Welcome to day four of my Knott's Berry Farm tribute! Here are scans from three undated slides.
This couple happily poses with the least-imposing Sheriff of all time. The real sheriff must have been plugged full of lead by desperados, and this guy got the star-shaped badge by default.
Knott's had plenty of attractions suitable for small-fry, including "Old MacDonald's Farm". What city kid doesn't get a kick out of feeding and petting goats, sheep, and bunnies? Above the entrance, a bloodthirsty billy goat keeps a watchful eye on everything. Or is he eating the building?
This impressive fellow went by the name of Chief Red Feather. He apparently worked at Knott's for many years, since I have seen postcards featuring his photo when he looked considerably older. Here he resembles the noble Native Americans that N.C. Wyeth depicted in his many western illustrations. Here he is on a vintage postcard: