The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903, 1897-05-29

ana renOWn. lne most tnfilIlng uine
novel cover ever printed falls below Buff
falo Bills reality. 1t is unnecessary to
describe him to Netraskans. His really
fine eyes, chiseled nose and mouth and
modelling of head and neck. make a
scout that any juvenile publishing house
would be gald to receive copy from. Tho
New Workers consider him an ideal Ne
braskan and with true story teller's tai
ent Buffalo Bill is living up to his lool $
and keeping the reporters interested.
Il YVES then employed by the con-
tractors building the road as buffalo
hunter, to supply fresh meat for the
hundreds OF men at work on construc-
ton OF the road, and during one summer
killed $3.50 head Of buffaloes myself
with one gun. used breech loading
Springfield rifle, and have ityet. 1t was
a simple enough job, but man had to
know his business or he was liable 10
leave it and everything else mighty sud
denly. i had to charge in among the
galloping thousands Of animals and
shoot them down right and left while
racing along with them, selecting such
as would be good meat. and taking care
that my horse should not be hurt by
their rushes or be thrown. II by any
accident had got down on the ground
j would have been trampled to shreds in
a few minutes"
HERE'S CLOSE CALL.
The narrowest escape OF my life was
10 such an adventure. The slopes OF the
plains often lie like terraces, with steps
or breaks 10 elevation about four feet
high, running in a straight line as far as
the eye can see. / was out one day on
foot and saw an enormous herd OF buff
faloes coming straight toward me on a
gal,op. 1t was too big herd for me to
run of to the flank either way. could
not possibly outrun them, and il stood
still in their way they would trample me
down almost without observing me and
leaving mighty little OF me for anybody
else to observe afterward. As my only
chance threw myself down lengthwlse
at the foot of one of those little benches,
crowded in as close as l could, and lay
still while the herd galloped and jump
ed over me. Not less than 5000 passed
right over me. and | got up unframed,
but it was a very close call"
A HAIRBREADTH ESCAPE.
I'm those days if man got lost on the
plains in winter and could not make his
camp-night coming OF and perhaps a
blizZard-he would shoot buffalo, take
out all its insides aud crawl in there to
keep from freezing. One night we lost
one of our men and the next day set
out to hunt for him about where we
thought we would be Likely to fiud him
inside buffalo. We found the buffalo
and him inside il sure enough, but if we
had not, the carcass would have been
his tomb instead of his shelter. Ths
weather was terribly cold and the buff
falo had frozen solid around him, 40 that
we had to chop him out. He was all
right though when we got him out and
thawed.-
Jack StillweIl, The celebrated scout,
who went for reinforcements when Gen
eral Forsyth had his great battle on the
Aricaree fork OF the Republican. had
tuTiuiuS cApcTlcuCc lueiuc d DuudiO on
that occasion. He crawled out from
camp through the Indian lines surround
ing General Forsyth's command and
had made some ten or fifteen miles on
his way when daylight overlook him and
he found himself right among the horses
belonging to a big camp OF Indians. He
was too close to get away. light as the
day was getting to be. and the only
thing he could do to gave bis life was to
crawl into the old. dried up carcass Of
buffalo that pro,identislly happened to
be within reach. There he stayed the
entire day until he could crawl away in
the dark aud continue his journey
While he was in the carcass the Indians
tending their horses were passing and re-