This country warn't made for no humans-just Indians and rattlesnakes and cowhands is all it was intended for.
"Land of the Burnt Thigh"
Edith Eudora Kohl
"I told you this country wasn't fit for nothin' but cowhands," growled Sourdough.
"Land of the Burnt Thigh"
Edith Eudora Kohl
cowhands were hard to come by these days, and it was an unspoken premise that the men taking on such jobs would be vagrants, migratory workers, fugitives from justice and injustice.
"This Crowded Earth"
Robert Bloch