Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1891-09-26
Some More Innocents Abroad.

Saturday evening We received brief
communication from Il member of the
Ward hunting party which departed for
the west about ten days ago. II is in
j. V. Willis own peculiar and enter.
tanning style, filed with interesting de-
tails of their progress and we reproduce
it below Verbatim:
Ed. CHRoNIcE This is that Ward
outing Rparty, seven in all. You had
US OH your editorial string already
You might call us "Some more Inuoc-
ents Abroad"
Well, we are here, az A X" ranch
near Newcastle, Wyo. Some mosquitoes
here before us. Have hunted none
yet. Had several bits of adventure.
Slept first night in "Y 4" barn loft.
Ride through the hills was lovely,
awful, and sublime. The view on
entering "hells canon" filled this whole
description. The pit itself was not hot
at this season.
Our crowd represents some human
nature, a great deal. II is all | can do
to keep them in shape. We have or
ganized and divided our household
work. Great order and harmony now
prevail, and probably will while pro-
visions are plenty. But i expect to
duly report any monstrous breach Of
order TO the court, which will still be i'm
session when We get back. Will give
you our family photograph when | get
better acquainted with the various mem
bers. At present | will just say that
John is cook, and we had some gems
for breakfast. Pete, that's our dog, is
doing very good, although he is only
a large pup. Tom, that's the horse, got
his leg over the pole yesterday while
engaged in reducing the activity of
Wyoming fly, and broke it-that is, he
broke the fly, and the pole. One more
horse has peeled his leg q small quantity
with a 70, e. The rest of us are all we'll
and the grub box is consumptiye. This
ranch has "a big crop, lots of rain, from
an irrigating ditch, We are just pulling
ont for some Wyo. antelope. ! Judge
from the drift of the CAB in camp this
morning tnat we will hunt few days
| in Wyo. then return to the Hills about
head of Castle creek. Some Of the
party averse to desert journey to the
Big Horn. Will write you some more,
| If get chance TO post it.
Saturday morning, 10Th Have just
broken camp. Majority decided not to
drive deeper into this akali desert. We
are twenty-five or thirty miles into
Wyoming, west from Newcastle. Cactus,
sage brush and drouth, hold undisputed
sway here, except the feeble protest of
few cattle ranches. Now and then a
jack-rabbit bobs up, and sage hen
whirrs by. Company have captured two
nntplona and humorous small uuu,a
Hope TO reach the hills again to-day
! about the head of Beaver creek, thence
hunt and eat and sleep two or three
weeks back to Custer. The boys are get
ting hardened to camp life. Our family
is becoming more home geneous, but we
still have the touching beauty of unity
in diversity. John continues to preside
over our frugal board with unanimous
satisfaction-andc consent We also sleep
on board at night, but / have hinted
above that we are getting hardene,i-on
the side next to the board. The gentle
man from New York is maintaining his
record-at the table. The Iowan is re-
fecting due credit on his noble state.
The Hot Springs Domino, we'll the am.
bilious hamlet Of the foothills will
scarcely know him, he has taken on 80
much weight and color. The camp has
begun to move. | may send you few
interesting grapevine dispatches from
the hills later. am expecting to mail
this to-day by way OF the coal camp,
seven miles north of Newcastle.
Monday morning, 2lst I'VE are in
camp twelve miles northeast Of New
castle, FIVE miles north of the coal camp,
and near Buckskins Joe's ranch. Tray
eled all day Saturday over the ronghest
Of the hills. The boys are packing at
this moment. Hope to camp twenty
miles northeast tonight at Cole Springs,
then go for bear and other triting game
few days. The boys are all in high
health and spirits-taxes all my re-
sources TO keep them just little civiliz.
ed. John continues to mix those lusci-
Gus gems. The only late episode of
note: We had to spend most Of Sunday
hunting three of our horses. One mile
below us are salt springs, but the salt
works are abandoned now-the springs
still go on. Coal camp has store, rail-
road, postoffice, telegraph, telephone.
fifty families, and three hundred and
fifty miners. We leave our mail this
morning with Buckskin Joe, hoping lac
may get it to the p. 0. Now, this is
probably our last chance to send an
item. My own expectation is that we
will hove into fort in about ten days
from date.
One OF THE INNocRNTs.
s-S