The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-04-11
From the Outing Magaz

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 @HE average New Yorker prob
 lCD ably couldn't tell you the name
 of the congressman from his dis trict But it Is different in the land Of sagebrush. The great state of Nevada, for instance, has but one congressman; all Wyoming from the Big Horn down to Cheyenne, from Raw Hide Butte west ward to the Vintas, is represented in the lower house by one lone man. Is 1t any wonder that folks want to be that man, that every young fellow who can think on his feet should invariably want to grow up to be a congressman as natural ly as that a small boy in Boston or Phil adelphia should want to grow up to be president? Folks know their congressman out there. When campaign timo comes round In such a state as Wyoming, the candidates talk is something like that of scout making forced march through an uncharted country. The speech of to- morrow may be an all night ride and moro from that of today; sometimes he can catch Pullman, more often he must trek cross country-in the saddle per haps, or catching a few hours uneasy slumber as the stage jofts along the trail
 In Wyoming every political gathering ends in a dance, and after the speech- making, the congressman-to-be must foot it into the small hours with the wives and daughters-for the women vote in,Ayyoming and dancing counts. It takes an up-and-doing man, lively and hard as nails. successfully to run for congress in such neighborhood and the man who wins means something more to folks than just name. They've seen him, fed him, brushed the all1ali dust from his clothes, given him bed, drunk with him, eaten with him, danced with him. And when he comes back from the far and mysterious east, they are interested and glad They want to talk with him and hear what he has been doing, and from the big towns 1 to crossroads In the sagebrush, they hang up bunting saying Welcome to Our Frank" and greet him like a brother. l In Buffalo Bills town the banquetees danced-there being no time for ban auet-in Cody, on the plateau above the Stinking Water After dark a coach--a great band wagon affair that would hold a score or so-carried us across the can l yon from the town. Into this the ban l quetees piled and away we went-down into the canyon, brakes on and horses at the gallop, in a way calculated to inspire admiration for the laconic individual who did the driving, up again on the other | side still galloping. The dance was in the dining room of the hotel which the Hon. Buffalo B. Cody built and named after 1 his daughter and it was a very well worth while dance indeed. You would have a pretty hard time finding as many 1 different sorts of people at dance back east, all enjoying themselves together. The only ones about whose enthusiasm l there seemed to be the slightest doubt were the lady waitresses of the hotel, l and their natural hauteur, together with 1 pompadours piled to an almost Alpine height, combined to cloud expressions l doubtless inwardly happy with certain ambiguity.
 There were folks from town and from ranches nearby. and the engineers had come down from their camps up the can yon: there was beautiful and mysterious French lady who didn't dance and could only say a few words of English, and a nice pink checked cub of an architect, l just out of college and come to this green corner from New York to try growing up with the country, and the play ac- tress lady who did ingenue parts with the So-and-So Family, which was spending a week in Cody and sd never been east but once, she said-tt> time they played
 in Denver.
 Two gentle pioneers at the dance that | night were not even following lord and master--two sisters, farmers because they liked it. They had been fnished' in the east and had then gone to an agricultural college and learned all about farming and now were conducting ranch a dozen miles or so out of town with. apparently.
 both success and satisfaction. Now and l,then they hitched mp and drove to town for the dances at the hotel and at election
 time. l asked one of them what had been put on the floor by the dance committee. She rubbed the toe of her boot over it