open and studied as closely as a first-year medical student working on a cadaver. He learned just about all there was to know about horse anatomy . . . more than the average veterinarian learned in school. During this process, he discovered that he could also communicate with horses. He could understand them. Eventually, he possessed the extraordinary ability to recognize a horse’s physical abnormalities, and the equally extraordinary ability to communicate directly with the horse. Over a period of one year, I was a personal witness to these abilities.

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Indiana VS. Butler, 11-27-11 (75-59)

The Herald-Times Indiana University Press ePub

Indiana Hoosiers forward Christian Watford (2) is fouled by Butler Bulldogs forward Khyle Marshall (23) as he attempts to dunk the ball during the Indiana Butler men’s basketball game at Assembly Hall in Bloomington, Ind., Sunday, Nov. 27, 2011.

By Dustin Dopirak

It is standard procedure to describe sixth men as catalysts, to speak of them providing sparks or injections of energy and scoring.

But as much as Indiana sophomore swingman and first man off the bench Will Sheehey sparked the Hoosiers on Sunday night, he also steadied them during what was unquestionably the most turbulent stretch of basketball the Hoosiers have played this year. In large part because of Sheehey, the Hoosiers never trailed during a slump of 10 minutes and 21 seconds without a field goal. He finished with a career-high 21 points, helping Indiana hold off a gritty Butler squad and run away with a 75-59 win in front of 17,265 at Assembly Hall on Sunday night.

The game served as the de facto championship game of the Hoosier Invitational, a round-robin event that included IU, Butler, Chattanooga, Savannah State and Gardner-Webb but did not have a tournament setup. Indiana (6-0) claimed a trophy for the victory, however, and Sheehey was named tournament MVP.

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17 I’d Like to Teach the World to Sing

Mike Roos Quarry Books ePub

Someone had put coal in the Spuds’ Christmas stockings. Mercifully Pete did not force the team to practice on Christmas Day, but he held practice on Christmas Eve and on the day after Christmas and on every other day over Christmas break. The practices were every bit as merciless as they had been in the preseason, if not more so. Pete, however, backed off from any special focus on Joe Lents, who nevertheless retreated into a quiet funk, while the rest of the team waited for him to return his head to winning basketball. It would take a while.

Joe was not about to get over the incident quickly. In January and February, his scoring markedly declined from the sixteen points he was averaging per game prior to the tourney. Most games he barely reached double figures. Before the holidays, Joe was fourth in the conference in scoring. By the end of the regular season, he had dropped to ninth. This was not the way he had wanted his senior season to go, but he just could not get himself motivated to play his best for Pete Gill.

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5 Turkey Run and the White Horse Tavern

Mike Roos Quarry Books ePub

Pete Gill shoved his way through the front door of his rented bungalow on the edge of the little town of Marshall, Indiana. “Glenda! I’m home!”

“Daddy!” Four-year-old Ellen came running to her father.

“Hey, my little darling! How was your day?” Pete swung his daughter up into his arms and gave her a loving kiss on the cheek.

“I found a shamrock, Daddy!” Ellen revealed a single shaft of clover in her small palm.

“You did! Well, that’s our good luck charm, honey. Hold on to that! We’re gonna need it! Where’s your little brother?”

“Joey’s sleeping.”

“That’s good.”

Pete’s wife, Glenda, appeared at the kitchen door. “So soon?”

Pete pecked Ellen again and set her down to run back to her room. “Don’t lose that shamrock, baby!” Pete kept his eyes away from his wife’s. “I quit, Glenda,” he mumbled.

His wife stared at him, dumbfounded. “Aw, Pete! Are you crazy? Not again!”

“I’m out. Done with it.” Pete dropped his body onto the couch.

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