A woman from New York was driving through a remote part of Arizona when her car broke down.
An American Indian on horseback came along and kindly offered her a ride to the nearest town.
She climbed onto the horse behind him, and they set off together.
Every few minutes during the ride, the Indian would let out a loud
“Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!” that echoed through the hills and canyons.
When they arrived in town, he dropped her off at the service station, gave one final
“Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!” and rode off into the distance.
Curious, the service station attendant asked,
“What did you do to make him so excited?”
The woman, puzzled, replied,
“Nothing! I just held onto what I thought was the saddle horn to keep from falling off.”
The attendant smiled and said,
“Ma’am, that horse doesn’t have a saddle.”