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The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1883-05-16
CHICO, MONTANA, May 8th, 1883.
Editor Chronicle:


Editor Chronicle:
If should write to you of all the min
ing enterprises on foot here you would
think the statement of your would-be
mayor-but failed to get there-was wide
of the mark, when he told your cores
pondent only two yearsag that Gallatin
county was clearly an agricultural county
and that no mines of value would ever
be found within the limits of the county.
But he was one of those men that looks
through mill stone without the aid of
glasses, and consequently makes blum
der occasionally.
The mining enterprise of the Henry
Willard mining company, under the man
agement of our old time friend, Hon. H.
N. Mcguire, is bound to be one of the
grand successes of the age, while Ed
wards, Pike & Co., before autumn SHOWS
fall thick and fast" will turn many a
silver-lined cloud to tinge of gold.
Glidden & Shafer with their usual
energy have opened up new channel in
their placer claim and are taking out
twenty dollars per day to the man.
The Mill Creek mining company have
just began work ON their mining location
and have fair prospects that justify both
the expenditure of labor and money.
The quartz mining interest is kept
alive by the continued efforts of Jacob
Fleshman, w. H. Lee, Alex. Erwin and
one or two others, who have not lost
faith in the richness of the lodges of the
district. While we look forward to the
development Of our quartz interest to
bring our heads above water, we shall
never lose faith in our
GOLD PLACERs.
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How to Dispose of Mongrel
Pups.

A citizen of Paducah, Kentucky became
possessed of litter of pups of worth
less breed, but, being humane man,
was averse to slaughtering them. So he
proposed to the captain of a steamer that
he should take them up the Tennessee
river and try to give them away. The
captain told the owner to put them in q
basket, cover it with mosquito netting
and invoice them to some person in
Florence, Alabama, at value Of $25 each.
This was done, and the basket of pups
placed at the bottom of the cabin stair
way, where they were surrounded by an
admiring throng, the captain OCCASIONAL
ly speaking a good word for them. Be-
fore the boat reached Johnsonyille every
pup in the basket had been stolen and
spirited away by admirers of choice dog
flesh,
The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1883-05-16
Putting Wolves to Death.

One use of the whalebone to which
the Esquimaux put it, and one case of
which came under my personal observa-
ton, must not allow to pass unnoticed,
Whenever wolves have been unusually
predatory, have destroyed favorite dog
or SO, or dug up cache or reindeer meat
just when it was needed, or in any way
have aroused the ire of the Innuit hunt
er, he takes strip of whalebone about
the size of those used in corsets, wraps it
up into compact helical mass like q
watch spring, having previously sharpen
ed both ends, then ties it together with
reindeer sinew, and plasters it with a
compound of blood and grease, which is
allowed to freeze, and forms a binding
cement sufficiently strong to hold the
sinew string at every second or third
turn. This, with lot of similar looking
bats of meat and blubber, is scattered
over the snow or ground, and the hungry
wolf deyours it along with the others,
and when it is thawed Thy the warmth
of his stomach it elongates and has the
well-known effect of whalebone on the
system, but having the military advant-
age of interior lines its effects are more
rapid, killing the poor wolf, with the
most horrible agonies, in a couple of
days
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Sullivan a Business Man.

