davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
The state herald., 1909-03-19
NFX2xty d41lA71T NNZNW N772R RWA19YaSNWWMTHeXl0H

Frank d. Baldwin has been In so many fights
for his country that the counting of them as.
sumes the proportion OF a mathematical problem.
For years upon years after the civil war In which
he distinguished himself time and again. he fought
nearly every form OF Indian that the plains Of
the United States has produced. There was one
fight In which Baldwin was engaged which de.
serves n place In song and story, II some song
or story writer could be found equal to the oc.
casion. In the days OF the campaign Of which
this fight was n feature there only bar
on Baldwins shoulder. for he was n junior first
lieutenant OF infantry. The campaign was n long
one and the lights followed fast and followed
faster
While on detached service In Newport, Ky, In
June 1874 Baldwin heard that his regiment was
TO be ordered. under Col. Nelson A. Miles. TO make
an expedition into the Indian territory. The lieu.
tenant went to the front as fast M train and a
horse could carry him. When he reported for
duty Miles, who knew Baldwin's record In the
civil war. put him In command Of the
scouts OF the expedition. command that
was composed partly OF whites and partly
of Indians.
with his scouts back OF him Lieut.. Baldwin
had n dozen engagements. one after another.
with the confederated bands Of chcyonncs. kio
was Arapahoes and the southern Comnnches.
The one fight. however. which for picturesque.
ness stands out most prominently IN the battle
list did not take place until after Baldwin had
been In the field Tor many months. " was the
aght OF his life not In the engagements size nor
vet, perhaps In It's importance. but In
wha, nm 'ofhcer who saw II declares
10 have been Its howlingly funny fcn
lures"
II was picturesque and II was funny NIL rght
but II was dangerous as well. and Baldwin lost
some OF his men, and took his own life In his
hands 20 times before he won his splendid victory
against tremendous odds. The daring OF IN.
thing was recognized by Col Miles. by the zen
.rai commanding the department, and by the
congress- OF the United States, which gave Bald
win his second medal OF honor for his work ON
that day.
py one Of the military freaks OF FOR
tune. BALDWIN. aboush only lieutenant,
found himself IN November. 1874, IN com
mnnd OF u company OF the f1fth Infantry.
ID troop of the Sixth cavalry. and OF
~ OF the scouts Of the organization with
which he had originally taken the ncid'
lie hud about 100 men all told when
he ,.seheJ tho banks Of Mccleliabr Creek.
TEX There he found In front Of him
fuijy 600 indian warriors spl"ndidy armed
ana s,,.,eptiy iusting for fight. Every
army of,c.r who afterwards learned the circum'
The state herald., 1909-03-19
FATHER HAD A GRIEVANCE.
Some Excuse for His Violent Assault
on Managing Editor.

Lima Cayalien the beautiful Roman
prima donna. said recently OF her
beauty parlor" in New York:
'Beauty is woman's most important
attribute. She who Increases beauty
is woman's greatest benefactor. Hus
bands. brothers. even fathers-in the!r
inmosi hearts beauty is the thing they
desire most TO see In their feminine
relations"
She laughed.
Only the other day" she said "a
gray, fat old gentleman entered a
newspaper office and said.
Are you the managing editor7'
Yes was the reply.
7 suppose that on you. then said
tho visitor. rests the responsibility for
this mornings reference tn my daugh
ter Patty as Fatty. Take that"
The state herald., 1909-03-19

