New-York tribune., 1901-05-11
THE PASSING TRRONG.

William Read. Of North Dakota, sat IN the midst
OF a group OF Western men at the Gilsey House
on Thursday evening discOursing /
WHY NEW about panfcs and finance 1T is /
YORK IS thirty wears since I have been in /
WEALTHY Nav-York I was born a farm 4
over on Long Island and l went |
West thirty years ago 1 got 70 Dakota oraAihg 4
a train and located homestead in the Red 4
River Valley. II a wilderness then-the land 1
a baked desert in the and bowling. onz-
zard swept wilderness in the winter Now nv i
home in the Red River Valley nest1es in groves /
and can show the finest grain fields IN all the /
world for miles around The buffalo that there /
when went West is gone forever but in his place /
are magnificent herds OF cattle and every evidence
OF affiuence and prosperity. New-Tork has changed
vastly since l was a boy. / could find my way 4
about II then, but not now II a mighty me-
tropois and am proud Of the men that have made Il
II what II Is But 1t Is New-Yorkers that have i
made it the peerless city of the globe. We fellows
who went out West and reclaimed the deserts and |
transformed the wilderness, the fellows /
that have built up New-YOrk. West OF the Mis- |
sissippi River dwell of men who have built !
cities and planted millions OF happy homes where i
a generation ago the Indian and the wild beast |
roamed at large That population is adding more |
10 the worlds of wealth than is the active |
alone could Feed all the people OF the British Isles
We are digsing now soo 100000 year r, IN & soIa S out
Mountains-enough gold TO make the whole world
great Copper. lead. Silver and iron mines Of the
world 1t is that Western country that is snrisn-
and prolific land that makes railroads prosperous.
and greatness
Your Wall Street bulls and bears continued
| Mr.. Read, don't worry much out West I
laughed when I heard my friend.
| J. ]. HILL Jim Hill. call your doings down
| AND WALL IN Wall Street ghost dance That
| STREET. is just like HILL How that rugged
| pioneer OF the West whose genius
/ bridged the Rockies and linked the lakes and the
Pacific without the aid Of Wall Street or govern
ments. must laugh at the Wall Street gamblers!
| Hlrs millions have been in partnership with
| the Western pioneer and they were honestly got
They did not come out Of the other fellows pocket
but from the farm and the mine that Hill made
| possible. I watching a faro game one night
/ in Bismarck and I saw crowd Of sports and
| cowboys place their money on card and occasion
| ally copper the bet, They were playing 70 win or
| nihan, seemed TO have lot OF fun out of the
| players seemed feverishly anxious. for they were
banker evidently wanted Hannihan to play higher
than dollar bets and said to him I'm, Wnen passing INCA
/ you would have won just as we'll Hannihan
/ never flies higher than he rOost" was think
excited gamblers down wall Street way, and felt
that few OF them could rOOst in the financial skies
| tonight
| Mr. Reads story suggested another 70 r E L.
| Brown. who was in the group Il was at Wardner
| in the early Cceur a Alene days
| LOOKING he said. Those were days OF
| FOR RESPECT Jim Wardner and Phil o Rourke
/ FROM and Scott Mcdonald; the days
| CIVILIZATION. when prospectOrs and adventures
were as thick as leaves in VaIlom-
| brosa and the agents OF Law and order did
| exist. Back OF the mountains behind Bunker HIu
| I chanced upon old prospectOr with long.
| shaggy head OF hair and a most remarkable shaggy,
/ brown beard He had been in there for many
| years, living dsh and game. and he was delving
| away a prospect that he confidently assured me
| would vet make a fabulously rich gold mine. He
1 the Rockies alone and somehow hit upon this pros
| peCt. but ne had not heard word about the great
| discoveries at Wardner or about the CAMPS that
/ had sprung up in the CCeUr d'Alene told him all
there tell. and having spent night IN his
| tent. I returned TO Wariner- About week later
] I standing in the principal thOroughfare when
| in direction. The shaggy head or hair and
| beard unnistakable. His clothes. his hat, his
beard the brace OF reyOlvers In his belt and his
defiant look and air would nave attracted attention
| anywhere. The old prOspeCtOr had been back
/ civilization since the II was a glorious
summers evening. and all the tOughs and gamblers
| fred pistol and sent a bullet through the fowins
! beard Os the KentuCkian- Another repeated the
| tOn-all OF course for fun- Suddenly ny old
friends hands travelled 70 his belt and from two
| revoIvers came a perfect f1silIade. Immediately
/ there A Qui peut, and four wounded men
/ lay upon the ground fastened 70 the scene and
| said my friend only when | md myself again IN
| this camp I expect that I shall be respected J1st
as much II stood alone In the midst OF dismal
| swamp When I heard that the civilized folk o.
| thought OF that When the game l. done,
mark nv words Jim Hill Is not the fellow that viii
| be hurt Homer sometimes mods, put Jim M EuI
| never does. and Ed Hartman Will real1ze tAal
| 10 the full before he Is many days older.