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, 1901-08-08

Old Time Cowboy Races, Roping and
Tying Wild Steers, Breaking Bronchoes,
Wild Horse Riding, Indian Wa Dances,
etc.
, 1901-08-08
FIFTH ANNUAL CELEBRATION

Cheyenne. Wyo. Wednesday and Thurs
day August 18th and 2oth, 1901.
, 1901-08-08

THREE MILITARY BRASS BANDS.
, 1901-08-08

So 900 in Purses for Frontier Exploits
Races, etc.
, 1901-08-08

W. X. Wilcox, superintendent of
the Elk Mountain mining company's
property, accompanied by his wife, r,-
turned from a visit to Encampment
yesterday where he has been to at
tend Il meeting of the stockholders of
his company. The old officers were
reelected and the affairs Of the com
pany pronounced in u very excellent
shape. The company is opening up
another vein e the present work
ings which gives much promise of
values.
We carry a complete line of furni-
turc al prices that eclipse any 20 per
cent. discount sale.
CosGRIFF Bios. Co.
+. &. Wolf and a party of friends,
composed of Il. l.. Baker and sister.
II. 7. Alternately and l.. d. II. Rus
sell, of Kansas City. went out to the
ranch OF Robert Middlewood vester-
day morning for a fish Of three OF
four days.
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to you -Ht ~I6fu CofMsTHIIlE baN n Charleston some month8 ago '
 ss'' Indeed do,'' she said in tone of recognition, ssand hope that we shall meet again soon under such peaceful circumstances, but now must hasten on, for my message will not wait, and so must this kind soldier, who has been such an assistance and protection to me. Can you direct us by the best road to Tarleton?"
 ''Keep straight on the way you are going" said the officer, "and if you hurry you ought to overtake Tarleton before noon. Have no fear of the rebels, for Tarleton is driving them all ahead of him, except one small party to the south of here, for which we are look ing. I'd give you an escort into Tarle- toms camp, but need all my troopers for the task have in hand.''
 1T thank you for your courtesy and infornation, Lieutenant Cuthbert, ''&she replied, land l hope that we will meet again soon in Charleston when all these rebels are taken.''
 And that will not be long, Miss Howard," he said, with gallant bow.
 He gave the word to his troopers, and they Sa1lOpeu on.
 During this ordeal the behavior of Old Put was something wonderful to see. Though he hated q redcoat as cat hates snake. he seemed to under stand that he had part to act and that he must act it we'll. All his true char acter disappeared. He was a shanbling, dropping horse. with his head down and ready to submit to anything, just an ordinary, oppressed British horse of the lower classes, not 2 proud spirited American horse, conscious of the Dec laration of Independence and the truth that all men and horses are born free and equal.
 But when the last of the British troops had disappeared around the hill and the gallop of their horses had sunk into mere echo Old Put resumed his former and true character-his figure expanded, he held up his head once more. He was the true patriot, equal to all. was glad to see the change, for that was the character in which l liked him best.
 We went on for a long time in silence, barring request from the girl that I ride and let her walk in my place. I declined abruptly, saying was cavalryman, with such few oppor- tunities for walking that I intended to enjoy one when had it.
 The sun, following the new light in tla east. had apDeared. above the hills
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1.-THE LADDER OF IIFE,S