knew he could not leave a detachment TO guard
the wagons because II would weaken his force 10
a point which would make victory over the reds
practically impossible.
Baldwin went to the teamsters and said: :!
cant leave force with you guard, and
you've got to charge with us. I wan, you to put
your teams In the center of the charging line
and make those mules fly straight into the mid
die OF things"
II probably was the first time In history that
mule drivers mules and wagons had been ordered
to participate as offensive part OF cavalry
charge. The infantry on this occasion was mount
ed The mule drivers lost all sense OF the danger
In the fun Of the thing. They told the lieutenant
that with good cussing." and with good lashing,
they could lead the cavalry mile.
The 500 Indians were a platenu with sides
shelving gradually down to the plains Baldwins =
plan was nothing less than the seemingly reckless
one OF crossing the open with his men and
wagons, sweeping up the incline and driving the
enemy. II he could. fighting him hand TO hand.
II he must.
The horsemcn rode up In line with the four
mule teams abreast at the lines center There
was word Of command. n trumpet note or two.
and the lire swcp, across the plain with the
mules on n keen jump. with black snake whips
cracking and the drivers saying things which a
mule understands
The reds turned loose nj the advancing hun.
dred. Men and horses the right and left went
with their huge wagons rnckinR and cattering
behind them swept on with never a scratch, The
reds ON the plateau kept up their fusilladc. Up
up up the incline. the mules leading by yards
all the way. Swcp, the blue detachment The
regulars were daring and fighting as American
regulars always dare and fight.
One OF the teamHters afterwards Hworc that he
could see chief Gray Boards eyes popping with
fear at the sight Of the charging mules. Tho
level Of the plateau was reached and horses
men. mules and wagons went huriiinr forward
The teninstefH were standing. cracking their
whips and bowling. infanlrymen and cnyalrymcn
caught the spirit OF the thing aud howled In uni
son.
Those four mule teams went straight through
the heart OF the big band Of Gray BeardH Kio
was aud Araphaoca Meantime every carbino and
every Long Tom was cracking. and with one last
vollcy the warriors Of The allied tribes He'd leay.
INK their dead and wounded aGd their white cap.
tlycs on the field,
Lieut. baldwin found that the two white girl
prisoners were uBInjUfed. and not long after the
nght they were restored 10 their parents. For
this charge and for this Victory Lieut.. Baldwin
was bicyctcd captain and was given q medal
The state herald., 1909-03-19
WHAT WIFE SAYS "eoEs."
But II Sometimes Is Bad for the
Painting.

When property-owner knows moth
ing about paint it is bad for the
property.owner, and bad for the paint
ec 1t would not be SO If the property
owner would always hire skilled
painter, and then really leave every
thing 10 him. But the houseowner so
often fools himself on one or the other
of these things.
The skilled painter in every commu-
nifty has some OF the most incompetent
competitors that ever veXed consci,
en,ious workman or contractor, and
the incompetents get jobs generally by
working cheap. In the next place,
when the skilled painter is hired, they
do not leave everything to him, as so
many property-owners boast they do.
They interfere most ignorantly and
most fatally. They insist sometimes
On using paint materials without in
vestigaiing whether they are good or
not. Or perhaps they insist on the
painters hurrying the work.
I'm not going to have that painters
mess around my house month";" the
wife says, and what wife says goes
At the cost of lot of wasted painting
money.
If the painter stays away few
days to allow the paint to thoroughly
dry the owner says: That painter
neglecting this work-guess he's side.
tracking me for Jones work won't
stand II"
What chance does a painter have 10 do
good work for man who is continually
nagginG at him and otherwise handi.
Gaping him twithout meaning 1t. OF
coursc)? A poor job is the inevitable
result of such interference.
Poor painting costs the. houseowner
moncy-don't forget that. 1t might
pay you to get The practical paint
book. painting specifications and in
strument for detecting paint adul.
terants. which National Lead Co. are
offering under the title of House
Owners Painting OUTFIT No. 40. Ad
dress National Lead Co. 1902 Trinity
Bldg. New York City. This company
do not make paint tthey leave that "a
the painter TO dol but they make
pure white lead c'Dutch Boy Painter
trademark kind, and they can tel
you how to save money by securing
durable painting.
The state herald., 1909-03-19
hIs Numerous Error,

During one OF the banqueis of the
Church Congress In London. GER
tain bishop had MS his left hnnd com
panion n clergyman who was com
pletely bald. During dessert the bald
headed vicar dropped his napkin and
stopped TO pick II up. Al this moment
the bishop. who was talking to his
righthand neighbor. felt sight touch
on his left arm. He turned. and, be
holding the Wears pate on level
with his elbow. said. No, thank you
no melon. will take somo pineap
plc."
The state herald., 1909-03-19
The Trouble.

