Ima Hogg loved horses all her life.
She was an accomplished horsewoman. Sometimes she rode a white horse named
“Joe,” a gift to J. S. Hogg from
the governor of Tennessee. Joe was “a gaited horse, a plantation horse, always
beautifully groomed so he was a picture under a saddle.” Ima’s brothers were
not allowed to ride this horse. Sometimes Ima would ride horseback from the 19th-Street
house all the way out to Mount Bonnell, on the outskirts of Austin. That was a
ride of about eight miles, there and back.
A University of Texas classmate
remembered Ima riding her horse across the campus in “a black close fitting riding-habit that only a woman of
superb physique could carry off to perfection, the shining beaver [hat] with
its fluttering veil, the gauntlets, the riding-crop, the long sweep of the robe
over the feet, the erect and of necessity a bit unnatural carriage in the side
saddle. Ima Hogg, unapproachable as she appeared seen atop the gallant steed,
was in reality a charming freshman ”
Vacationing in Colorado in 1900,
Ima found a pair of horses she wanted to buy, and she wrote to ask her father.
He wrote back immediately:
Find
out what is the least price that will purchase them delivered at Austin. Are
they stylish and good matches? About what will they weigh each? How do they
hold their heads? What are their gaits? Do they work single or double? How many
times have they run away? What are their ages? How many and what kinds of
brands are on them? Have they been scarred, crippled, wind-galled, spavined or
stove-up? Have they had the “swiny,” fistula or big-shoulder? Are they poor or
fat? Have they long or short tails and manes? Have they a pedigree and if so
what is it? From your intimation I infer that you would like to have them, and
doubtless you will take an interest in them sufficient to find out the answers
to these questions and let me know them. I rather inclined to tell you to buy
the horses if you want them on your own judgment and that I will pay for them
but upon reconsideration I concluded that it would be best for you to first
furnish me with the desired information about them, so that I can pass upon the
question of purchase myself.
J. S. Hogg loved his daughter, but
he was a shrewd horse-trader.
Ima on horseback: a fitting post for Rodeo time in Houston.
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