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Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1901-01-01

General John G.. Parke, who died in
Washington the other day, was the last
officer to command the Army of the Po-
tomac. Meade was spending a few hours
with Grant at City Point when Kyd
Douglas, on the morning of May %,
broke through the federal lines. of which
Parke thus had to take command. The
battle of Fort Stedman. one of the most
brilliant of the war, was also fought UNI
der him.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1901-01-01

There are at least two women living
who We're present at the grand ball of
Brussels on the eve Of the battle of Wa
terloo. Lady Jane Carew is one and
she is now more than 100 years old. The
other is Lady Sophia Cecil, sister of
Lady Louise Tighe, who died recently at
an advanced age. She is a daughter of
the duchess of Richmond, who gave the
ball.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1901-01-01

But it is to the future that the eyes
~ man are turned. 1t has long been
Eat the sectarian lines are
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31

Here was a proposition. Fancy thirty
men suddenly called upon to divide their
rations with 800 Indians! For the records
state that there were at least that many in
the invading party. and at least $50 of them
were warriors. They were too strong to be
attacked and driven off by force; they were
too numerous to be supported, and they
were too lazy to be of any assistance to
the settlers.
Arguments failed; they would not leave.
Chouteau thought to disgust them by max
ing them work. The braves scorned such
an idea, but freely loaned the services Of
the squaws. At this time the cellar of
the house that Ligueste was to occupy had
been begun. Chouteau put the Indian wom-
tn to work on this. There were not enough
tools for them to work with. A few were
given spades; others loosened the dirt with
sharp sticks. and scooped it out with their
hands. They went at the task with will
ingness. but with insolent elaboration.
Some had pans or baskets; these they would
fill with dirt. and lift or hang by buckskin
thongs from their heads. The others would
slowly fill their palms with dirt, march
solernnly away with it-and after a while
come back to gather up another handful of
soil.
So q week wore on. The braves, when
they were not eating or sleeping, We're
stealing. Not a tool was left about but
what. soon or late. it was missing. And
the stoiid Indian thief shook his head
gravely, and could not understand when he
was asked about it.
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31
Chouteau Forced to Call
NJ. Ligueste to the Rescue.

Conditions were made the more serious
by the hurried departure of half of the
white people. who fearful Of "a massacre
and apprehensive of starvation, sought
safety on the other side of the river
Chouteau himself became frghtened-not
so much because he feared for his scalp as
that he was apprehensive of the failure
of the enterprise which had been intrusted
to him. He struggled valiantly to cope with
the situation, but when it began to get be-
yond him he sent for Ligueste.
And Ligueste came with all speed. He
found conditions fully as bad as they had
been explained to him. In fact, his expeS
rience led him to detect even b worse state
of things than had been clear to Chouteau.
The provisions were all but gone and there
was small chance to replenish them, for
most of the little planting that had been
done had been ruined by the needless feet
and the destroying hands of the unwelcome
visitors.
Immediately upon his arrival I,tgueste
sent for the chief of the Indians The old
man came slowly and ponderously-too lazy
almost to take the few steps that would
carry him to the white chieftan.
My brother" said Ligueste, "you and
your people must leave. We love you: wa
would be friends with you. But We cannot
support you. You must follow the chase:
your women must plant and gather corn:
swim in the big river. The Great Spirit
does not smile when you do this way-when
you come among US and eat our bread and
destroy our crops and steal our TOOLS"
Indian cannot leave. Indian must STAY"
demonstrated the brave. white brother
come-make town. Indian stay, make town.
too. Indian has enemies. They kill-take
scalp-steal sQuaw. Indian stay, white
brother help him"
Ligueste argued valiantly if not eloquent
ly. But the red man was stolid-as i'm
movable as the hill under whose shadow
they sat while they talked
Indian like duck-like buzzard. Come
ind open water-find rest-enemies can't
iind him. Like place-white brothers bread
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31

