The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1900-04-22

"Men With the Bark On" is the quaint
and characteristic title Of new volume Of
stories by Frederic Remington. There are
a dozen Of them, all unpretentious. some Of
them hardly more than charcoal sketches.
none very finished. But as records Of the
authors varied experience among the
rough specimens Of mankind, they are in
terestiug and valuable.
This book hardly compares with Sun
down LCfare' nor is II intended to- It
deals mainly with the private soldier.
though there are frontier tales and one is
deuomiuated Sorrows Of Don Thomas
Fidal. Reconceutrado." There is plenty Of
variety tragedy cynical humor. adventure.
and here and there a good. wholesome
laugh which is not cynical. A place where
the average reader viii laugh is in the
latter part Of "a Sketch by MacNeil." This,
10y the way. has nothing to do with an art
ist MacNeil was an Old scout and he was
telling an Indian story. He and some Crow
scouts were out after Piegan horse thieves,
and this is what happened:
eve KEEP s-rushiH' until late afternoon. when
we saw The P.egaHs, about seven miles ahead
just strtaAlu' il over the hills Nv lnuus got
% their poHi's, and, lniun fashion, they stripped
on sfcf} rag they bad On except Che G-strinC and
moccaslus. This is where them lnjuus is light
minded tor Do man has got any cali to 20 Birtn'
with Montana weather at that time 81 year in
his naked hide. Old man Mac stands pat with
a fan set o. lesns. And then got on them
ponies and We ran them Piegsns as hard as We
could lather AN plumb dark, when We had TO
quit because We couldn't See We were in an
Cpcu sage brush country. Well IL got darker and
darker. and then 10 began 20 rain. ! sat on my
saddle and put my saddle blanket over my
head. and ! WAS pretty comfortable. Then IL be
gan 10 rain for fair. Them luiuns stomped aud
md o. fNHaFh and rrf.FIgF fha
blanket laughing % them. Long bout midnight
DO began 90 snow, and them lniuus turned on the
steam. The way they sung and stomped round IN
ring tcsle1 me near 90 death. The snow set
tied round my blanket and kept out the cold
10 great shape. ] only had my nose out, and
when IL began 20 get grey morning ] had 90 just
yell 70 see them inluns out there in five inches
OF tuuE without a rag on hoppln' Tor all they
wis worth. You talk about sh0otin' up a fellows
toes 90 make him dance; It want a circumstance.
Them lujuHs lad 10 dance or cash in have
seen plenty Of lnjun dances but that dance had a
swing 90 il that they don't get every time
We found old big Jaw steer which
some punches had killed, and them Iniuns eat
that al right; but ! wasn't hungry enough yet
20 cat big Jaw steer, 50 / pulled along down to
ne railroad. ! got a piece Of bread from a
sheep man. and when ! got to Gray Cliffs. on the
y. r., was most frozen. Ny feet aud knees
were al swollen up
Whenever gets TO thinkin' about them bucks
iumpn around cut there In the snow all that
night. and me q setting there under the blanket
] has 20 laugh. She was sure funny old rcyei,
| BOYS"
And NC listeners Joined him. but we were
laughing a; MagNdl not with him.
Another bit Of humor comes in the mid
die OF the first chapter. on War Dreams"
Some OF the men ordered on active ser
vice foregathering at a restaurant told Of
the queer dreams they had had since or
{ ders came. This one was dreamed by an
artilleryman:
Ny instincts got tangled up with one Of those
/ Key West shrimp salads, / reckon; but war mas
no terrors for man who has been through my
] last midnight battle. I dreamed ! was super
] intending two hig l2-inch guns which were fir
1 ing on enCmy's feet. | do not know where
! this was We got out Of shot. but seemed
| 70 have plenty q powder. The feet kept com
! ing On, and ] had 70 do something. I put an
old superannuzted sergeant in the gun lie
pleaded bat I said he old. the cause
| WAS urgent, il did not matter how one died for