The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1891-07-18
NOTES ~ THE WAY.

1t was not generally known that &
TRIBUNE correspondent accompanied
the crowd of pleasure seekers who lief,
for the mountains last week, but sucl
however is the case. We have received
our first bach Of letters and hereb,
make them public, to allay any doubts
or fears the friends Of the party may
entertain rs to their safety:
FIRST BLOOD FOR KIPp.
EMMETT, Idaho,
First day out.
Ed. TRlBUNE--The camp is celebrat.
ing a great victory tonight and Prof
Kipp finds himself the hero of the hour
eSterday as we were slowly winding
our way through the fragrant sare.
brush, y jack rabbit deliberately sat in
the middle of the road and DISPUTED
the farther progress of the caravan.
Prof. Kipp, who was an occunant Of
the hrst wagon, alighted and iii gen
tiemaniy manner demonstrated with
the animal, saying at the same time
That they desired to have no trouble.
His remarks were treated with the ut
most discourtesy, and, seeing that he
gave him leave" At this Mr. XIII
lost patience, and emptied his Winches-
ter Ut the insulting foe, with no better
e1ect than to draw an exasperating
laugh and GESTURE from him. This was
addlng insult to injury and in his anger
Mr.. kipp discarded his rifle and picked
up brick bat. Posing moment he
gave quick Caldwell VS.. Weiser under
hand base ball throw. But why tell the
slckenlng details? Rev. Boone, who
was present, took out his note book,
made q rapid calculation, and an
nouncod that II the wind was favor
able the rabbit would alight in Central
Iowa in just five hours. AS the enemy
provoked the assault, tho sympathy is
all with Mr.. Kipp.
AN INTERESTING DISCUSSION.
ON THE ROAD,
End day out.
ED. TRIDUNE-The camp tonight is
enshr0uded in deepest gloom. We
have looked earnestly for the tradi-
tional 'silver lining" which evory cloud
must have, but so far without success.
The trouble came about in this way:
I yesterday as we were travelling through
an immense cactus patch and admirinr
the scenery, Mr.. Morrison and DR..
Stalker became involved in discussing
the question: "What is the difference
between Fool Hen and a Grouse"
Everybody was in the best of spirits
and no one realized the despair into
which we were soon to be plunged.
But our clear sky was soon clOuded
the voices Of the disputants became
louder and more excited, and we soon
found 1t necessary to stop and take a
vote on the subject. Each contestant
was given three hours in which to set
forth his views and the time was ali
You can imagine how we
suffered! At last the vote was taken
and resulted in tie. \ compromise
was affected late last night by leaving
the question with the sporting editor Of
THE Tribune.
4 GREAT TREAT PROMISED.
STILL ON THE ROAD
3rd day out.
Ed. TRIDUNE-Everybody is in the
very best of spirits, and hope aud ex-
pectancy is depicted on every coun-
tenance. Mr.. Bond has been talking
Ill day of the unskillful and barbarOus
way OF catching trout in this western
country. He claims that using hook
and bait is practicing the utmost de-
,eption aud is relic of barbarism, He
'ays the only true, scientific, aud mer.
ful way to capture trout, Is to take a
cheese knife, wade into the water. run
hem down and cut their throats. lie
las promised the caravan an exhibition
u his method when they reach Tripod.
The company is exthusiatic but not !
the ladies especially express
ng disapproval Of the new method.
SAW A DEER.
STILL ON THE ROAn)
4th day out.
Ed. TRInuNE-The widest excite.
nen prevails today and the entire car
wan is armed to the teeth. Each
wagon Is escorted by an armed man
Who is ready to fight to the death. We
re now rapidly nearing the haunts Of
Wild deer, and one Of those blood
hirsty animals was observed hanging
round camp last night. 1t is sup
'osed no Is waiting chance to take us
y surprise and carry off tho ladies.
sut his efforts will be fruitless. Vigil.
nee IL the watchword Of the hour and
7 every step the guard is doubled.
hould an attack be made, the result is
rOblematical. We are hourly expect
ng. John Johnson with reinforcements,
nd should he fail, these will likely be
he last lines this hand will ever write.
Tut 1t will not surrender until bSthed
y the gore of this demoniac. blood
lcktng animal, which il follow ing our
rack like sleuth hound.
pROSpE(,1.S COD A rronr
On THE ROAD
9Th day out.
Ed. TRlDUNE-The caravan is exper-