! man was lord. Had every county in his
pocket-every State packed in his grin.
| flgh life that-money to burn, and a conf1a-
| grafton always going
Tell me-
"Farmers-town people city folks-all
came to the circus. all enjoyed It, Out for
good time. damn the-beg pardon hang the
| expense. Wanted everything from peanuts
and red lemonade to ticket for the concert
after the big show. Rush up to the big
| wagon in droves-plank down a bill, walk
off.'
Wouldn't wait for the change. All.
1t the 'walk-away' money-people walked
away and left ft-see? Every cent of It
put aside. Sometimes fellow came and
made holler. If he could prove up, and
could stand the cross-examination. he got
his change. But most of them didn't come
back. Then the money was strictly to the
good"
divide up every week-equally between
the men in the wagon Hundred a week,
easy. Sometimes more. Wonderful how
many people get rich of the carelessness
Of other people.
Division always on the square Never
saw dishonest ticket seller-never! No
need to embezzle. Made more than they
wanted. anyhow"
Wnen you struck dead town"
Didn't strike 'em. Too careful for that.
Agents out all the year. Have condition of
crops down pat Old man arranges tour to
take in only the prosperity towns. Wheat
pelt bad one year-cotton belt good: corn
fails, live stock never better. Old man
knows all this before he starts
So"
''of course. things have to be fixed Got
to see the officials. They are right-no
reason why they shouldn't be in on the
good things that come their way"
How"
Gamblers. Always go along. People
want 'em: must give people what they want.
And what is the law when you've got the
Mayor and the Sheriff and the justices and
constables on your side? Costs money to
get 'em; but there isn't much value to a
thing you don't have to pay something
for"
"Fights?"
Bundles Always expected them. Some
folks enjoy shooting up circus. No use
in letting them have all the fun. Always
had a lot of canvasmen who were itching
to get in on the game"
"RomanceS"
"Wen-naw and then. Little bareback
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31

one of his fingers in both of her hands and
lead him to his tent. There she would see
that he went to bed; and next morning she
would put cold cloths on his head.
After a while Mike got cured Of going
on sprees. He took an awful load aboard
one night and decided to go In and get
revenge on the elephants. 'Tynse' caught
up with him at the door of the animal
tent, and hung to his coattail, scolding and
threatening. But Mike would go in. He
was going to lick Big 'Tom the chief ele-
phant. OF find out why. In he sailed 'Tynse'
having all she could do to keep up with him,
and everybody else falling out Of his path.
He pushed straight to where Big Tom was
sway1ng his huge hulk from side to side
| and 'tugging at the chain which held his
foot. Mike went at the elephant with both
hands. He heaved his big body against the
| mountainous side of the beast. caught one
of the broken tusks in his big fist. and gave
the beast such a shove and twist that 1t
went down. 't
"And oh, that elephant was mad! 1t gave
forth blast that split hole in tho top of
the tent. It scrambled to its feet-for all
that Mike had tumbled on top of it. and
poor little 'Tynse' with him-and started
after the giant Mike read the danger
signal and turned to run, but the end of
Big Toms trunk reached him Just at the
waist line. and he dropped. Not glimpse
of breath left in him!
"Pandemonium! Nobody ever saw it that
wasn't In that animals tent then. Big Tom
squealing in his rage and rafting the chains
that held him; lions and tigers roaring,
birds and monkeys screaming. hyenas cry
ing. men yelling and cursing-and little
Tynse. on her knees beside Mike crying
in thin little wall that somehow made
its way through the awful noise as the
tinkle Of harp rises clearly above the
orchestral crash of .Wegnerian overture
The dwarf rubbed the giants hands. patted
his face. called him tiny pet names. and
begged him to wake up.'
Another tragedy" asked the tall young
man as the sad-eyed man hesitated.
NO: I'm Just trying to figure out way
In which to finish the story without max
ing 1t a comedy. For it wasn't comedy
then. funny though 1t may seem now. OF
.coulse Mike wasn't killed A rib or two
was broken. and he was breathless as
corpse for-wel1. 1t seemed like ten minutes
but maybe 1t wasn't so long as that. At any
rate, Mike began to wake up after awhile
He rolled his eyes, screwed his face into
horrible mask. and his first breath was a
gulping grcan.
Then Tynse began to scold. Her tears
vanished. and her midget fists started a
tattoo upon the back of the PROSTATE giant
or course Mike didn't feel this. any more
than an ordinary man would feel the jig
dance of an acrobatic fly on the back Of
roll his eyes frightfuIy. After he had be-
gun to breathe again he yelled huskily: /
Z" L can lick the coward that punched me
with a tent pole when my back was
turned""
"Well?"
."That's all. Except that Mike never got |
drunk akain.H HARRISON CLARK
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31
Indians Argue Situation
And Announce Decision.

