The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-01-02
BUTTE News.
He MARRIED THE MODEL
--latest Story of the Montana
Silver Statue.
ROMANCE ENDS HAPPILY
Cherokee Bill, of. the Rough Riders the
Fortunate Man-An Ideal Ranger
of the West-A Demure
Little Model.
ENDS HAPPILY

This is the latest, and probably the last,
story that has reference to the once ia
NOUS Montana silver statue The story
comes from New York:
Trooper z. S. I<inkead of the Rough
Riders, better known as "Cherokee Bill"
mas married Miss Caroline L. Beach, the
original of the famous Montana silver
statue model, and that there may be no
doubt but that this romance ends hap
PLY the marriage announcement shall be
made at the beginning. "Cherokee Biz
and the model for the Montana silver
statue are welded and are both mutually
content to live happily ever after. At
present they are enjoying their honey
moon in Boston; but in the marriage of
Cherokee BIZ and the model for the
Montana silver statue there is an interest
ing story.
When Cherokee Bill wanted to as
sumo an air of consequential dignity in
that particular portion of the West where
i ne has been Il conspicuous figure for the
past 10 years. he would place the sigma
fure of e. S. kinkead upon the hotel reg
lister where he CHANGED to put up over
night Though his Indian bood-and half
with the Choctaw nation in Indian terri
tory because of an association in the cat
tie business with a connection by mar
Tiage, and who is a Choctaw. Three years
ago Cherokee Bill" went to Eel Dorado
Springs. Mo-, and thus the inception of
the happy affair which has eventuated in
his marriage
Cherokee Bill was intent upon MAX
ing sale of some horses: rode hard on
a bunch of horses into town. as he tells
of his trip. While preparing to make the
sale he put up the horses at livery sta
BILE and by so doing gained an acquaint-
ance with the owner of the stable, John
Beach. who was also mayor of the rapid
little city.
1t was no more than natural that Bill
should meet the mayors daughter Miss
Caroline l.. Beach, erect. dark-eyed
beauty. whose wealth of straight jet black
hair revealed a trace of Indian ancestry.
She had been brought up in Montana,
could ride fast and shoot straight, and in
her home state she had been chosen for
the model of the silver statue. indicative
of the greater products of the state, silver
and beautiful women.
i Bill was the ideal ranger of the West
fine in physique, a wonder as a shot with
rifle or pistol, a rider that no broncho
could throw, a roper that no maverick
could escape. In the little Missouri town
far away from any railroad the Cherokee
horseman and the dark beauty of Mon
tana were companions for two days. Then
his business over Cherokee Bill return
ed to the Indian territory laden with sill
yer from the sale of the horses and carry
ing the memory of the dark-eyed lass deep
down in his heart.
+ In the course of time the beautiful
daughter of Montana moved to the East
and appeared as an actress in New York
city. She had heard no more of "Chero-
kee Bill possibly she had forgotten all
about the big, handsome fellow, who had
made an impression upon her in the days
gone by, but after the war she saw in a
paper a paragraph describing Cherokee
BILL a member of the regiment of Rough |
Riders then at Camp Wikoff.
4 She remembered the two days associa- |
ton at Ell Dorado Springs and immedi-
ately wrote note to Camp Wikoff re- |
minding Cherokee Bill of the brief ac- |
quaintance. Before this letter reached the |
camp the Rough Riders had been mus
tered out of service and Cherokee Bll'' |
had left for New York
While walking along Sixth avenue with |
a friend one evening Miss Beach, out of |
curiosity suggested that they go into the |
mission meeting at Thirty-sec street |
They entered and took seat in the rear !
of the room. Sitting upon a bench d.
rectly in front was Cherokee Bill"
Never having been in New York Bill |
was seeing everything to be seen, and as |
the mission was wide open he had gone |
there, remarking to IL man at the door |
that this was the first wide open game
he had seen since leaving San Antonio. |
The demure little model, Miss Beach, |
gazed intently at Bill resisting her in