The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1890-07-06
Here and There.
The AFFAIRS OF MEN BRIEFLY DISCUSSED.

lost S2,uuu To a TREND OF MIR. GOOIwln =,
that Mr.. Goodwin paid the amount, and
that Mr.. Scanlan now refuses To make
good, claiming that he was cheated. Ii
seems unfortunate that there should he SO
many unpleasant disclosures concerning
actors, aud one of the most frequently re-
curing revelations is that many of them
can't play poker like gentlemen. How
ever, there are lots of untold poker stories
outside the profession that would make
some of them pale. The misfortune with
theatrical people is that they are under
the calcium light all the time. The world
AT large seems as much interested in their
private lives as in their public careers.
and they haven't the facilities for secret
iveness that more favored folks enjoy.
Mr.. c. A. Eastman, the young Sioux
chief who was graduated at the Boston
University college of medicine the other
day, is well remembered, says the Boston
Advertiser. ''by all Dartmouth graduates of
the last few years. lie came ON the cam
pus in the autumn of 81, and at once
proved n star attraction Tor the freshman
class of 80. Football aud cane PUSHES
were then in vogue at Hanover, and they
were pretty vigorous ones, too. Mr.. East
mans indian blood nj once asserted itself,
and he was always i'm the hottest Of the
fray, where his great strength and cour-
age were very valuable. The sophs ac-
quircd a hearty respect for him In these
little ~scrimmages, n always acted as il
they were afraid that he might go into the
wholesale scalping business. And when
the great final rush came OF, and the
freshmen stood in solid columns, barred
To the waist and bodies well oiled, await
ing the onslaught of the sophmores, Mr..
Eastman was in the front rank with
shoulders cleaning and black eyes full of
fight. Mr.. Eastman had his full rcgalia
Of a Sioux chief at college, and sometimes
he would invite the boys into his
room, and don his feathers and
buckskins To the great admiration Of the
humble freshmen who were allowed To
attend the ceremony. The old fire of the
plains would rise, and he would get en-
thusiastic in telling Of his many thrilling
adventures. Finally the exhibition would
lead mp to fierce warwhoop, and then
the meeting would adjourn. The young
Indian had all the self-possession of his
race, and he could enter any parlor in
Hanover with perfect equanimits, So
plains. Though not a lady's man he
tbtll1 ldtt any INJURY vi ltfiiitlliit tstH
without the least embarrassment. When
Matthew Arnold was at Hanover, he ex-
pressed a dcsir To meet Mr.. Eastman, as
he had been told that there was a full
bloodcd Sioux IN the college. The great
critic evidently expected to see something
of the wild west order, with war paint
and moccasins. When the two came to-
gcther, the calm dignity of the student so
overcamc the learned Englishman that he
staInmercd and blushed and came oil de-
cidcdly second best In the interview. DIR.
Eastman il now going back to help his
people, and he carries with him the good
wishes of many friends i'm the east"
The following illustration Of Montana
chivalry is told 10y the New York Sum-:
Now and then you will find "a maj who
will bully and fight at the same time. Such
"a chap was "Lop-Sbouldered Bill" as W
called him in Montana. He was ugly,
quarrclsome. aud "A braggart. but Ia
would have fought ten men as soon "a,
one. For two years he had a revolver
where he could drop his hand on To IL In 9
second, aud the half dozen chaps VIII,
were looking 10 get the drop on him la,
10 keep on waiting. One day, however
Bills shooter got out of repair and In
gave il To "A miner Ia he liked. Instead %
waiting for il he wandered down To
saloon where the hard 'uns congregated
aud il wasn't IA quarter Of an hour befor'
he set out to pick "A fuss viii a new
arrival. He just ached Ia kill somebody
and when he nettled the stranger int
stalking back" he reached for his gun 4
pop him. His gun wasn't there. Whei
Bill realized il he turned as white "a
snow, thinking his time had come. Tn
al had drawn ON him. you see. AM
he carried a wicked look in his eyes.
"wcll?" lie asked, as Bill raised hi
hands.
81 haven't any gun"
81 see. Leave |, somewhere"
"Yes."
'.very careless in you. I've got ia
call"
"You how"
"loua are "A bad man and | ought TO shoe
you through the head, but don't iik
this cold-blooded business. Hold "a
your right hand and spread out the fiji
gers"
"Stranger, don't do it,"
EITHER that or I'll put six bullets int
your heart! Sprcad?"
Bill held up his right hand and three r,
ports followed zach other like the tickin
of a clock. Zach finger was shot oil q
the first joint.
"Thatll do" said the man, as lac Low
cred his weapon. "You can't pull trigg,
with nothing on that hand and before yo
can learn To shoot left-handcd some OF
will bury you"
He went on n way, "a Bill sent Il
n doctor and sat there and cried like
boy. Next day lie left without a word
any 81 us. aud We always believed h
Jumped oil House cliff into the crecl
which was then on a flood.