The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-04-10

WOuiq happen 10 take up HIS TeSlueuCe
in Butte he could have any Office within
the gift of this people, for Butte likes
the wheel and regards with affection
any one who advocates it's use. It's too
bad Butte wasn't built on the fiat; then
everybody could ride wheels. There
would be So, 764 wheels in use in Butte.
AS it is. a great many prefer not to
ride up and down steep hills. During
the last few summer days the fiat has
been converted into huge scorching
saucer and men and women, young and
old, rode and rode until they got so
tired they could ride no more and had
to walk into town leading their wheels.
But the people would go out there. They
love the country. and, being human
they shared the beauties and joys of
the rural areas with their dearest COM
panion-the wheel. Besides the patrons
prefer running on the fiat to the hur-
dies. The old wheels are being oilsd
and polished up. Many new models
will be bought. The bike is the big it
in Butte.
Several weeks ago an electric light
was hung over the west dial of the city
hall tower clock The plan is success
full as far as it goes, but it reaches
only one-fourth of the way around the
clock. The average night hawk would
mated the same as the one on the west
side of the tower. Strangers in the
city notes the uniuueness of the ar
rangement and wonder if it is a perma-
nent thing, while the fact is it is only
an experiment The experiment how
ever, as far as the public is concerned,
seems to be gigantic success.
There is in this city the largest store
in the Northwest. Its show windows
themselves are larger than many stores.
In them are displayed at times thou
sands of dollars worth of goods. Re-
Gently some beautiful wax figures were
placed in one of the Main street Win
dows. The faces of the figures are
strikingly beautiful and sightseers
pause on their rounds to behold them
They are attired in lovely gowns and
they wear natty straw hats. There Is
handsome young man in town VINO IS
enamored of one of the many pretty
saleswomen of the establishment He
often visits the store to buy yard of
ribbon or a string of lace to present to
his sister Saturday afternoon he
walked up the street whistling stars
and Stripes and just before he reached
the store There's Just One Girr' sug-
gested itself. He passed the window
into which many strolers were gaz-
the second he beheld it he lifted his hat
and smiled. But the girl was cold,
frigid She did not acknowledge the
salaam and the young man was cut,
cruelty stabbed by the tickle cherub.
OF course. she didn't love him. He had
bought all of those silks and laces and
notions, and for what?-naught. She
was naughty She cared not enough for
him to even notice him. She was jolly
ing the other men in the crowd. She
was a flirt, nothing better. He sought
to attract her attention by drawing an
! envelope from his pocket, but she was
! resolute in her purpose to catch another
] fellow, and he moved away, away off
| to a secluded recess in front of an I'M
| dertaker's shop. He would first bundle
! together all of those perfumed letters
! and post them to her. Then he might
have his measure taken for casket.
He would give her one more trial,
| though She did look so sweet! Maybe.
after all, she didn't see him He passed
the store again. She certainly saw him
this time, for he noticed the defiant
glare in her eyes as he tried to melt
/ them with his Cruel woman!' he
muttered as he strobe down past Jerry
Clifford's. He saw nothing ahead. HIS
eyes were on the mud that decorated
his yellow calfskins. He bumped rude
| Nv against a trim little figure and he
| replaced his head on his shoulders and
apolosized-but why apologize? He
would not apologize-he would explain
And he did 1t was she. The girl II
the window was she's double. 1t was 6
most fortunate collision. All was well
They will attend the fair tonight to
gether.