The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903, 1899-07-29

and. ! suppose, holy horror for serpents
and all their ilk. 1t is q soothing com
fort to know that the rattlers do not
fancy the higher attitudes, and that
they are sluggish and will not chase
you very far should you happen to run.
or late, see, the outside world has
been reading with creduous trepidation,
probably. OF the Likelihood OF an Indian
uprising in Wyoming, OF trouble with
cattle thieves in Wyoming, Of postotiice
iobberies in Wyoming, and know not
what other plain and unimpeachab bic
proof OF wild and untamed spirit
abroad in this new land. do know for
certainty, however, that there are
many people not more than five hun.
dred and nineteen miles from here on
the 4 NJ railroad who have about as
intelligent an idea as to what it means
to he on cattle ranch just across the
line in Wyoming as our Boston friends
have OF Nebraska when they imagine
the new Governors mansien must be
Dog.cabin with cyclone cellar attach.
ments. 1t is curious way We
people OF the States have OF thinking
that any and every spot in state. e.
pecially western one, is marked by
what We believe to be the state charac-
te.istics. Wyoming covers considerable
ground, and this little corner of it is not
necessarily typical Of the whole. Yet
back east ! suppose people who have
friends here--and this place is full OF
Nebraskans-are worrying il they hear
the rumor OF Indian war dances two
hundred miles from Us. 1t is all in
Wyoming, anyhow. Meanwhile we feel
as safe as Tagal pounding hi, beloved
poi in the mouatain home OF his an
cesters. Seated here on the shady side
OF rancher's cosy log house that stands
in the center OF what one might call, il
it we're not for unpleasant associations,
dishpan valley, 80 hemmed in is it by
the high ranges and red gypsum foot
hills, am not greatly disturbed by the
talk OF indians yet it is impossible not
to think OF them as one climbs abou.
among the hills. II it were not that we
have been taught to believe in the
Anglo Saxon's right to conquer and
possess whatever parts OF the habltabe
earth he desires. we would admit that
this land was made for those whom in
moments Of humanitarian imitation we
call our red brothers. Such glorious
hiding places ;or warrior bands, where
the teepee smoke would never betray;
such mountain lookout peaks, where
even now can imagine feathered
chief shading his eyes and reading the
signs Of the hillside and valley; such
home for the wild and fleet. footed game;
a land so like mountains, yet not go in.
accessible. and lastly, such hard land
to bring to the uses o. the Anglo. Saxon.
II the red man had only shown real
passion for agriculture, 80 that he would
be willing to dig bitches. irrigate and
harvest, or IL his primitive mini bad
glasped the great Anglp-Saxon idea of
wealth sufficiently to arouse in him
stock raising instinct, we might have
left him the hills, think, and have let
the coal and gold remain. You cannot
blame them, savages that they are, for
being sulky when they were driven out
OF such happy hunting ground, even
IL the spirit Of progress has left you no
sentiment to waste on dirty and use.
less people. You cannot help thinking
about them, however. Reminders OF
them are everywhere. Just a little way