Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-02-12
IN HOTEL CORR DORIS

10 influence the knights to come would De
to secure from the citizens at once guar
antees Of subscriptions to a fund for the
proper entertainment of the visitors. The
amount was fixed at S15,OO0 and the Dis
patch announced that it would receive
guarantees. The idea caught on at once,
and last week when l left home substan-
tial citizens and leading firms had already
pledged themselves for over $4,000 of the
needed sum. We all feel pretty sure of
getting the conclave, and I wish we could
transport your beautiful, wide, smooth
streets for the occasion. OF course. I am
as anxious as anybody to have the Tenn
plars in my town, hut it seems to me that
Washington should be the place for all
great national gatherings, and especially
those in which parade features are promi-
nent. There is no city in the world that
has anything like it's advantages for such
displays
"A man named Harrison, in Sioux City,
las setter dog that is pretty valuable
animal. and good many people in Iowa
would be willing to pay good, stiff price
for him." said w. w. Mccain of Des
Moines at Wizards last night. HE has
brought his master on several occasions
money he has found in the street. and
quite recently he came in with tail wag-
ging proudly and pocket book with over
500 In 1t held in his mouth. Shot-which
the worth of articles he may happen to
come across In his skirmishes around town
as any human being. and it is the result
of early training. His owner, when the
retrieve various articles. and frequently
used bills and coin In this practice. In
this way, probably, the animal learned to
distinguish the peculiar scent of money,
Tor 1t has an aroma that Is acquired from
being carried on the person. But no mat
ter what his secret is Shot is lucky dog
In every sense of the word, for he never
comes across money that he does not eager
he'll bring lots of other things that evil
IDENTIFY appear to him as useful. If there
Is an old cast-off hat in his course he'll
carry 1t to Harrison, and old rags of cloth
Ing are as dutiful1y taken the same way.
He's an excellent field dog also, but has
never been known to retrieve bird So
Shot Is sort of canine paradox in his
run-and-fetch qualities"
Some years ago young man came to
New York from the west with high as
pirations about becoming an artist" said
Alexander Stieff of New York at the Riggs
House. HE had been praised without
stint in his own community, and led to be-
lieve that the metropolis was the proper
field in which to display his talents and Sc
cure remunerative recognition. l knew his
people and met him several times after his
locating there. He was proud as Luci-
fer, and kept stiff upper lip when asked
how he was getting on, but 1 noticed that
his confidence and enthusiasm were pretty
much assumed. After awhile he dropped
out of my sight. and l saw nothing of him
for three years. He was sleek and pros
porous looking, and 1 was glad to see that
he had evidently caught on. l remarked
that art appeared to be agreeing with him.
He colored up and looked disconnected for
a moment, and then he laughed and told
me his story. He said he had stuck to
landscape and genre work until he had no
more money to buy canvas or paint, but no
customers had ever reached him. He was
in despair when he happened to see ad-
vertisement offering a prize for the best
design for wall paper He pawned his over
coat for a few dollars and procured some
materials and went to work on a design.
He submitted it in person before 1t was
fairly dry, and it Immediately struck the
fancy OF The advertiser. who was a wall
paper manufacturer. He had been doing
nothing else since, he said, and was MAX
ing lots of money. 1 understood from him
that new designs for such paper command
ed very high prices, and that successful
maker of them could afford to laugh at the
average artist when the financial returns
We're taken into consideration"
"The grdironing of the west with rail-
roads has pretty nearly done away~with
the packers occupation, but up in Mon
citizens who follow transportation of goods
across country for livelihood" said Geo.
Reed of Helena at the Ebbitt yesterday.
There no more pack trains now, but
there are single outfits and this weather
reminds me OF an experience l had with
one in December 1885. 1 was at a camp in
Idaho nearly a hundred miles from Hope,
and business demanded my presence there.
A man named Elliott, a packer, was going
to start with his four-horse wagon and
made a decker with him. We started by
moonlight early one morning, and when
We tied up at night Elliott said he was
afraid We were going to have some
weather. 1 laughed at him, for knew, or
thought 1 knew, all the signs out there.
Twenty hours afterward the snow began
to come, and the wind with it. In twenty
minutes we couldn't see twenty feet IN
any direction. Elliott took two pieces Of
canvas out of the wagon and laid them on
the ground under the wagon and between
the wheels, and then he deliberately pro-
ceeded to turn the horses loose. l was
thunderstruck and ready to fight. He was
as cool the weather.
We are in for it, he said. and have
got to make the best of it,. Those horses
will go to the nearest ranch, and think
that is old man Ragan's, about twelve
miles from here Then the Ragans will
come out and get us. Just make up your
mind to do some tall sleeping. Don't
worry and we'll pull through. If we
kept on we'd be buzZard meat
There was nothing to do but submit.
He took some bread and bacon and threw
them under the wagon and drew out our
blankets and some extra ones. He then
directed me to get under the wagon, lie
down and wrap up.
Take some of that bread and meat in
side of your cover and don't hit your flask
for the love of Cod
"Scrapng away the snow on the canvas,
crawled under and wrapped myself up
head and feet 1 felt him throw another
blanket over me and tuck it under me.
Every action of my life passed before me,
and then 1 went to sleep. When 1 awoke
/ felt a heavy weight upon me, but not
urcomfortably so. and 1 reached the bread
and meat and ate a little Then I went to
sleep again. 1 went through the same ex-
perience four or five times, hut never be-
came curious. The fact that 1 was alive
gave me absolute confidence in Elliott
and knew he was in just such a fix as 1
vas. The last time l awolle something
was prodding me. I pushed open my
blankets and in came the snow. 1 heard
Elliott laugh. You're a good one,' he
said, as 1 scrambled out through the snow
that covered me. The storms over and
we've slept over thirty hours. Now we
can live out doors until the Ragans
come
'Sure enough, next day we were reached
by the Ragans and taken to their ranch.
Elliott said he had been compelled to
weather several storms in just such