A maidseryant in the employ OF a
Brooklyn woman was left the other
day In charge Of the children while
her mistress went for long drive.
We'll, Mary" asked the lady, on her
return. how did the children behave
during my absence Nicely. hope.
Nicely. ma'am." Mary answered
but at the end they fought terribly
together"
Fight Mercy me- why did they
hght?"
40 decide. said Mary. which was
behaving the best. Harper Weekly.
The state herald., 1909-03-19

ASlIINGTON-For
two consecutive
sessions a bill has
been before con-
gress to give to
Bris.-G Frank
ID. Baldwin. Uni
The state herald., 1909-03-19

fighting saw
ages on the
plains. were
led by Chief
Gray Beard a
noted warrior.
b u | d W ! n
learned that
{ he Indians
had with them
tw o W h lite
The state herald., 1909-03-19
HOGS
sIiIsisr'

s'oeker, ",''''',.,,.,".,..,'.,.esoUei'.
The state herald., 1909-03-19
GRAIN

wheat. choico milling per ico ibr ~ 90
rye. Colorado. bulk. pot ioo lbs. u
oats. bulk. idaho, No 2 white, iihd
same, IN sacks, g0D. Nebraska uHtr.
sacked. fin Corn IN bulk ft,z9. ~
sacks o. Ni corn chop, sacked. u g. hfHn.
Colorado pct ico lbs. fii1 Rolled naiH
owt. rt finked barley. rwt. iisS
The state herald., 1909-03-19

of honor, but he al
ways has maintained
that the m @ d n !
should have gone to
the mules.
On the retired list
of the army with
Gen. Bald W in is
Brig Gen. John b.
Babcock, a close
friend pf Tho man
The state herald., 1909-03-19

ANYTHING of the fire Getting posi-
bilities that lie hidden in the per
son of this gray-haired peaceful
looking and reticent man.
Gen. Babcock left the service not
long ago and at once departed for
the little place in the foothills OF
the Adirondack mountains where
he might crafty his love of coun-
Try life. II the general refuses to
talk of his army achievements to
his npighhnrs and ~ tba,, ara cu,i
The state herald., 1909-03-19

who led the mule team
charge and a frequent visi.
Tor to Washington. 1t is
doubtful IL Gen. Babcock's
nearest neighbors In his lit.
tie country home In Sarato-
The state herald., 1909-03-19

ted States army (retired) the rank of major
general. Some day perhaps the bill will be-
come law, for it is worthy of passage,
Baldwin is worthy of honor. The home of this
retired officer present is in Colorado, though
he comes to Washington occasionally to live
over old days with comrade veterans, many
of whom have chosen the nations capital for
their homes
1t is rarely that one can get Gen. Baldwin to
speak of his services in the army. but his
friends not slow In speaking for him and
every word that they say in praise is borne
out by the records which are hidden away in
the war department
The state herald., 1909-03-19

girl captives and MS
desire TO rescue them
reinforced his desire
for n fight on general
principles.
The lientcna I
looked his men over
and saw that they had
astomach for the com
ing scrimmage. with
the command OF four
six.mule teams. Bald
win feared tina, a de.
tachment Of the reds
might flank him when
he was making his
charge and kill his
mules and destroy his
field necessities. He
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1909-07-16
by [ RANK I'll. SpEARMAN %
Q ILLUSTRATIONS o d
By ANDRE BOWLEG O.
BY
oPYRIGHT 1908 eY ChAS ScRieNER5 SONS

| where they had walked in the morn
ing. He pointed to flange-marks on
the ties. See there-there's where
the first wheels left the track, and
they left on the inside of the curve;
thin flange under the first refrigera-
tor broke. I've got the wheel itself
back there for evidence. They can't
talk fast running against that. Damn
private car line, anyway! Give me
a cigar-haven't got any? Great guns,
man, there's a case of Key Vests
open up ahead; go fill your pockets
and your grip. Don't be bashful;
you've got friends on the division, if
you are Irish, eh?''
Sure, only l don't smoke said
Stevens, with diplomacy.
well, you drink, don't you?
There's barrel of brandy open at the
switch"
The brandy cask stood appended
near the water butt, and the men
dipped out of both with cups. They
were working now half naked at the
wreck. The sun hung in a cloudless
sky, the air was still, and along the
right of way huge wrecking fires
added to the scorching heat Ten feet
from the water butt lay a flattened
mass of rags. Crusted in smoke and
blood and dirt, crushed by wise OF
beams and wheels out of human SEM
blance, and left now an aimless,
twitching thing, the tramp clutcl.ed
at Stevens foot as he passed. Wa
teri"
Hello, old boy, how the devil did
you get here?" exclaimed Stevens, re-
treating in alarm.
Water"
filled a cup. The tramp's eyes were
closed. Stevens poured the water
over his face; then he lifted the mans
head and put a cupful to his lips.
rs that hobo alive YETI" asked Sin
clair, coming back smoking cigar.
What does he want now? Water?
Don't waste any time on him."
ITS bad luck refusing water" nut.
tered Stevens, holding the cup.
Hell be dead in minute" growled
Sinclair.
The sound of his voice reused the
failing man to fury. He opened his
bloodshot eyes, and with the dregs of
an ebbing vitality cursed Sinclair with
a frenzy that made Stevens draw back.
If Sinclair was startled he gave no
sign. go to hell" he exclaimed,
harshly.
With a CHASTITY effort the man made
his retort. He held up his blood-soaked
fingers. I'm going all right know
that" he gasped, with curse, but I'll
come back for you!"
Sinclair, mistaken, stood his ground.
He repeated his imprecation more VIC
lently; but Stevens, swallowing, stole
out of hearing. AS he disappeared, a
train whistled in the west.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1909-07-16
CHAPTER III.
Dicksie.