another. Our giant was the biggest ever.
Eight feet TX inches from sawdust to top
of his head; chest measure, s6 2-3 inches;
waist 1O3 1-3: hand rs inches across the
back. and from end Of little finger to end
of thumb, spread out. IA inches fiat: foot,
17-no. 16-no. forget the size of his foot.
but 1t was enormous. Weight, from 3S9
pounds ounces to Az pounds and-I be-
lieve it was II ounces. Oh. he was a whop-
per. In the same tent was wee bit of
woman dwarf. don't think we ever got
her measurements exact; too small for a
tapeline to work on. Pretty little thing:
blue eyes. yellow hair; tiny voice and
heart out Of all proportion to her body.
Well, the giant-he was on the bills as the
.Andalusian Mammoth. King Of Giants
but we called him 'Mike'-liked his liquor
A goblet full Of straight rye. taken at in
tervals Of fifteen minutes for two hours,
would make him crazy, and give him the
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31

idea that his mission on earth was to break
up the tent poles and do dumbbell stunts
with the elephants. When he formed an
amalgamation with a gallon of rye. 1t was
time for the rest Of the show to move on.
And 1t usually moved.
All except that little dwarf woman Let
me see! The bills called her Princess Lili-
putia, believe; We called her .Tynse' As
soon as she heard that Mike was on a roar
she would 60 to find him. The first thing
Mike would know Of her presence would be
when he would feel her outstretched fingers
tugging at the skirt of his long coat-thats
as high up as she could reach. And he
couldn't shake her OF. She would cling to
him and scold and tell him he was bad
boy, and II he didn't begin at once to be-
have himself she would do all sorts OF
things to him. He would try to escape
from her. but it was no use: and finally
he would wind up by allowing her to clasp
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31
HOW THE GIANT LICKED Stories s Circus Lie as
TUT TT EnII AMI Related by thu of the Ticket
AA>A@A ~ * * * *

WRITTEN FOR THE SUNDAY REPUBLIC.
A sad-eyed man, wearing an ulster that
had signs Of reminiscent lace" along the
edges. marched in with dignity, removed an
ancient pair of dogskin gloves. stuffed them
Into his pocket, and in a stately manner
straddled the stool at the lunch counter.
=, The tall young man next to him made
more room. The sad-eyed man waved his
hand.
Don't bother. my friend. Oodles of room.
In fact, too much. In the old days, when 1
had to line up against plank on the inside
of a tent and grab for my food should
have been delighted to find so much oppor-
tunity for spreading my elbows"
SOLDIER" asked the tall young man.
NO.:
oh! Pioneer?"
NO"
"Ohrl
Circus"
The sad-eyed man opened the menu card.
glanced over 1t languidly, closed it. tossed
It away. and called:
kindly favor me with fried-egg sand
wich and a glass OF water"
The tail young man pushed the salt toward
the sad-eyed man.
Thanks. Yes-circus. Ever been with
one? No? What's your line?'
Religious publications"
Don't know much about circuses, then?"
''Oh. I don't know. Been to college,
played baseball. took turn at newspaper
work. gone fishing. Might dig out a paral-
lei to circus work there"
mo. Variety show. That's your expert
ence. Sort Of continuous vaudeville"
"Pepperrs
Thanks"
''Barnum?"
mo. Dan Rice. Talk about Barnum all
you want to. but old Dan was tho stun.
That was In the old days. though-as the
poet says. the days Of old. the days Of
gold
'Performer7"
mot Johnny-no indeed. was in the big
wagon:
Peg pardon"
'.In the big wagon-ticket seller; official
title. assistant treasurer Big salary. plen-
ty Of time. strong graft-rich pickings."
''At the business long?"
mine seasons-traveled all over the coun-
try-Maine to Mexico. Lakes to Gulf. stops
at all way stations. Seen more life than
presidential candidate or comic-opera
STAR
''Ten me-"
-'rhose were the days when the circus
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31

accepted. for Frenchmen Of those days were
light-hearted, and even as they ran from
the scalping knife they called their jests to
each other and laid wagers as to which
would be the first to reach safety or the
first to be overtaken.
The Indians argued long. The shadows
Of the evening heightened. and the sun grew
red as it began to hide behind the tree
fringed hill. At length the pow-wow ceased.
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31

