The following poem was found in his typewriter on the morning of the 1940 death of the original cowboy poet, Lysius Gough . . .
The Old T-Anchor Ranch is gone, and with it the open range,
No more we'll ride the plains alone, there's been a mighty change.
No more we'll round the circle wide, in early Spring and Fall,
Or stamp T-Anchor on the hide and hear the yearlin's bawl.
No more we'll trail T-Anchor herds to Fort Reno and "Montan,"
or hear the drawling campfire words, nor wear the trail brown-tan.
We've seen cowboys in their prime, and the ranch in all its glory,
Now some have crossed the line and others bald and hoary.
May the T-Anchor Ranch in memory live through all the coming years,
And our deeds strong courage give to future youth and steers.
Reminiscing . . .
Many changes more have been,
in one life's fleeting span,
brought about by sturdy men,
who never failed to duty stand.
Historians, to thee this charge we give,
write for us three cherished words,
let them through future ages live,
cowboys, cutting horse, and herd. . . .
Judge Lysius Gough
29 July 1862 ~ 02 November 1940
