The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1882-09-16
THIS WESTERN COUNTRY.

1t is said O herd OF 5UO II horses
roam in the snake river valley.
Miles City r~eiolces that sufficient
stock has been subscribed to construct
an irrigation ditch.
According to the Inter- Mountain n
of a party of four tourists recently
visiting the Yellowstone Park I'M
fortunately was percipitated into q
geyser near Fire Hole river, while en-
deavoring to secure a piece of colored
formation IN the inside Of the crater.
His three companions, believing him to
have met his death from the Gall, re-
turned to camp with sad hearts, but to
their Joy and surprise their unlucky
conrade put in an appearance on the
next day about noon. He related q
most thrilling experience, stating that
in his fall he struck water feet fore
most and on rising to the surface he
chung to q rock, and soon discovered
that the water was rising, which con-
tlnued to rise until he was able to
make his escape.
''Look a-herei Tell them eastern
chaps that all that stuff about the
pleasures of prospectin' is anathematI-
cal rot, but he doesn't actually say
mathematical. Tell 'em that a fell
low who has chawed sow-belly and
corn-bread for four months without a
change of diet, and then by way of
variety has eaten his old shoes for
want of other stuffin' doesn't take
much stock in prospectin'. There may
be potry in being hungry and cold and
wet, and in peckin' away at a gol-
burned old hole in the ground that amt
got nothin' in it, but blessed il L dis
kiver it. Tel 'en that a man who is
a prospector is a assure vein Of misable
II .presumes he means miserablel
iackassery. Tell 'em if any gsloot tries
to give them taffy about the bald
headed old martyr who dies triumphant
in his faith, just to set him down as q
two-thousand-ounce fraud. old Pros
pector.
A son of Mr.. S. a. Thompson, OF
Mounds View Township, Ramsey coun-
ty, is now in Montana territory. In q
recent letter to his parents he narrates
some of his hunting adventures. He
finds game plenty and with his trusty
rifle brings down an occasional deer
and antelope. He also finds in great
numbers several varieties of large prai-
RE birds, the names Of which he does
not know. He details a rather start
ling adventure with wolves. He had
pursued a wounded deer some three
miles from his camp, when the dark
ness of night overlook him. On his
way back to his camp, where he had
left his companion, he found himself
suddenly surrounded by a numerous
pack of large, black Montana wolves.
The moon WAS shining brightly. He
could not tell how many of these yelp.
ing ours of the forest there were, but he
could see there were o good many. He
fred on the gang in as rapid succession
as possible and thus kept them at bay,
though at times they came within ten
feet of him. He finally reached the
camp in safety, having shot, he thinks,
more thsa twenty Of the wolves.-St.
Paul Globe.
The visitors were made to feel at
home in an instant by the fascinating,
we may almost say mesmeric,
of Red Pipe, whose dazzling beauty and
gorgeous costume was the centre of all
attraction. This lady's long inter
course with the best families of the
land, and her extensive residence
abroad, has made her one of the most
accomplished conversationalists, and
has impaired to her that grace and IT.
resistible ann that only culture and
refinement can impart. Her costume
was most marvelously rich, yet not
gaudy or loud, a fault of which most of
our ladies are guilty, and showed much
painstaking care in its selection. Her
hair was draped n la hang down, Sc
cured on each side with a combination
of otter skin and cavalry calico. Her
dress was of the Iarest calico of a beau
tifully brilliant red hue. dotted with
old grease and flour, cut in gunnysack
style. Her feet were encased in the
daintiest of moccasins OF the dimen-
sions Of cracker boxes, and polished
with gumbo until they assumed an
elephantbreath hue. For ornaments
she wore iewelry Of buffalo bones, clock
wheels and other bric-a-brac so dear to
the untutored heart. The browning
glory, however, was her perfume,
whose faint odor filled the room with q
smell of Undesirable sweetness, bring
ing to one's mind the balmy odor of a
slaughter house condemned by the
| hoard of health --Rlack Hills Timaa