Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1884-10-23
PAYING CATTLE RANCHES.
Possessions OF a Cattle King in
the West.
Wonderful Success of a Young
Frenchman in an Immense
Industry.

A Miles City, Montana, letter to the
New York Times tells about the thriv-
ing cattle trade of the northwest. The
writer says:
The Marquis de Mores is a great
cattle king of this region, and besides
having large amount of capital ready
at hand to invest in ranches, cattle,
sheep, or horses, as the fancy strikes
him, is the possessor of an unusual a.
mount of nerve, good sense, and pluck,
to back up whatever he undertakes to
do He is the son-in-law of Baron Won
Hoffman, who is now in Miles City
making arrangements for the building
of slaughter and cold storage houses
here. The Marquis is not more than
26 years of age, and first landed on our
shore in August, 1882 in the city of
New York. Before long he became
attracted by the stories of the new
country along the Northern Pacific
Railroad, and came out to inspect for
himself The prospect pleased him,
and he bought six square miles of land
where the Northern Pacific crosses the
Little Missouri River. Here he laid
the foundations of city. The new
metropolis was pitched in the very
worst spot on the North American
continent-so many wise men said
in the midst of bad lands and extinct
volcanoes country always Stunned
by the red men, and said, by people
who knew all about it, to be unfit for
agriculture, grazing, or anything else.
Notwithstanding the warnings and
predictions OF disaster which were gra-
tuitously poured in from all sides for
his benefit, the Marquis went right on
with the work he had mapped out. On
April l, 1888, he pitched a tent on the
banks Of the Little Muddy, which was
the commencement of building opera
tions. He broke bottle of wine over
the canvass house and iron tent pins
that held it in place and christened the
the embryo city Medora, in honor of
his wife. Herds of cattle and focks
of sheep were purchased, and cowboys
were employed to mind them. The
Marquis turned his animals loose a.
mong the bad lands to pick up living
as best they could, sent for his wife to
come from her luxurious eastern home
to the little wild western city named
in her honor, settled down on one of
his ranches hid away among the
buttes in the midst of his new posses
sions, and soon became established as
a cotton and wool grower.
The enterprising young Frenchman
was secure from interference and mo-
lestation of any kind so long as he
went about his business in his own pc
culiar style, without attaining success
in any of his undertakings. Just as
soon, however, as it begun to draw
upon the bewildered minds of the as
tonished natives round about that the
foreigner was not SO crazy after all,
but that he was in reality to make
fortune out of the bad lands and ex-
tinct volcanoes which they had consid-
cred worthless, there was general up
rising of the "terrors ofthe bad lands"
and other big men of the country to
try to put stop to the bold proceed
ing. The Marquis was not to be
frightened. Although his opponents,
with a great deal of buster, appeared
in force and presented innumerable 16
pound Spencer rifles and other deadly
weapons to scare him out of his wits
and drive him from the country, he re-
ceived them with the choicest Ian