My Great Grandfather, Andrew Jackson Davis, passed along many tales of his days herding cattle north out of Texas on the old Chisum Trail. "Jack" and his brother, George Washington Davis, were first rate working cowboys who made many trips driving cows up the Chisum to markets further north. They lived in Navarro Co, Texas and later George moved with his family to the area around Tolar, Texas. There were many obstacles to face along the trail in those days, including Indians. Jack Davis said that one night, while camped out in Indian territory, he "rubbed chewing tobacco in his eyes" so he would not fall asleep while guarding the cattle. Another time he found a man hanging from a tree. He rode into the nearest town and went into the saloon to ask for the sheriff, to report that "there is a man hanging outside town". Three men inside slowly turned and stared at him but said nothing. Jack immediately figured that the hanging was none of his business and slowly backed out the door, got on his horse, and rode back to the safety of his friends at their camp. He was also the "veterinarian" who was called on by any neighbors who had animals in need of medical attention. If a cow was "bloated" from eating too much clover, Jack knew just where to insert the knife to "let the air out". When he got old he continued to wear his white hat and white handlebar mustache. Jim