John L. Sullivan said to-day in an in
terview: II am done with ring fighting.
My mother and father and wife have
been at me for long time about it, and
have concluded to obey their wishes. /
am champion of America now, and if l
was to beat dozen more fighters in the
ring that all / could he, anyhow. I have
taken place on Washington street here,
and am going into business, and am
going to behave myself If any of the
fighters think they can do me with the
gloves will always be ready to make a
match with them, and to convince them
of their error Then l am well liked
here, and can take a benefit year that
with proper attractions, can be made to
yield me all the way from s., 600 to $l0,-
600. There is nomoney in the ring after
you have made your reputation, and 1
had to go up against the best men in the
country to make mine.'
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any one might have gone through the
house were 1t not for the dogs. They
slept in the library, and Alexander
Stephens always occupied the chamber
which opened into this. A step on the
porch would raise terrible bowling, and
it would have been indeed dangerous for
any robber to have entered over such a
guard.
There is one dog which deserves to be
known in history, and that is Mr.. Steph-
ems old poodle, Rio. He was for years
Mr.. Stephens constant companion. He
loved him as an intimate friend, and
when he died he shed tears over his
grave, Rio was remarkable dog. He
could reason more than any animal l
have ever known. 1 remember at Lib
erty hall we would be talking about
something going wrong on the place, and
Rio would rise and 60 to the spot spoken
of by us. He seemed to understand
language, and his face was very much
like that of a human. He was big, fat
poodle, with wool as white as snow, as
heavy as that of a sheep and as soft as
silk. He had high forehead, and bright
black eyes. He grew blind several years
before he died, and Mr.. Stephens took as
much care of him as he would have done
bad he been his own flesh and blood
When he died he put him in a wooden
coffin and buried him in the garden. He
had intended to have erected a marble
slab over his grave, but this was put off
and finally neglected. He never cast off
any of his dogs in their old age, and
Troup, Pluck, Frank and half a dozen
other of his pets were cared for during
their declining years of senility and de-
crepitude.
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Correspondence.
MAMMOTH CRY, May 8th, 1888


Editor Chronicle:
The new town of the Mammoth Hot
Springs is fact of the present; dream
of the past realized; what gable endown
that has not prophesied that this was a
natural point for grand city, by each
and every one, yet none claim to be
prophet or the son of a prophet, but here
we are city OF grand proportions and
wonderful expectations. Already we are
blessed with ten saloons, three stores,
three hotels, and all the modern i'm
provements except churches, which like
the smallpox, will come with the influx
Of population.
The lack oflumber retards the build
ing up of our city, and to-day it resembles
General Grants camp ON the "Stanislaus,"
before his memorable charge, when he
captured the whole tribe of Digger In
dams.
The worst misfortune we have met
with however, is the refusal of the Natio-
nal Park superintendent to allow citi-
zens on the outside of the National
Park to haul firewood from within the
boundaries of the Park to cook their
bacon and beans with. It is a little
strange that when thousands of cords of
down timber lies rotting upon the ground
which within few years will be worth
less for any purpose whatever, that a
misguided and selfish policy should rob
the very men of the right to the use of
wood to cook their humble meal. whose
very efforts in the early history of our
country, made visit to the park possible.
When we first visited the grand wonder
land of the world, now known as the
National Park, we took our pack animals
and "camped on the trail" "after sober"
and partook of what nature provided in
the way of firewood. 1T waen't all
bottled either" and there was none to
say nay. But when Hatch, Snach, Grab
& Co., gets control of the business in this
section we can say with Cardinal Wool
sey, farewell, farewell, to all our great
ness.
ANsE Our.
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Why He Left.
Ne,c Orleans States.
The arkansas Traveller.

"Arkansaw journalism was not very in
viting when I came to the state, said the
religious editor of an apostolic publica-
ton, "but I came regardless ofinvitation.
1 entered the newspaper business at quite
an early age, and soon became local
editor of the Nashville Union, a paper that
fourished before the war. We had no
reporters in those semi-weekly days of
southern journalism. The local editor
was supposed to gather all the news and
write it in accordance with his own ideas.
There was no managing editor. The
editor was too much occupied with poll
tics to pay any attention to news matters;
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Mr.. Stephens Dog.
CZedrelund Leader.

Alexander Stephens was fond of any
creature with which he came in contact.
He liked animals of all kinds, and espec-
tally young animals. At home he paid
much attention to his little pigs; was
very careful that their mother should
not injure them by rolling upon them.
He always had several dogs about him.
He treated them as almost human, and 1
think he considered them nearly 80. He
would talk to them and pet them. They
slept at night either in his room or on
the outside of the door. At Liberty hall
the doors were never closed at night, and
The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1883-05-16
A Novel Club Supper.
From q Philadelphia Letter.

