Daily camera., 1897-04-28
RODE A BUFFALO.
How a Half-Breed Won the Heart
OF a Famous Cowgirl
The FOoIhnrdy Escnpade Might Have
Resulted Disastrously, But
Fortune Favored the
Cowboy.

The recent wedding of Myrtle Morri-
son, the famous Nowlin county IS. d.
girl broncho buster. and Frank Dupree,
a part blood Sioux, created quite a SEN
sation among the aristocracy on the
Sioux reservation and in adjacent ter
ritory Miss Morrison is d handsome
young cowgirl, noted far and near for
her proficiency in the art of horse
training. She has had many admirers
among me frontier beaux, but always
declared that she would never marry
any man who could not ride, shoot and
throw lariat better than she could,
and as such men are extremely scarce
it appeared probable that Miss Myrtle
was doomed to lead life of single
blessedness. However, last fall, hay
being scarce on the upper Bad river
range, her father removed his family
and stock to Big Plum creek, tribu-
tary of the Cheyenne river. Here
Myrtle first made the acquaintance of
the good-looking, daring young half
breed who since has become her hus-
band.
Frank Dupree IS a splendid horseman,
thorough COW hand, and apparently
devoid of fear. The Duprees are
among the wealthiest stockmen in the
state, counting their cattle by the thou
sands, and Frank, like many other half
bloods of that section, has received a
a fair education. Still, Myrtle was not
much attracted toward the swarthy
youth until one day they happened to
be riding together and came in sight of
a herd of 60 or 70 buffalo, which the
Dupree family have raised on their own
range from a few calves caught years
ago when buffalo meat was the princi-
pal article of diet for the entire Sioux
nation.
The young couple rode up quite close
to the herd before the animals were
aware of their presence, and Frank, in
8, spirit of bravado, urged his broncho
alongside of a huge bull buffalo and
sprang from his saddle to the animals
back. In an instant the herd was stam-
peding across the prairie with the old
bull leading the van. Dupree's fool
hardness had placed him in an ex-
tremely dangerous predicament. If
he jumped or fell from the buffalo's
back he would certainly be trampled to
death by the pursuing herd, and if he
retained his seat until the animal be-
came tired and sulliy it was equally GER
tain that the brute would make fu-
riops assault upon him the moment he
dismOunted. So all he could DO was to
cling to the animals back and await
an opportunity 10 escape. But it was
not until the herd had run fully two
miles that he saw the least chance of
leaving the uacK OF the novel steed and
escaping alive. Fortune at last favored
him, and the animal ran for some dis
tance along a deep, narrow washout,
with almost perpendicular sides reach
ing to a height of fully 90 feet. Here
Frank started from his seat and slid
down the banks of the depression just
in time to escape being trampled upon
by the closely following herd.
Meanwhile Myrtle had lassoed her
companions horse, and was hurying
after the rapidly retreating buffalo. She
reached the spot where Frank had dis
mounted jusr as he was climbing, dirty
and bedraggled, to the top of the ravine.
The cowboy did not feel very proud of
his exploit, but nevertheless the little
exploit had touched tender spot in
the girls heart, and short time ago the
bells of the Cherry Creek mission
church announced the wedding of this
typicalfrontier couple.-Chicago Chron
icle.