A good sized audience enjoyed a good performance at the Jacques last night when the above comedy was pre- scented. The star of tse evening was Miss Myrtle Edwards3 q former Wa terbury lady, and although she has been on the stage but few seasons she is doing remarkably good work She was cast in character last night that gave good opportunities, and she took advantage of them all The com pany Is also an excellent one, and the whole performance was we'll received by those present. The play is well staged and at the next performance to- night and the matinee tomorrow there should be good houses.
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escape. Whether the girl was aSleeP or wide awake I knewst1bt. for my brain was too tired and dull then to tell me; but, looking back once, she seemed to be awake. She had slept we'll in the hut, while only short nap had fallen to me.
 We were in the darkest hours, those that stretch out their length between midnight and dawn, and walked on over dim and shadowy world. Some times I was not conscious that my feet touched anything but air. This queer feeling that I was walking on nothing lasted for more than half an hour, and then my half sleep took another phase. came back to earth. and the red clay of the road took on for awhile the color of blood. The trees by the roadside raced past, rows of phantoms, holding out withered arms and making gestures that I did not understand. Once the dead face of Crowder rose up out of the road and confronted me, but when l said, "You were 8 murderer and worse and compelled me to kill you," and walked boldly at him he melted away like so much smoke, and l laughed aloud at such poor kind of a ghost that would run at the first fire.
 "What on earth are you laughing at?'' demanded the girl from the horses back.
 awoke with jerk and replied:
 "At your gratitude.
 But was on the verge of sleep again in five minutes, and the trees and the hills and the bushes were playing new tricks with me. The bushes were espe- cially impudent, holding to me and then to each other and then saying aloud:
 "Here he goes! Look at him-making fool of himself and wasting his time over an English girl who hates him and all his countrymen!'' I picked up a stone, threwit at one excessively impudent bush and shouted at the top of my voice: .5- z ~'- Its lie!' < t "For heavens sake, Mir. Marcel, D cried the girl, whats the matter? Have you fever?"
 II was dreaming" I said confused ly, and made no further explanation, for she asked no more, merely saying that she hoped it was no worse than that.
 The trees and bushes did not cease to nod at me and waggle their heads at | each other and make jeering remarks about me, but paid no further atten- 1 tion to them, treating them with the | lofty scorn of silence, which is supposed 1 tn-he. the most effective. of all reclies
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CHAPTER Tx.
SEEN IN A DREAM.

We were young and vigorous. The girl was tall, straight, almost as strong as I, and mile after mile dropped behind us. The air had the crisp, fresh coolness of a South Carolina winter, like north ern day in autumn. The sun, climbing steadily toward the heavens, shone in full splendor and in an atmosphere as pure as that over the sea. We could see far to the right and to the left and be- fore us, but we saw neither men nor horses, just the rolling hills and valleys and the struggling forests.
 ESQ much the better" 7" said to Julia, ''for the lonelier the country is the less obstacle there will be to our flight. Morgan is retreating toward the Broad river, and as we surely have passed around Tarleton by this time we ought to overtake him by night. I hope he will have plenty to eat, for think that you and I will miss our dinner.''
 ''Do you know,'' said she, $ begin to hope that Tarleton will not overtake Morgan at all? It would be an awful scene, and perhaps some of the rebels are good men after all.'
 ''Perhaps.''
 "Couldn't the war be ended in some way without more years of fghting-by some sort of compromise? Suppose each side should give up little.''
 ''We might make the proposition, you and I, to congress and the king''
 Don't jest. I'm in earnest''
 "Then I'm afraid there's no chance for compromise, and there hash t been for four or five years. Either we go free or we do not. You English like to boast of your courage and tenaeity, and we mako tho same boast of ourselves It has to be fought out to the end, win or lose''
 ''I am sor1y.'' She spoke truthfully, for sine looked her sadness, but the wind soon blew it away, bringing back the sparkle to her eyes and the rose flush to her cheeks We stopped about noontime to rest, and Old Put made use of the opportunity to hunt for green grass, stopping at times to look benevolently at us and to indi- cate that his state of mind was content. We were both hungry, but we had nothing better to do than to watch Old Put nibble for his dinner, which he did very industriously until I called to him and told him it was time to start. Julia again refused to mount the horse. and we stroled on together. felt safe now, and, coming to cabin whose owner had been bold enough to remain and guard his own, I offered to trade him the fine British coat were for my coat of his own, however old, provided | 1t would hold together on my shoulders He produced the coat and made the trade, by which he was great gainer, md asked me no questions, differing 5herein from the country people of the aorthern regions through which had sS,Apei9ped so long. A4eover. he look
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The road led into hi1Iy country, but tramped on in my dream, becoming dimly conscious that it was growing light. Afar off there in the east, just where the sky touched the earth, was bar of light shining like silver. AS looked it broadened and began to roll up like a great wave of molten silver. On the horizon the hills and trees rose out of the darkness.
 Old Put turned his face to the day light and whinnied approval. An an- swering whinny came as 20 cavalry men galloped around hill, opening in two lines and closing up again, with us , in the center.
 "Wake up! Wake up, man! Why, you'll walk into river or over cliff if you sleep on ia this way" said one of the cayalrymen, leaning over and skipping me vigorously on the shoulder. I awoke and looked up at his be- whiskered English face and his bestrip- ed English coat and was filled with con- fusion and dismay.
 "Why, he isn't awake even yetP' said the officer, with a laugh. "Are you from Cornwallis?'
 His tone, though eager, was friendly, and the reason for hls question flashed
 upon me. It was the red coat that I
 wore, Crowder's coat, which had served
 me one good turn already. '.Yes,'' I said, "my names Hinkle, and I'm from Cornwallis with an inn portant message for Tarleton. was pursued last night by gang of rebels, who shot my horse, but I escaped them in the wood. An hour ago overlook
 Miss Howard here. who also has an inn l portant dispatch for Tarleton, and I am trying to pilot myself and her to him at the same time.
 The officer raised his hat to Miss Howard and regarded her with open cd miration. "Your bravery and loyalty equal your beauty, MiSs Howard, !" hs Said. England can never gu6ee wheu we 1avo anch as you Don't you reneanbse ne2 I'm Iisuteaant 0e1ree 6uthhark sd1 d 1a In
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rHE JANUARY AMERICAN BOY.

