Dere Mojave

Yore pore ol pardner has gone on got hisself all fixed up.  I hav unfolled my soogan here in thu wicky-ups uv learnin for three snos too come.   An I wunder wich way is thu wagin now.  Yeh, fella, yued trade thu ranch for my unyform, yu damned fule an Id swap the unyform fer a bronc cack an thu school in fer about forty feet u good maggy rope .... so ther ye air but where air ye? Ther is a lot uv prime fillies here but they aint nosing yur pardner.  There is too many roached Morgan ponies here with fraterniti pins for them to notise a pore broken don cow hawse.  I guess Ill be loboin it here all rite i wunder if yu cud tell me where thu wagin is camped.  I aint a ridin for hit rite now bein still tide up with thu C U outfi but it wont be long until I tris to git a job with thu W I L D bunch, an id sorta like to knoe if there wagin will be where I herd it wuz, ur if they ev muved camp will there be a sine ther to tell a fella wich wey hit went?  wen I come a ridin i wont be no rep hand, so wont have no string nor no pack hors nor nuthin, but jist a pore lone waddie trying to git along ... jist a ridin, jist a ridin, evry day withot a change an thus desert sun a gleemin on a thousand mile o range .... its all rite Mojave Ill jest play waht I got in frunt ov me and wen them urh gon wy I gess that'll be all an I dont think itll tak a grate wile to give hese back to em, hits a hard game to beet an Ive seen peepul who got panes in thur nees from sittin too long around a poker tabel so I hay mad a littul prayer to hu gods uv thu hills that before too many snoses gos off ill cum a ridin. which is about all that can be sed this mawnin

Yore pore ol pardner

         El Tigre del Norte