The wreckers, drifting in the blaze
of the sun across the broad alkali val
ley, saw the smoke of the wreck-fire
behind them No breath of wind
stirred it. With the stiffness of sig
nal column it rose, thin and black,
and high in the air spread motionless,
like huge umbrella above Smoky
creek. Reed Young had gone with an
engine to wire for re-enforcements, and
McCloud, active among the trackmen
until the confagration spent itself,
had retired to the shade of the hill
Reclining against a rock with his
legs crossed, he had clasped his hands
behind his head and sat looking at the
iron writing in the dying heat of the
fire. The sound of hoofs aroused him,
and looking below he saw a horse
woman refining up near his men at the
thin and rangy, and the experienced
way in which she checked him drew
him back almost to his launches. But
McCloud's eyes were fixed on the slen-
der figure of the rider. Her boot
flashed in the stirrup while she spoke
to the nearest man, and her horse
stretched his neck and nosed the
brown alkali-grass that spread thinly
along the road.
To McCloud she was something like
an apparition. He sat spellbound I'M
til the trackman indiscreetly pointed
him out, and the eyes of the visitor.
turning his way, caught him with his
hands on the rock in an attitude open
ly curious. She turned Immediately
away, but McCloud rose and started
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1909-07-16
CHAPTER II.
At Smoky Creek,

Karg, Sinclair's crew foreman, came
running over to him from a pile of
merchandise that had been set off the
right of way on the wagon road for
loot. That's the superintendent car
coming, amt it, Murray" he cried,
looking across the creek at the APP
preaching train.
What of it," returned Sinclair.
"Why, we're just loading the team"
The incoming train an engine with
a way car, two flats, and the Bear
Dance derrick slowed up at one end of
the wreck while Sinclair and his fore
man talked. Three men could be seen
the superintendent, and Reed Young,
the Scotch roadmaster, and Bill Dan
cling. A gang of trackmen filed slowly
out after them.
The leaders of the party made their
way down the curve, and Sinclair, with
Karg. met them at the point. Nc
Cloud asked questions about the
wreck and the chances of getting the
track clear. and while they talked
Sinclair sent Karg to get the new
derrick into action. Sinclair then
asked McCloud to walk with him up
the track to see where the cars had
left the rail. The two men showed in
contrast as they stepped along the
ties. McCloud was not alone younger
and below Sinclairs height; his broad
Stetson hat flattened him somewhat
His movement was deliberate beside
Sinclair's litheness, and his face,
though burned by sun and wind. was
boyish, while Sinclair's was strongly
lined.
Just a moment" suggested Nc
Cloud, mildly, as Sinclair FASTENED
past the goods piled in the wagon
road. Whose team Is that. Sinclair"
The road followed the right of way
where they stood, and a four-horse
team of heavy mules was pulling q
loaded ranch wagon up the grade
when McCloud spoke.
Sinclair answered cordially. That's
my team from over on the Frenchman.
/ picked them up at Denver. Nice
mules. McCloud, amt they? Give me
mules every time for heavy work. II
had just a hundred more Of 'em the
company could have my job-what? -
Yes. What's that stun they are
hauling?"
That's little stuff mashed mp in
the merchandise car; there's some to-
bacco there and a little wine. guess.
The cases are all smashed"
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1909-07-16
Tramps to Water?"