The January American Boy (Sprague Publishing Co, Detroit, Mich.) starts
 the new century with a bright, inter- esting number, including an address to fifteen million Amreican boys on ''The' New Century, The stories and lead ing articles are: @'The Great Pine Hill Snowball." by Chelsea Curtis Fraser; '.The Launching of Bull Teaser " Ca stx-foot box kite), by Vincent Van Mar ter Beede; The Problem Of Phila- telist," by Carroll Watson Rankin; A'Choosing on Occupation" being the third article of a series entitled Turn jug Points in q Boy s Life; the elev- enth and part of the twelfth chapter Of ''The Cruse of the Yacht Gazelle"; "A Miniature Navy and How to Build ~1t"; January in American History; i; Short Talks to Boys; short items un- der the heads, What Boys Are Do- ing and ..Boys as Money Makers and Money Savers; the concluding chap ter of Practical Printing for Anna
 teurs," by w. s. Knox; "A Profession al Survey of Amateur Journalism" by John Livingston Wright: very practi- cal articles for boys under the heads, Working by the Clock" and An Un- desirable Sort of a Boy,'' appear under fine heading, Boys in the Office, Store, Factory, and on the Farm; A Fam 0us Mountain Railroad" describes q trip on the ..Switch-Back" near Maunch Chunk; ..sThe Boy Photograph er," occupies page, and Boys in Games and Sport" tells of chair and broomstick tricks. and describes five good outdoor games; 'The sAgassiz As soctatton of Young Natura1ists' and
 The Boy Stamp and Coin Collectors .occupy three pages, and Boys in the Animal Kingdom" one. Two pages are given to the exploiting of a na- honal non-secret society for American boyp under the title. "The Order of the xAMb644can Boy" There are over fifty Illustrations In this number. $1 year.
 epfague Publishing Co, Detroit,
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knew very nUr1e or JHaC part or tho country, but ill my campaigning with Greene and Morgan had obtained some idea of the lay of the land, and knew the general course I ought to follow. Besides, felt very good, and was full of enthusiasm. But little of the coun- try had been cultivated, and as the for est was not dense there was nothing to stay our progress. We marched steadily on, and what impressed us most was the desolation of the land. But thinly peo- pied in the first place, erybody here, as in the country through which we had travelled the day previous, had fled before the advance of the armies. We passed two abandoned cabins i'll the scanty fields, but saw no other sign of human habitation. Yet it did not sad. den mo. The sunshine was beautiful, and the old world was fresh and young.
 ''In a few years, Julia,'' I said, "when the last of Tarleton's raiders is sent across the sea or to his final home and we win our freedom, all this will be peaceful and populated.'
 She said nothing-nothing about the valor of the English and the speedy de- struction of the rebels-but looked abroad over the country with kindling eyes. It was fair to see, even in winter, with ;ts rolling hills and sloping val leys and streams of sparkling water, 8 fit place for noble race of freemen to grow. But just then it was the most unhappy part of all our continent. Nei- ther man nor woman could expect mercy where Tarleton's raiders came, and all the books will tell you, and tell you rightly, that the war was more fero- cious i'll the south than ln the north and most ferocious of all on the soil of South Carolina. Where partisan bands ravage and fight and the people of the soil themselves are set and imbittered against each other then war is seen at it's worst.
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MY CAPTIVE
By JOSEPH A. ALTsHELRR Author o5 "A Soldier of M0nhdttan,' ''The Sun of Saratoga" Etc.
lccpy11ght. 1900, by Joseph A AtsheleF.l
CHAPTER VIII.

