Interview with Roy Wilhelm, December 24, 1992

'''Roy''':  Yeah, old man Graham Cowley.  These guys just carried on the business.   

'''Roy''':  Yeah, old man Graham Cowley.  These guys just carried on the business.   

'''Roy''': Yeah, when this breakup come.  It was all over there for them.  Their friends, the people they were raised with, they were all movin' out.  They were on the range see, and they had learned to, incidentally, [[Bateman Haight Wilhelm|Grandpa]] still had a remnant of his cows and when he got out of this here "captain of the guards," he'd lost his squatters right up at Valle Bonito, the old Goodman set, so he made a deal with the Mexicans at Mineral.  Rented a house and moved his cattle up there, that was his headquarters.  Well, while they were there and Haight and Grandpa was still riding herd on this big bunch of cattle, the Mexicans had raised down in the Scott place, that meadow down there, they'd raised a barley patch, a big barley field and they didn't have the way of gatherin' it that we have nowadays and time they got through mowin' and gatherin' up there was about, well, just too much of this crop still down there but it was just goin' to waste so anybody was welcome to go pick it up by hand  and my Dad found out that it was worth five dollars a hundred pounds and that he could thresh it by hand, gather it up by hand and thresh the stuff by hand and eventually git him five dollars, so he did that.  Well that's quite a chore for a little kid to do that, see.  He wanted the money, he'd seen a pair of boots down to St. Johns or Concho in a store and that's what he was aimin' at.  Those boots were five dollars, red boots, red leather boots.  So when he got it done he says to his Dad when he went for supplies, he says, "I saved this up, a hundred pounds here and I want those boots.  Will you sell this barley for me and bring back the boots?"  And Grandpa told him yes, throwed the sack in and never said anymore about it.  Pa never heard of the boots anymore and there was a gap between him and his Dad like there was between me and Pa, see, so they didn't talk things over, see, and Pa held that against his Dad till the day he died.   

'''Roy''': Yeah, when this breakup come.  It was all over there for them.  Their friends, the people they were raised with, they were all movin' out.  They were on the range see, and they had learned to, incidentally, [[Bateman Haight Wilhelm|Grandpa]] still had a remnant of his cows and when he got out of this here "captain of the guards," he'd lost his squatters right up at Valle Bonito, the old Goodman set, so he made a deal with the Mexicans at Mineral.  Rented a house and moved his cattle up there, that was his headquarters.  Well, while they were there and Haight and Grandpa was still riding herd on this big bunch of cattle, the Mexicans had raised down in the Scott place, that meadow down there, they'd raised a barley patch, a big barley field and they didn't have the way of gatherin' it that we have nowadays and time they got through mowin' and gatherin' up there was about, well, just too much of this crop still down there but it was just goin' to waste so anybody was welcome to go pick it up by hand  and my Dad found out that it was worth five dollars a hundred pounds and that he could thresh it by hand, gather it up by hand and thresh the stuff by hand and eventually git him five dollars, so he did that.  Well that's quite a chore for a little kid to do that, see.  He wanted the money, he'd seen a pair of boots down to St. Johns or Concho in a store and that's what he was aimin' at.  Those boots were five dollars, red boots, red leather boots.  So when he got it done he says to his Dad when he went for supplies, he says, "I saved this up, a hundred pounds here and I want those boots.  Will you sell this barley for me and bring back the boots?"  And Grandpa told him yes, throwed the sack in and never said anymore about it.  Pa never heard of the boots anymore and there was a gap between him and his Dad like there was between me and Pa, see, so they didn't talk things over, see, and Pa held that against his Dad till the day he died.