A Wild Ride

A long time ago, a young woman from New York was driving through a remote part of Texas when her car broke down.  She was sitting, out of sorts, when a Native American on horseback came along and offered her a ride to a nearby town.

Thankful, she climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off.


 
The ride was uneventful, except that every few minutes the Indian would shout out a wild "Ye-e-e-e-e-ha-a-a-" so loud that it echoed off the surrounding hills.

When they arrived in town, he let her off at the local service station, she expressed her thanks, and he yelled a final "Ye-e-e-e-e-ha-a-a!" and rode off. 
 

 
"Why was that Indian so excited?" asked the service station attendant.

"I don't know. I just rode behind him on the horse with my arms around his waist and holding onto the saddle horn so that I wouldn't fall off," the woman answered. 

 
"Lady," the attendant said in a pained expression, "Indians don't use saddles."