The other evening the Clover club
gave dinner in honor of the representa-
tives and journalists at the convention.
Among the invited were Mooney, Egan,
Brennan, Father Cronin, F. A. Richard
son of the Baltimore Sun, Young, Hugh
Hastings, George Alfred Townsend and
several others. The Clover club is a
somewhat curious institution, and it
gives its guests good time on principles
of energetic novelty. The president is
Moses P. Handy, the brilliant managing
editor of the Philadelphia Press, and
among the members present in the capa-
city of hosts were A. K. Mcclure, editor
of the Times, Charles Emory Smith, chief
editor of the Press, and Messrs. Balch,
Lambert, Deacon, Gillian, Bum, Hoyt,
Bingham and several others well known
in literary circles over here. I have said
there are some peculiarities about the
Clover club. They ait down to table
built in the shape of a four-leafed clover.
In the room, and shading some of the
guests, is an orange tree full of fruit.
Every now and then during the dinner
one of the club shouts: "Now, then! all
hands repeat the cry" and the guest
learns that "now then" when translated,
means "take drink" Whoever hap
pens to be the latest member of the club
is called the baby, and has to sit in q
high chair with ribbon about his neck,
suspending an infants rattle. Lambert,
of the Times, occupied that post last
night. The proceedings begin by passing
around the board huge silver cup filled
with punch, from which the guests drink
standing. while the club cheers. After
dinner toasts are in order, and woe to the
man who undertakes to do the regula-
ton thing by way Of thanking the club
for hospitality, and that sort of business.
The minute anybody starts in on set
phrase everybody shouts "Ch estnut,"
and down he comes. Last evening a
street band of perfectly funeral caliber
was making night uncomfortable out in
street, and one of the club members
promptly went out and brought in the
whole crowd to play between the
speeches. I have before this seen some
pretty fair limitations of a disorderly good
time, but the sort of entertainment fur
nished by the Clover club is certainly
the real original thing. Any man with
the slightest sense of humor who could
keep up his solemnity in that room
ought to be an angel. Last evening the
guests were in perpetual and stentorian
roar
The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1883-05-16
His Pa Busted.
Eo,n Pecks Sun.

