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In
Arizona he proved his worth to his employer by adding two talents, one
cultural and one practical. Through his association with Mexican vaqueros
he learned, he said, to speak Spanish like a native. More important
for his boss, he became especially adept at reading brands, becoming
the outfit’s chief authority. Sometimes when he had identified a steer,
he had to cut it out of the heard, by throwing it if necessary…
Like
many another cowboy who wrote about his adventures on the range, Nat
bragged of some of his escapades while drunk. Once in Mexico he rode
into a saloon while firing his forty-five and enjoyed the exhilarating
ride out while the Mexicans were firing at him. On another occasion
he rode by Fort Dodge while full of whisky. He suddenly conceived the
“fool idea” that he should rope a cannon. It would not budge, and Love
was arrested by the soldiers. When he explained that he wanted to take
a cannon back to Texas to use against Indians, they laughed and let
him go.
…In
the spring of 1876, Love’s outfit received an order for three thousand
three-year-old steers to be delivered at Deadwood. The route took them
through New Mexico and Colorado, to Cheyenne and into the Dakotas.
On June 25, while Nat and the other cowboys were within eight or nine
days’ drive of their destination, General Custer and his troops, over
to the west on the Little Big Horn, were eliminated by the Sioux under
Sitting Bull. (“We did not know at the time,” Nat wrote, “or we would
have gone to Custer’s assistance.”) Arriving near Deadwood on July
3, the cowboys delivered the herd and got ready for the fourth. Deadwood,
on July 4, 1876, was a brand new town, booming because of the recent
discovery of the Homestakes mine.
The
town was ready for the cowboys when they rode into it on the morning
of the fourth. The mining men and gamblers organized a roping contest,
and collected two hundred dollars for prize money. Six of the contestants,
Nat reported, were Negroes. Each cowboy was to rope, throw, tie, bridle
and saddle a mustang in the shortest possible time; and the horses were
not chosen for gentleness. Nat told what happened: “I roped, threw,
tied, bridled, saddled and mounted my mustang in exactly nine minutes
from the crack of the gun. The time of the next nearest competitor
was twelve minutes and thirty seconds. This gave me the record and
the championship of the West, which I held up to the time I quit the
business.”
With
the roping contest completed, a dispute arose over who was the best
shot. So a shooting contest was arranged for the afternoon. A range
was measured off for the rifle contest at 100 and 250 yards. And the
range for the Colts was set at 150 yards, a distance which appears to
be one of Nat’s fancier exaggerations. Each contestant had fourteen
shots with the rifle and twelve shots with his Colt. Nat placed all
of his rifle shots in the bull’s eye and ten of his twelve pistol shots
in the center! His nearest competitor hit only eight with the rifle
and five with the forty-five. The winner, and “hero of Deadwood,” was
Nat Love, the Negro cowboy and former slave. Along with the prize money,
the grateful and excited men of Deadwood conferred on Nat the title
of “Deadwood Dick,” a name which he carried with “honor” ever after.
Excerpted
from the book THE NEGRO COWBOYS by Philip Durham and Everett L. Jones,
Dodd, Mead & Company, 1965
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