rider-natural blonde. really young-fell in
love with ringmaster. Married Ringmas-
Ter wife heard of it-she was Mile. Some
pooy. with another circus. Skipped out one
night, found us, shot the little girl. Re-
heVe that's one time l would have been
siad to hang woman. But she got back
to her show. tried to go on with too much
liquor aboard, slipped, horse stepped on her.
Dellrious for two days. Then died.
That's more like tragedy
Most circus romances are. But here's
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31

the arguing voices stilled and the old leader
turned and headed procession to the point
where NJ. Iigueste was standing.
Ligueste awaited them with dignity.
Have my brothers decided?" he asked, as
they came near and halted in a large cemi-
circle.
Red mans heart Is sad," said the leader.
ut sinks as does the sun. He must leave
his white brother. He has opened wide his
The St. Louis Republic., 1901-03-31
An Early Crisis in the '::;EsEsI: E;:E!:! =: 5
ss $ a.: %s:S;:: 20 Affairs of St. Louis.
Romance of the q
LOUISIANA n
PURCHASE No. ~

good-white brothers kill plenty meat. We
stay and help make town"
The crisis was too great to be decided off
hand. The Indians could not be forced to
leave; If they remained the white men would
have to go. Lgueste realized this. He
smoked many pipe full of strong tobacco
before the night had ended and he had de-
cided to make another argument.
Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1901-03-14

about two inches above the bud; and
when it has made new shoot tie it to
this old stump to make it grow
straight. Buds of different roses,
crimson, white, red, etc., may be insert
ed in a single stalk, threby producing a
rose tree of many colors. 1t is not nee
essary to bud on the wild rose only, but
if you have some other single rose you
wish to improve, insert a bud or buds of
some nice variety, and think you will
be pleased with the result.
: I hope every lady reader of this pa
per will try this method of propagat-
ing, for it is very simple and easily
done, and you can have rose ready
for bloom in the same length of time it
would take a cutting to form roots.
And by using early and late varieties
on the same bush one can have sue
cession of bloom on the same plant,
which is quite an item when one is
crowded for room.-Geneva March, in
Agricultural Epitomist.
Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1901-03-14
A STORM.

.Athwart the sky gruesome feet Of murky
clouds is sailing;
Among the leafless boughs the wind is
ominously wailing.
Low-lying in the western skies.
The moon, a silver shallop plies.
Beneath, crimson thread is spun
The parting glory of the sun.
Dark grows the sky and darker vet, while
evening shades descending,
Obscure the landscape and feel the chill
of storms impending.
Borne on the ever-strengthenirg breeze
I hear the soughing Of the trees;
And sounding from the rocky roar.
The angry oceans sullcn roar.
With curtains drawn and bolted door, l
mock the tempest's raving;
Tho all without is cold and dark, sweet
peace my soul is LAYING.
hear the fusillade Of leaves,
Hurled upward to my cottage caves:
Then loud against the lattice pane,
The fury Of the driving rain.
Serene lay me down to sleep-lulled by
the, oceans surges;
The sounds that are my lullabys may be
another's dirges.
Tho Death and Peril walk abroad,
j fear them not, but trust in God.
i care not for the Storm Kings wrath.
Safe sheltered by my cottage hearth.
-Geoffrey Jefries, in Lewiston (Me.) Jour-
Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1901-03-14
AS TO CRIMSON CLOVER.
eause 1t Gives q Large Amount
81 Nunus and NITROGEN.