JULIA s REVENGE.
 We walked for nearly an hour and during the last three-quarters of 1t kept straight to the northwest, in which di- rection I thought Morgan, with his lit tie army, lay, or rather marched. At last the bush began to grow thinner and the trees to stand farther apart. l inferred that we were approaching the end of the forest, and I was not sorry, as the travelling was hard, and believed that we had lost our pursuers. Present ]y we came into the open, and l let the girls hand drop.
 Which way are we going now?' she asked.
 "Wait a moment" l said.
 I put two fingers to my lips and blew between them 2 whistle; soft and long and penetrating.
 "Why do you do that?' asked the girl in fright, coming toward me. "You will bring them upon us again. :"
 "Wait,'' repeated, and blew the whistle second time We stood mo- tionless for two minutes, and then l heard faint crush, crush, as of ap- preaching footsteps.
 "They are comingH' cried the girl, Se1Z1nS my arIn. LeG us Tuu HUG Gue wood again. ''
 "Wait,'' said for the third time.
 The footsteps approached rapidly, and a figure, gigantic and formidable in the gray light, appeared through the trees. The girl cried aloud in panic of terror and gripped my arm.
 Don't be alarmed, Julia, dear," l said 'sSee who it isl''
 Old Put walked up to me, gave his glad, familiar whinny and rubbed his nose on my disengaged arm. Then he started back, and his eyes haned with wrath.
 "Don't be angry, old comrade,'' '' l said. ''It is true wear red coat, but it is only a disguise, a ruse, and will get rid of it as soon as can.'' He wagged his head as sign that my apology was sufficient and made no further protest. l slipped the bridle over his head, and the girl broke into a nervous laugh of relief.
 ''Did you think Old Put would desert a comrade?" asked.
 'Wait here just a moment,' I con- tinued. led Old Put little distance, and gathering up some dry leaves wiped the stains off his hoofs. Then I Ireturned with him to her and told her to jump upon his back, but the horse shied away from her, showing aversion and anger. "Never mind. Old Put, said. ''It
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The far crests and forests famed With red gold, and we trod silently on in the shining light of the morning. "Why did you not take your opportunity, l asked at length, land return to your own people? Why did you not tell them back there who and what was?" She remained silent, and looked back at her.
 to notice that had called her by her first name again despite her command, why did you not tell them who-I was and let them take me prisoner?'' "1 have called you rebel, with a moose around your neck, and it is true. The moose is always there, and it was
 pressing very close then. For you to have been taken a prisoner then meant your death. could have taken the chance of returning to my own people then only by hanging you.'' ''How? I do not understand you" "Look at the red coat you wear. "A
 spy! says Tarleton, who knows no mercy. Hang him at once ? and you are | hanged D had forgotten the coat, which, hay ing served me we'll twice, might serve me very Ill the third time. CT must get rid of this coat soon, said. Then l added as an afterthought: ''But what is it to you were hanged? l It would be only one more wicked rebel l meeting the fate that he deserves. Why should you put yourself to trouble for me?''
 l looked back over my shoulder, l though may not have had the appear
 ance of looking. I saw flush as of the
 morning that was around us overspread
 her face, and she looked afar over my
 head, her eyes shining with something
 had not seen there before. l asked her
 no more, but the morning continued to
 grow into splendor and radiance pass 1 ing all previous knowledge of mine. The sun crept up, and the light reach
 ed all the earth, west as we'll as the
 east. We were still ih the red clay road
 winding among lone hills and deserted
 fields and patches of primitive forests
 We came to a brook of cool clear wa ter, babbling over the stones.
 "Here we rest" l said, land eat
 breakfast. Jump down, Julia"
 She sprang down, and all three drank
 at the brook-Julia, Old Put and l
 Then we ate the remains of our provi-
 sions, while the horse found some ten
 der stems of grass by the, brookside. 1T think we had better leave the rohd
 now" said, flor this ia the enemy's
 country, and do not want to meet any
 more of Tarleton's men"
 It was my purposeszto make g circuit
 around Tarlesop and join Morgan, and
 she made no objection, but suggested l that she walk with me.
 am tired of riding, she said 1 land it will be good for the horse too. l threw the bridle reins over Old l Put's head, told him xQ follow ua anG
 VI staxted on soar great curve around EletQn Rai9a . beElsstan 1aaa !
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Theatrical = = Fraternal
VANITY FAIR