| you drive straight ahead where | told
my affairs interfered with by you or
anybody else, McCloud. You and |
can settle this thing ourselves" he
added, walking straight toward the
superintendent.
Get away from those mules!"
cracking his whip.
McCloud's dull eyes hardly lightened
as he looked at the driver. Don't
swing your whip this way, my boy"
he said, laying hold quietly of the near
bride.
Drop that bridle!" roared Sinclair.
'Ill drop your mules in their tracks
if they move one foot forward. Dan
cling, unlock those traces" said Nc
Cloud, peremptorily. Dump the wine
out of that wagon box, Young Then
he turned to Sinclair and pointed to
the wreck. Get back to your work"
The sun marked the five men rooted
for an instant on the hillside. Dan
cling jumped at the traces, Reed Young
clambered over the wheel, and Sin
clair, livid, faced McCloud. With
bitter denunciation of interlopers,
claim agents, and fresh" railroad men
generally, Sinclair swore he would not
go back to work. and case Of wine
crashing to the ground Infatuated him.
He turned on his heel and started for
the wreck. Call off the meni" he yelled
to Karg at the derrick. The foreman
passed the word. The derrickmen,
dropping their hooks and chains in
some surprise, moved out of the wreck
age The axmen and laborers gathered
around the foreman and followed him
toward Sinclair.
Boys" cried Sinclair, we've got
new superintendent, college guy.
You know what they are; the COM
pany has tried 'em before. They
draw the salaries and we do the work.
This one down here now is making his
little kick about the few pickings we
get out of our jobs. You can go back
to your work or you can stand right
here with me till we get our rights.
What?"
Half dozen men began talking at
once. The derrickman from below,
hatchet-faced wiper, with the visor of
a greasy cap cooked over his ear,
stuck his head between the uprights
and called out shrilly: What's er
matter, Murray" and a few men
laughed. Barney had deserted the
mules. Dancing and Young, with small
regard for loss or damage, we're
emptying the wagon like deckhands,
for in a fight such as now appeared
imminent, possession of the goods
prestige. McCloud waited only long
enough to assure the emptying of the
wagon, and then followed Sinclair to
where he had assembled his men.
Sinclair. put your men back to work. .
Not till we know just how we
stand" Sinclair answered. insolently.
He continued to speak. but McCloud
turned to the men. Boys. go back to
your work. Your boss and / can set
tie our own differences. I'll see that
you lose nothing by working hard"
q And you'll see we make nothing,
won't you?" suggested Karg.
I'll see that every man in the crew
gets twice what is coming to him-all
except you. Karg. l discharge you
now. Sinclair. will you go back to
work."
mo-"
Then take your time. Any men
that want to go back to work may
step over to the switch" added Nc
Cloud.
Not man moved. Sinclair and KArs
smiled at each other. and with no APP
parent embarrassment Mccloud him
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1909-07-16

down the hill. The horses head was
pulled up, and there were signs of de-
parture. He quickened his steps.
| Once he saw, or thought he saw, the
riders head so turned that her eyes
might have commanded one approach
| ing from his quarter; yet he could
catch no further glimpse of her face.
A second surprise awaited him. Just
as she seemed about to ride away, she
dropped lightly from the horse to the
ground, and he saw how confident in
| figure she was. AS she began to try
her saddle-girths, McCloud attempted
a greeting. She could not ignore his
hat, held rather high above his head
as he approached, but she gave him
the slightest nod in return-one that
made mo attempt to explain why she
was, there or where she had come
from.
Pardon me-" ventured McCloud,
have you lost your way?'
He was Immediately conscious that
he had said the wrong thing. The
expression of her eyes implied that
it was foolish to suppose she was lost,
but she only answered: 81 saw the
smoke and feared the bridge was on
fire."
Something in her voice made him
almost sorry he had INTERVIEWED; II
she stood in need of help of any sort
1t was not apparent, and her gaze was
confusing.
81 presume Mr.. Sinclair Is here?"
she said, presently.
81 am sorry to say he is not"
He usually has charge of the
wrecks, ! think. What a dreadful
fire." she murmured, looking down the
track WAS 1t a passenger wreck?"
She turned abruptly on McCloud to
ask the question. Her eyes were
brown, too, he saw. and doubt as
sailed him. Was she pretty?
only a freight wreck" he an
swered.
Il thought II there were passengers
hurt l could send help from the ranch.
Were you the conductor"
Fortunately not"
And no one was hurtg"
only tramp. We are burning the
wreck to clear the track"
GRO BE coNTTNUED)