WHEN THE TEMPERATURE WAS 72 DEGREES BELOW ZERO C. C. French, Fort Worth, Texas, Page #0741
In his trail driving Mr. Saul had no trouble with the inspectors, and very little
with the Indians. When the redskins asked him for a beef they got it.
Mr. Saul now resides on his ranch near Bandera, Texas, and delights to meet up
with comrades of those good old days when "going up the trail" was in order.
WHEN THE TEMPERATURE WAS 72 DEGREES BELOW ZERO
C. C. French, Fort Worth, Texas
My father, Joseph H. French, and family left Philadelphia in the late fifties and
came west to the Ohio river, then down the Ohio to the Mississippi to New
Orleans, then to Galveston by steamer, from Galveston to Columbus by rail,
thence to San Antonio by four-mule ambulance. During the Civil War
father had a contract for delivering beef cattle to the Confederate
army. He was paid in Confederate money and it broke him. After my father's
death, my mother took my brother, sister and myself back to Philadelphia. My
brother Horace G. French, was one of the bosses who drove many herds of cattle
over the trail. In 1874 he had delivered a herd in Wyoming and while on his way
back to Texas, he came to his old home in Philadelphia to visit us. I was then a
boy in school, but my brother's narratives about trail driving interested me so
that I determined to come to Texas the first opportunity that presented itself.
In the spring of 1876 I landed in Austin, and the first sight