Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-11-12

the Columbia river in British Columbia with the Selkirk mountains on one side and the Rocky mountains on the other. IS the town of Donald. on the Canadian Pacific railroad. IL used to be known as wide open town, but it is now n scdatc little place ot nearly ., ,0OO in hahitants. It is tho meeting place of divisions of the railroad. and from that reason takes on a commercial impOr- tanCc that other towns of the same size along the railroad lack. It also has an added importance from the fact that it is the homo of Sheriff Rcdgrave, the chief official of all that country around for a great distance.
 Sheriff Redgrave Is distinguished man not only because he holds the chief office thcreabouts for many miles. but because he has notable past. He has had many fierce campaigns with the In dianS, has fought his full share of dead ly duels with dcsperadoes. has drop ped" his man on more than one occa sion. knows what roughing it means in a country the widest of the wild. and for years before such a thing as n rail road was thought of in that country was q marked man.
 Sheriff Redgrave is always amiablc and almost always cheerful Onco a year. however. he is nanifcstly trou- bled and downcast. It is n custom in Donald on these occasions to wait until a goodly collection of citizens have ar rived, and then this conversation usual ly ensucs:
 Good morning. sheriff. You seem a little troubled this morning. Eou look blue. Nothing gone wrong. has therc?" some one will say. and the sheriff will make this rrsponsc:
 ''Oh. no, with an apparent effort to throw of his careworn look. nothing is the matter. but the fact is this Is the anniversary of very sad day with me. and 1 never can shake of its rOmem brance.
 ''Indecf?" some ono will say. and at that invitation the sheriff will tell this story of an evontful day in his career. one that annually fills his soul with sad ncSs:
 ''It was just 30 years ago today that was up in the Caribou country with the dearest friend ever had. He was q noble fellow, one that l would have gladly given my life tO any day were there occasion to do so. We were walk ing through q gorge one afternoon. and by a lamcntablc oversight had only unc gun with us. My friend had that Sud denly We came face to face with an enormous grizzly boar, one of the old time bears, trCmUndOus fellows, such sls We used to have in these mountains. The bear was angry. and I think had been stung by some bees He showed fight. and saw at glance that it was either his life ar one ar perhaps both of ours. He came right for us. roaring and determined to kill us.
 My friend was q nervous man. and I could sec that he was little fright cned Now. you know that l never lCse my nerve. and SO l said to him that thought he had better give me the gun and let me kill the bear. SO as to make sure of the job. He agreed and seemed to be glad to havc the responsibility of his hands Tho bear came straight for us. and l took deliberate aim. He had his mouth open. and l aimed to shoot him thcrc and lot tho bullet penetrate the brain. and thus make n neat job of it. When the bear was about ten paces of. l pulled the trigger. That bullet went straight tO its mark. of cOurso. but do you know. just as 1t struck tho bear in the mouth. that animal for sornc rcs- son or other turned on his heels. Tho bullet passed through his head, and the bear. turning just as it was passing through, defected the bullet, so that 1t few back to us snd killed my friend instantly by my side. Yes. this is al- ways a very sad dsy with mo. and I am sure you will excuse mo if don't show my accustomed cheerfulness
 Sheriff Redgravs has another thrill ing experiences tsat he relates occasion ally. and it illustrates his fertility of resource in time of great emergency and reveals to some extent the rTasons for his popularity and advancement in the estimation of his fellow citizens He was up in the Caribou country many years ago and stumbled into a camp of Indians where there was an epidemic of smallpox raging. IL would never do for him to return home after having bcen exposed to that contagion. and it also was incumbent on him as a man with a sympathetic heart to try to stamp out the terrible disease. He and his friend pondercd over the situation for long time. and at last plan came to them. How do you suppose we stampcd that smallpox out:" the sheriff says as he tells the story.
 Well, it was this way. Neither of us had any medical education. and if we had it wouldn't have done any good for we had no remedies with us, and 1t would have been impossible to make those Indians take any medicine. What do you think we did? We just rounded up all the Indians that had the disease. and when we were sure that we had ev- cry one of them and had burned all their effects We buried all the Indians up to their necks in the ground and left them the-e for th night. The next morning ' We e. | 'o sec how they were gettiI4s, 60. .-.... ..u-.-wuuld you believe its-the wolves sad come during the | night and had eaten od the heads of sv- cry one of those Indians. That stamped out tho epidemic in that whole section. and to this day there has never been e case of smallpox there. It was rather rough treatment. but ever since then that tribc of Indians have been among my very best friends. New York Sun If you have a good impulsc. act upon it before 1t leaves you.
 A Fraudulent Failure.