I want to speak good word for
this clover. For years it has been
considered an Experimental plant
In northern sections; for years farm
ers in Ohio and Michigan have taken
but slight stock in its virtues, and
have been inclined to condemn rather
than praise its use in practical way.
Now don't blame anyoneafor feeling
this way; was just as skeptical my
self not long ago. Until recently
crimson clover has certainly been
doubtful experiment north Of GER
tain point; until recently the seed OBJ
tainable was largely Of southern
growth and, on that account, some
what unreliable when sown at the
north. And, too. it might be said
with truth that until of late years
the peculiar characteristics of this
clover have not been thoroughly un-
derstood by northern farmers AMI
fruit growers. Too much was expect
ed Of it. 1t was not given fair
chance; or it was sown at the wrong
time, or sown on unsuitable ground.
First and primarily, crimson clover
is a cover or manurial crop and not
forage crop. It can, of course.
sometimes be fed to advantage in the
green state, but owing to its season
of maturity, it is seldom practical
to cure it for hay. The time to SOW
it is in July or August, not in the
fall. The place TO SOW it is in stand
ing corn, or in potatoes at the last
cultivation, or on the turned-under
strawberry bed, or in the orchard
in fact anywhere where a cover crop
is desirable or where the soil needs
enriching with humus and nitrogen.
The seed to SOW is the northern
grown seed which is now obtainab;e
in some places. 1t is acclimated, to
a certain extent, to our cold climate;
it does well where the southern seed
will fail: it may cost little more and
be little harder to get than the or
binary seed, but the extra trouble
and expense will be well repaid.
I speak now from actual expert
ence, on my own farm in Van Buren,
county, Mich, from personal observa-
ton on surrounding farms, and from
the experience of brother farmers in
neighboring states whose OBSERVE
tions have been set forth in the doz-
en- or more farm papers which I read.
Crimson clover is here to stay. It
may fail occasionally; but so does
ordinary clover. It won't grow on
land too poor to raise red clover; but
if you give it fair chance it will give
you large amount of humus and
nitrogen to plow under in the early
spring.-W. E. Andrews, Brookdale
Fruit Farm, in Ohio Farmer.
Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1901-03-14
COMFORT IN GARDENS.
A Plea for Summer Houses That
Should Appeal to Every Parent
Fond of His Children.

I was born and brought up in the
city, but my folks had quite a large
garden just outside the city walls,
and little bit of garden back Of
the dwelling house, and our neigh
bors had gardens and yards of their
own, too, and in every one of these
gardens, large and small, there was
at least one summer house, vine-clad
and shrub-surrounded. These sum-
mer houses were in most cases con-
structed of latticework, in simple
and cheap manner, with an open roof,
the grapevines or other running
Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1901-03-14
HALF DEAD SOLDIER.
Returns All Broken Up to HIS Home
In south Dakota.

Bristol, So. Oak, March II, 1901
Especially. Peter Behres says: "When
returned from the war found that
I was in a very critical condition.
My system was all run down, and L
gradually became worse, until was
half dead with Kidney and Bladder
Trouble. My family wanted me to
consult a physician, but as I had
learned through several of my COM
rades of the wonderful cures of
Dodd's Kidney Pills determined to
give them q trial first.''
Mr.. Behres, or Capt. Behres as he
should be called, because he was cap
tain of the LIST Minnesota Cavalry,
and in 1862 was for fourteen months
in continual service in warfare with
the Indians, is now an honored mem
Der of the G. A. R., who has reached
the ripe old age of three score years
and ten. He continues: II am now
On old soldier, seventy years of age,
and enjoying almost perfect health,
and all thanks for this is due to
Dodd's Kidney Pills. I found after
having used the first few boxes that
my faith was not misplaced in them,
and in very short while my kidneys
were doing the work required of
them and the bladder trouble was
soon eliminated. 1t was almost a
year before was myself, but during
that time I used Dodd's Kidney Pills
faithfully and with the very best re-
suits that anyone could wish for. I
would not have been without them
for kings ransom. am now well
as any man of my age"
SOC box, six boxes for $3.50. Buy
them from your local dealer il you
can. If he cannot supply you, send
to the Dodds Medicine Co., Buffalo,
N. Y.
Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1901-03-14
II FetO Remarks on
Il LANGUAGE II

THE stock tender, who was con-
sidered ''somethin' Nv dood"
and had a pronounced taste for hair
and leather bijouterie, had been oc-
cupied most of the afternoon put
ting the finishing touches to scarf
holder which he had carved out of a
blue poker chip in quite delicate
filigree. He was seriously annoyed
when it slipped from his fingers and
broke. At least the old bull whacker
surmised that he was from the ma
ture of the expressions that he used.
'It pears to tickle you to DEATH, :"
he said, savagely, turning on the old
snan, after long interval of silence.
I'D know why you should assoom
that, Henry" said the old bull
whacker, with mild seriousness.
Ibid whoop an boiler? Did I slap
my knee? Did say anythin' at all,
or SO much as crack smile?'
''No," admitted the stock tender,
:>'you didn't, but I know derned well
you was tickled to death jest the
samme. That was the agrervatin'
part of it. Why didn't you say
sunthin'?''
"You seemed like you wiz pluggin'
along. tol'rable we'll by yourself
'thout any of my help. I reckon you
wanted the sweet solus of addressin'
your remarks to me personally, but
I never was no hand to tend horses
an I don't want to have the stage
delayed on account of the agent
havin' to rustic around for live boy