Some observed, but the average American hunter's observations on game animals are about as illuminating as the trophy-stuffed den of a rich oilman or the lockers of a packing house.
"Guide to Life and Literature of the Southwest"
J. Frank Dobie
We haven't nowhere else to go if you don't hang it here, The Water Color place allows no oilman to appear- And the British Gallery sticks to Dutch, Teniers and Gerard Douw, And the Suffolk Gallery will not do-it's not a Suffolk Cow: I wish you'd seen him painting her, he hardly took his meals Till she was painted on the board, correct from head to heels: His heart and soul was in his Cow, and almost made him shabby, He hardly whipped the boys at all,-or helped to nurse the babby, And when he had her all complete and painted over red, He got so grand, I really thought him going off his head.
"The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood"
Thomas Hood
In the second poem of the First Book we read that an oilman possessed a fine parrot, who amused him with her prattle and watched his shop during his absence.
"Flowers from a Persian Garden and Other Papers"
W. A. Clouston