Tonopah daily bonanza. [volume] (Tonopah, Nev.) 1906-1929, 1908-03-08
BILL MORELAND
BLEW into town
JUST CAME FROM RAWHIDE
AND YOU SHOULD HEAR
HIM TALK.

Big Bill Moreland, the greatest
Elk of them all, and the representa-
tive of the Cordova cigar, blew into
town yesterday and strolled into the
Nevada Club Immediately the
glasses began to jingle, the Victor
Victrolia played Home, Sweet
Home" the fire bell rang and all
the Elks came rushing in from the
forest. 1t was eleven O'Clock for the
next thirty minutes. and there wasn't
an absent brother forgotten.
Bill was at the meeting of the
Grand Lodge at Philadelphia, and he
is still talking about the great time
they all had in the Quaker City. Bill
is a great friend of the pencil push
er, and he says that in Philadelphia,
the newspaper man was in his ele-
ment.
Great people they are said Mr..
Moreland Me for the newspaper
man. We met them from all over.
One minute they would be hoistinS
with us. and then their excuses
would be made, and they were off to
social function, or an interview
with political lion, or social lead
er; then back again with us hopping
up suds The newspaper man is
ubiquitous
Just think of that" interrupted
Charley Blumenthal. My, my"
Yes, sir" continued the flowing
spirit You meet him everywhere;
that is, everywhere you are lucky
enough to get. He has the open
sesame to the world at large, and
you stand outside, while the doors
are thrown wide open to him. You
| get into trouble with a policeman
and your friend, the newspaper man
comes along and there's nothing t.
it. The copper touches his lid and
you swell up like John Pierpont Nor
gan. There's nothing to it.
Did you drop in at Rawhide?'
queried Bert Smith.
Did |? Now, there you hit my
weak spot. Rawhide, Rawhide
There is the greatest camp in thu
world. Believe me. You needn'
take my word for it. Go and see j
yourself. I'm not taking my owl
word for it. | take the word of tn,
fellows | know that | met there
They were from Colorado, Montana
and mining men from this part o
Nevada. They told me that tn
camp was the most wonderful thini
that had ever been seen by anyon
under the sun, and they are not fool
ing themselves. You ought to Sc
the gold that saw. And then TIL
camp itself. Why, the crowds ar
worse than Saturday afternoon o.
Broadway, or on Market street il
San Francisco. Crowds, don't talk
Why you had to take to- the hills t
get fresh air. That's how you com
to see the gold
You ought to see the way tina
they put up buildings there. VIII
they will build you house Will
you wait It's the greatest syster
you ever saw. One man is hammer
ing nails, another is hanging doors
; third is putting in windows, and
fourth is painting the house. Hor
5 est, you look away for a minute t
examine piece of high grade, an
] when you turn around again, tn
: house is finished, and there's smok
coming out of the chimney. That
: the way things are going in Raw
: hide
There is no doubt in the worl
Y that she is going to be one of tn
Y greatest camps in the countr.
Everybody says so, and the cam
f speaks for herself They say tn;
i silence is golden, but in this cas-
things are reversed; talk is colder
e The camp is going with hip, boon
! hurrah, and Bob Evans fleet coul
not stop it.