Delta chief., 1885-09-02
Note. From the North Fork.

To the Editor of THE CHIEF.
Considerable excitement has been created
in this vicinity by the peculiar movements
of several suspicious characters. who have
been prowling around here lately. por-
ton of our people claim that they are horse
thieves, while another portion are equally
confident that they are tract peddlers. As a
result, the former portion have been sleeping
in their stables the past few nights watching
their equine stock, while the latter have
stood guard over their chicken coops. But
to-day the mystery is solved, and we have
discovered that these men, whom we i'm
agined had ten-year penitentiary look
about them, were merely office seekers and
candidates.
As soon as our people get their threshipg
done, you will see the old political pot be-
ginning to boil have an idea that some
of our candidates will get theirs done about
the time the election closes.
By the way, we have had cyclone of girl
babies lately Mrs. Adams and Estes took
The lead and Mrs. Geo. Wade followed suit.
Samuel is jubilant, and mother and child are
lively but Georges case is doubtful. There
is hope yet for the prehistoric old bachelors
of this valley, if they only live long enough.
Considerable building is going on in the
North Fork valley. At Hotchkiss' new
town has been laid out by the irrepressible
Joe Reich. He is now building store and
II residence. Mr.. Swendt is also putting up
commodious building for a wagon and
blacksmith shop, to be followed by hotel
and feed stable. The district is going to
build fine school house, 26x40, which will
give the new town quite send off.
Threshing is going on lively. All kinds
of grain are excellent. 1t is estimated the
valley and surrounding mesas will produce
over 80 900 bushels of small grain this sea-
son.
Winter wheat has done remarkably well.
Samuel Wade has field hard to beat that
was sown three years ago.
Corn is now ripening, and promises a
hountifuI yield. Enos IIotchkss has %
acres that is now ripe.
Bear hunting is all the rage here now. as
our people are getting ready to tackle the
coming election and county seat question.
Bert Clark had n 'bit of discooshin" with a
big one, "a bear, not county seat up on the
Muddy 1t was a hand to hand set to. He
saved one leg of his pants and the barrel Of
his gun. The bear held the fort.
A few days afterwards our warlike friend
Knowles rounded up seven or eight of his
logs and struck out, ostensibly for n deer,
but in reality for bear. He found one /;
yes, two of them. This was one more than
he wanted, but as he had fought everything
from buzz saw to county commissioner,
he hissed on the dogs. repeated the old hunt
err prayer. Lord, if you won't help me,
lon't help the bear, and I'll tackle the cuss
if he eats me-" For few moments il rained
old clothes, sage brush and dogs The
quantity OF hand soon gave out. and while
bruin was hunting for a fresh supply, Henry
crawled out from under ledge where he
mad been thrown, some fifty feet below, and
hobbled home. He saved his gun, but his
logs were a total wreck. He afterwards re-
marked, in the language of the old to
mis- son who had been kicked by n mule
IF he aint as purity now he was before,
he knows blamed sight more"
PIONEER.