The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1896-03-24
SUNDAY AT THE SPRINGS.
Harry Rowan and Dave Porter of Butte
DO Not Like Mud.

marry Rowan and Dave Porter of Butte
DO Not Like Mud.
Gregson Springs, March 22.-The shin
ing sun fooled a lot of people to-day who
had not Included mud in their calcula-
tions for a pleasant day. While the
roads between Butte and Anaconda and
the springs are in a general way in good
condition, there are spots. we'll defined,
that are simply indescribable when IL
comes to the question of mud. Fully one
half of the people who visited the springs
to-day came in carriages and two of the
number came on wheels.
The regular residents" as the people
are designated who spend a week or 10
days here, find their principal amusement
In sizing up all new arrivals and this they
do by making a rush for the door when
ever the bus brings one or more passen-
gers from the depot or when a rig arrives
Among the residents during the past
week were Dan Callahan, Matt Coffey,
Mike Holland, Tom Brennan, Pat Hanley
and Ed Kelleher. This sextette was made
up of the most Industrious rubber-neck-
ers that ever made the springs ring with
their hearty laughter or entertained
strangers with their funny stories or i'm
promptu wit. Ed Coffey has acted as boss
or both the day and night shift, and
whenever he was off watch Ed Kelleher
took his place.
This afternoon Coffey was taking care
Vi MS OWn JOD ana SlRnteQ TWO OilADi-
dated looking wheelmen coming up the
lane on the Butte road. He called rub
ber-neck' at the door and the head push
ers made break for the platform fol-
lowed by the crowd of new arrivals. The
Dicyclists were closely watched as they
wiggled through the mud up the
lane. They were tired-there was no cues
ton about that. They were also muddy
That fact was visible to the naked eve.
Inc taller of the two, when he reached
the hotel, spit out a mouthful of Silver
Bow gravel and simply said: Bath" His
partner nodded his head and, while he
couldn't speak, made it understood that
ne wanted the bath to go double. Their.
clothes were shoveled off of them and
they were given a header in the big
plunge. When they came out of the water
INTO the cooling room they were recog-
nized as Harry Rowan and Dave Porter. |
OF the futile Manufacturing Supply |
company's store In Butte. They apprecia- |
ted the fact that they were the first |
wheelmen TO make the trip TO the springs |
this season, and the destruction of a cou-
pie of suits of clothes and the chewing of |
little mud cut no figure with them. I'm
der the cleansing influence of the hot wa
ter both of the gentlemen recovered the
gift of speech, but Mr.. Porter, having had
less liquid soil to deal with. got in his
story first. He told how Mr.. Rowan came
by his load of mud. He said that they
started out from Butte at half past IL
O'Clock on their bicycles to test the ma
chimes They induced Mr.. Kelly, a New
York commercial traveller, to ACCOMPANY
them. Mr. Kelly's wheel was a little the
worse for wear when he arrived half an |
hour later than his companions but he
didn't have to sink shaft in his face i'm
ORDER 10 get his tongue clear enough to or
der bottle of pop. Mr.. Kelly just arrived
in time to hear Mr.. Porter's story. He
didn't substantiate any OF the statements
simply maintained a chilly ST.
lence. He had broken the chain on his
wheel at the Hump and had walked from
that point into the springs
Mr.. Porter said that he and Mr. Rowan
struck clear coasting spot west of Sill
yer Bow. They gave their wheels a little
headway and Rowan, who was little in
the lead, turned around and had just COM
menced two-column story about the adj
Nantages of the aluminium finished Eagle
when the front wheel took a dip and IL
was all OF with him. Il was far enough |
Dehind. said Mr.. Porter. Ito see the dan
ger ahead, and l turned out and missed
the hole that Harry hit. The mud was
ABOUT two feet deep and about the con-
'istency of bill posters paste. l stopped as
soon as 1 could get my machine under
control and went back TO render any as
'istance / could in rescuing Harry from
as dilemma. He had scraped enough OF /
he mud out of his eyes to enable him 20
see. and when ] reached him the first
hing he said was. Isn't she a lulu?'
that he was referring TO the
nud and thought that ~ mud went in the
ulu class that he had certainly played
he best in the land 10 win. But he was
peaking OF his bicycle, that had come out