Fortunately, this took the rope out from under the horse's tail, but left him thoroughly frightened.

He could not do much bucking in the stream, for there were one or two places where we had to swim, and the shallows were either sandy or muddy; but across we went, at speed, and the calf made a wake like Pharaoh's army in the Red Sea.
On several occasions we had to fight fire.

In the geography books of my youth prairie fires were always portrayed as taking place in long grass, and all living things ran before them.

On the Northern cattle plains the grass was never long enough to be a source of danger to man or beast.
The fires were nothing like the forest fires in the Northern woods.

But they destroyed large quantities of feed, and we had to stop them where possible.