Gus Hills Vanity Fair Burlesquers Will be at Polls this evening, giving another performance of the kind that seems to be popular just now With To- cal showsoers. Some pretty girls, spicy songs lively dancing, broad com edy. an ohio of vaudeville turns and ;i general air of warmth und spice make up the bill, which comments itself To those who like that sort of thlng- Among the more prominent or the vaudeville stars are the three SaVans, John and Lillian Hoover. Swift and Huber BeSSe Stanton. Sullivan and h. man, Margie TeDeau. Leroy and Wood ford and others. Frees are 20, 35, ou and 15 cents.
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Is ar rIght. SEs won't beat you again She likes us both.''
 Ut seems to ma that you are rather inclusive in your statements, /" she said.
 "Get up' said, and, giving her 8 hand, assisted her to jump upon the back of Old Put, who had received my explanation with perfect confidence and assumed a protecting air toward her.
 "And now once more for Morgan, " said.
 (Which, of course, means Tarleton ill the end" she said. "And want to say, MT. Marcel, that when the rebel army is taken I shall not forget the service that you have done me at great risk to yourself. My father has infu- ence with Colonel Tarleton, and shall ask him to secure your good treatment while in captivity.
 She spoke with quite an English that is to say, quite patronizing-air-
 ''You are very kind,' I said, "but Morgan has not been caught yet, has he, Old Put?'
 Women think it their right to abuse a man and receive nothing but chivalry in return +.
 The old horse shook his head defiant ly, and felt encouraged. We had en- tered good country for travelling and at last came into something that was meant evidently for road, but it very much more resemb1ed gully washed out by the rains. It led in the right di- rection, and I followed it, despite my persuasion that we were now in terri tory practically occupied by the British and were much moro likely to meet them in tine road than in the fields o, forest. But was tired of such difficult travelling. and, being extremely anxiou. to rejoin Morgan, I chose the course which promised the beat speed
 Old Put carried the 9irl, and walked on before. holding his bridle in my hen5 aank into . kind Of walking 6p thnts s3N |, elept .oal my feet An6 M1th y 4pek n1pvtnss 1swas but dimly Fl ls ta,Ats1 could pu'
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COMING EVENTS.

Brooklyn Athletic club hall, January dS-Sociable and dance.
 St Patrick's Lyceum hall, January a9 to February 1, 19O1-Fair.
 Concordia hall. January 25, 19O1- Waterbury Socialists ball.
 Fraternity hall, Oakville, January 25-Young ladies of the Star Circles masquerade.
 Speedwell hall, January 3O-Merri- mac clubs concert and sOciable.
 Town hall, Watertown, February 1, 2 and 4-Watertown fire departments s grand bazaar.
 Turn hall. February 9-Hand in Hand sOciety's dance. ,
 Speedwell hall, February 13-Yuca tan Whist clubs dance
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WHEN WE WERE 2T.

William Morris and his players will give q performance that is worth see ing when they appear at Polls to-mor- row evening in"When We Were 21.' The pretty comedy has become great favorite here this season. this being its fourth engagement, and if there is anybody who has not seen it at least once that body had better get in line and visit Polls tomorrow evening. It is without question as sweet and wholesome comedy as has ever been produced on the local stage. and Mir Morris and his company give it q splen- did presentation. Seats are now on sale at 2J. 30, 90, 75 cents and $1.
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MEETINGS TONIGHT.

Court Falcon, F. of A.
 Naomi chapter. O. E. s. St Jean Baptiste society. '- Comstock lodge, K. of P. Anchor lodge. N. E. O. P. Fraternity lodge, I. O. G. T. Nosahogan lodge, I. o. o. F. Carpenters and Joiners' union. Progressive council, o. T.. A. NJ. Bricklayers' and Masons' union. Sanctuary Onward. A. O. s. of A. First division, A. O. H. / Good Cheer council. o. c. F.
 Friendly league, physical culture dressmaking. cooking.
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along my skull and passed On, 1nn1cua3 a slight oonoussion, ,ike S heavy blow from mans fist, but that was all. had seen 20 men who had suffered simi; lar wccnds in battle and wero as good as ever tho next day.
 "You are not going to die. are yous Mir. Marcel?'' tearfully asked the most modest and de,nure of blond English maidens, standing before me.
 My intentions are the precise oppol site,' replied. "I have so much to lira far-''
 Gro be Continued)