"Say, can't sell you some stock in
silver mine," asked the bad boy of the
grocery man, as he came in the store and
pulled from his breast pocket document
printed on parchment paper, and repre-
senting several thousand dollars worth of
stock, in silver mine.
"Lookahere," said the grocery man, as
he turned pale, and thought Of telephon-
ing to the public station for a detective,
you haven't been stealing your fathers
mining stock have you? Now you go
right back home and put that stock in
your pas safe, like q good boy"
Put it in the safe! Oh, no, we feep it
in q box stall in the barn. I will trade
this thousand dollars in stock for two
heads Of lettuce and get pa to sign itover
to you, il you say 20. Pa told me I could
have the whole trunk full if I wanted it,
and the hired girls are using the silver
stock to clean windows and kindle fires,
and p has quit the church and says he
won't belong to any concern that har-
bors bilks. What's bilkr said the boy,
q he opened . candy jar and took out
four sticks Of horehound CANDY.
"A bilk," said the grocery man, as he
watched the boy, sis fellow that plays
a man for candy or money, or anything
and don't intend to return an equivalent.
You are small sized blk. But what's
the matter with your pa and the church,
and what has the silver mining stock got
to do with it?"
Well, You remember that exhorter who
was here last fall and used to board
around with the church people all the
week and talk about Zion and laying up
treasures where the moths wouldn't
gnaw them and they wouldn't get rusty,
and where thieves wouldn't pry off the
hinges. He was the one that used to 60
homo with ma from prayer-meeting
when p was down town, and who want
ed to pay off the church debt in solid
silver bricks He's the blk. guess if
pa should get him by the back of the
neck he would jerk nine kinds Of religion
out Of him. When you strike . pious
man on the pocket-book it hurts him.
That man prayed and sang like an angel
and boarded around like q tramp. He
stayed It our house over . week, and he
: had specimens of rock that were chuck
full Of silver and gold, and he and pa used
to sit mp nights and look at it. That
mans scheme was to let all the church
people who were in good standing and
who had plenty of money into the COM
pany, and when the mine began to re-
turn dividends by the car load, they
could give largely to the church, and pay
the debts Of all the churches, and put
down carpets and fresco the ceiling. The
man said he felt that he had been steened
into that silver mine by higher power
and his idea was to work it for the glory
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Oh the C2u10. hC uoau uC AlAcu - 1As<Ax3
would make him vice-president of the
company. Pa bit like bass, and I guess
he invested 5000 in stock, and ma she
wanted to come in, and she put in 81, 900
that she had laid up to buy some dia-
mond earrings, and the man gave pa
lot of stock to sell to other members of
the church. They are all in 1t, even the
minister. He drew his salary ahead, and
all the deacons they come in, and the
man went back to Colorado with about
$4,000 of good pious money. Yesterday
pa got a paper from Colorado giving the
whole snap away, and the pious man has
been spending the money in Denver and
whooping it up. Don't you never try to
get rich quick" said the boy, as he peeled
herring and took couple of crackers.
"Never you mind me-" said the gro
Gerry man. "They don't catch me on any
of their silver mines. But I hope this
will have some influence on you, and
teach you to respect your pas feelings
and not play any jokes on him while he
is feeling 30 bad over his having been
swindled."
"Oh, don't know about that, 1 think
when man is in trouble, if he has
good little boy to take his mind from his
troubles and get him mad at something
else it rests him. Last night we lad hot
maple syrup and biscuit for supper, and
pa had saucerful in front of him just
steaming. I could see he was thinking
too much about his mining stock and I
thought if there was anything 1 could do
to place his mind on something else /
would be doing kindness that would be
appreciated. sat on the right side Of
pa, and when he was not looking l
pulled the table-cloth 80 the saucer of
maple syrup dropped off in his lap. Well,
you'd died to see how quick his
thoughts turned from his financial troub-
les to his physical misfortunes. There
was about pint of hot syrup and it went
all over his lap, and you know how hot
melted maple sugar is and how it sort Of
clings to anything. Pa jumped up and
grabbed hold Of his pants legs to pull
them away from himself, and he danced
around and told ma to turn the hose on
him, and then he took a pitcher of ice
water and poured it down his pants, and
he said the condemned old table was get
ting 30 rickety that a saucer wouldn't
stay on it, and said if he put some tar
on his legs, the same kind that he told
me to put on my lip to make my mus
tache grow, the syrup wouldn't burn go,
and then he cuffed me and I think he
felt better. It is a great thing to get a
mans mind off his troubles, but where a
man hasn't got any mind, like you for
| instance"
At this point the grocery man picked
up a fire poker, and then the boy went
out in hurry and hung up a sign in
front Of the grocery, "Cash paid for fat
dogs."
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AHusBANl IS REvENGE.
A Kentucky congressman's s
Deadly y vpw Eulflled.


