The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1898-12-18

now stands on West Broadway. had
six of his liveliest little ponies
hitched up TO a big gar
ryall. Headed by Fred Loeber
mounted on his dapple gray steed-Loe-
Der. by the way. was always the head
OF every important move those days
the jolly party wendell its way down
Silver Bow creek. past the Hump. up
through the fields where Anaconda now
stands. through Cable and across
Georgetown fats owe the hills TO Flint
creek. and down that stream to Phi lips
burg. where the citizens. headed ny j.
X. Pardee. Frank Brown. william
Weinstein and other dignitaries, greet
ed IL most royalty.
1t Is recounted that a binding sleet
storm met the musicians on George
town flats. IL began to look like a bad
experience. Judge Loeber. famous FOR
his daring. gallantry n intrepidity.
faltered and Joined the men In the
wagon in consultation.
Il belief. shentlemen. dare will pc no
celebration by Pheelipspurg."
"Oh. yes. there will be n celebration,
though" interrupted Simon Hauswir;h.
I'VE will celebrate there II IL SHOWS all
day long. Were his far. we can't get
back to Butte in time to celebrate. so
well just move on. Crack hat OF
leader a crack, driver, and let's hurry
on"
What. celebrate de Fort of Shuly in
de winter time! What you talk about,
Simon"
Jaeger and Charles Bausman wonder
ed where the glory came in while II
showed. and John Hauswirth rather
leaned towards Loeber in his argu-
ment.
Moore suggested that the old Jlnck
bottle be the arbiter and that its de-
cision should be final. IL was - agreed.
The Judge was, OF course. honored with
the first NIP" AS he smacked his lips
over IL. Simon remarked:
They sell only that kind OF milk in
Phiiipsburg."
"Sure?" Inquired the good old Judge.
The bottle decided in favor of re-
suming the journey. The judges lap
pie gray vas hitched to the end gate of
the wagon aud the judge rod in the
bottom of the bed. out of reach of the
~wind-driven snow storm.
Down the steep Flint creek hill the
party went and when the DOT of II
was reached exultant JOY replaced de-
spondency. for there ahead of them to
the west. the sun burs through a rift
in the clouds sending down on the green
valley a flood of welcome light n
warmth Near the approach to the
burg. Judge Loeber remounted his steed
and resuuted his position In advance
OF the musical aggregation. Their en-
trance TO the camp was an ovation.
The storm had passed away, and men,
women n children came to meet the
band. 1t was the eve of the grandest
Fourth ever celebrated IN Philipsburg.
In the evening after the travellers
clothes had been dried out. the band
H. 49, a.as Tho a
house, then the public halls and I'M
ally those places where goods
were to be had such as
the old black bottle produced
on the wintry blasted fats OF George
town. The natal day was perfect. the
celebration was a success, the music
of the band was simply immense, su-
perb. inspiring. grand.
The good citizens of the burg loaded
the wagon with refreshments for TIE
return trip and when the band boys
reached Butte they had the appearance
of a company of immunes just home
from an active campaign with the der
wishes OF the Nile.
Judge Loeber entered the city trium-
phantly in advance of the band boys.
When the good old judge died a few
years Y every member of that band
who could possibly be there attended
the Iu1tTil. Truly FTtu l1DtbtI WAS
the friend of Butte m no one loved
him more than did the members OF the
first cornet and i'm Butte.
After that the members driftad away
and some Joined other bands. one Of
which was headed by Al Dusseau. La
ter Dusseau's band and fragments Of
Moore's band consolidated under the
leadership of MIR. Dusseau. In this
band Moore played alto. George Fits
chen, Frank Marsh. ii. @. Walton. Sem
ator Mantle and other well-known
Butte citizens were members of the re-
organized band. THIS was for a few
years the leading musical organlza-
ton OF the west side. Later. the orion
brothers organized a band and then fol-
lowed others. untn the great Boston and
Montana. Alice. Hibernia. Copper Hill
and other bands sprang up and by their
music almost drowned the
recollection OF the times when Butte
welcomed the music of an aggregation
of trail blazing musicians. The ancient
organization hung together by frag-
mentary threads until the roller skat-
ing Kinks closed their doors forever:
then the old timers o on their hats
to their newly organized brothers and
returned to their respective homes full
of that satisfaction which comes 10
men who have tried to please their