LOUISVILLE, KY Aprn There was
great excitement = all the towns in
Kentucky to-day Nhenit was learned
that ex-congressm{n Philip B. Thompson
had shot Walter nbvia. Those who are
intimate with the have been expecting
the trouble for sol e time. Walter Davis
and Philip Thom bon were bosom friends
they got drunk ItogAher and played
cards together. Their families were
wealthy, and from their boyhood up
they have helped bne smother, politically
and financially payis became distiller
at Harrodsburg ard made money hand
over fist. Thompson drifted into politics
and was elected . congress, first from
the Seventh District md then from the
Eighth.
They were frien lin youth and man
hood. Davis married. Miss Livernia
Herring, step-daIghter of Governor
Robinson's and Thoppson married Mary
Garnett, who wassaid to be the belle of
the Blue Grass region. The two friends
bought adjoining farms in Mercer county
and their Sintialecy Dn7Hded FAvfs-
built himself prineely home, and is said
to have contributed $4,000 in Thomp-
sons race against Ewell, the Republican
candidate last year. Not word was
whispered against Thompson's wife till
last fall when in company with her hus-
band and Davis she went to Cincinnati.
Thompson went on to Washington and
Walter Davis and Mrs. Thompson, who
appear to have been on terms Of intimacy
remained in the town. They visited all
the variety theatres in an opera carriage,
and ended their debauch in disreputa-
Bile house.
When Thompson heard of his wife's
faithlessness he disowned her, and swore
that if he and Walter Davis ever met
either of them would have to die. Davis
avoided him till this morning. Both
men got on the train which leaves Har-
rodsburg at o'clock. They met in the
smoking car Without saying word
Thompson reached back for his pistol
and fired two shots at Davis in rapid
succession. Both balls took effect in
Davis head. His brains splattered the
car seat, against which he was leaning.
He died without saying word. When
Thompson saw that he had killed his
bosom friend, he threw the pistol upon
the floor and exclaimed: "This man
took my wife to Cincinnati and debauch
ed her. I swore to kill him on sight. l
hope 1 have done So" He then ordered
the train to be stopped and delivered
himself up.
This is not the first time that Phil
Thompson has killed his man. When
very young man, his family and the
Davis family became engaged in law
suit over some land. They hada pitched
battle in front of the court house at Har-
rodsburg, a father and two sons on each
side, and all armed with knives and pis-
tolls. After a hand-to-hand conflict that
lasted for nearly and hour. the Thomp-
sons whipped the Davises, killing the
father and two sops. Phil Thompson
shot one of them through the head and
his father stabbed the other two. Phil
was the Commemorative attorney.
Little" Phil Thompson, as his friends
afectionately called him, is one of the
most popular men, personally, in Ken
lucky. The sympathy here is decidedly
in his favor, and the prevailing opinion
is that he will certainly be acquitted.
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30 the local man, especially as MS de-
partment was one of secondary consider
alton, had a comparatively easy time and
very poor salary. One night 1 went out
to report the closing exercises Of the med
ical college. This was great event in
society circles, and the paper containing
a full account was treasured by every
one present. The political editor con-
descended to tell me to make full report
in our next edition, which came out on
the following morning, and impressed in
no small degree with my mission, l went
forth to execute the great command. I
had not gone very far when met aparty
of friends. They recognized my import
ance and honored me accordingly, but
ventured to suggest the propriety of 60
ing into saloon and taking something
to drink. As was rather early for the
ceremonies, l went in and formed. one
link of a circle around a decidedly con-
vivial table. We took several drinks,
when arose and declared that I must
90. sit down. said friend. What the
thunder do you care for lot Of doctors?
You've got programme, so what's the
difference whether you go or mott? sat
down again, and before I could realize
how time had flown, a late hour had ar
rived. hurried to the Office and from
the programme wrote upsa glowing ac-
count of the exercises. The editor read
the proof and expressed himself highly
gratiied with the article. He became so
enthusiastic over it that he declared his
intention of increasing my salary. l
went to my room, pleased with myself
and satisfied with the world. I lay in
my bed and smoked my pipe with a
thrilling sense of pleasure. l dreamed
of fresh laursls, of coming greatness as a
journalist. awoke with pleasant rec
ollection of the previous night. The
editors words were fresh in my ears. I
would be great journalist. The servant
entered the room and handed me the op-
position paper. 1 held it for moment
and wondered if the poor fellow who
wrote up the medical college exercises
had received such compliments from the
editor as had swallowed. "I'll read the
poor fellows report mused. 1 looked
for double head but could not find it.
Unequal to the OCCASION thought.
Just then my eyes fellupon the following
sensational paragraph:
Owing to the illness of Prof. Eve, the
commencement exercises of the medical
college, which were to have taken place
last night, were postponed
was stunned. reached for my pants,
and drew them on in a dazed way. 1
left the room hurriedly. While I stood
at the foot of the stairs, I saw my editor
enter the front door with shot gun. l
slipped around, climbed the back fence,
sought the suburbs, and meditated. I
knew that a return to the city was GER
tain death. l had no money, but I
started on foot voyage.
"After months of weary walking 1
reached Arkansaw, where secured a
situation as editor of q religious paper.
Here I cannot foretell events, The gos=
pei goes ahead. Once I heard that my
old editor was dead and started on a
visit to Nashville, but hearing the report
contradicted, I returned. Editing a re-
ligious paper may not be so sensational
but it is more safe.