Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1911-10-24
Stories Of CurbStOne and
Corridor

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After spending the day here Con-
gresham Hanna returned to his home
in Fargo this morning While in con-
vcrsation with some old timers at the
Mckenzie last night he recalled an i'll
cident of the early days. 1T is thirty
years since first visited Bismarck,
said Mr.. Hanna I'm 1881 and when
but twenty years of age with young
terminus of the Northern Pacific. Bis
marck was wild enough to suit the
most adventurous youth. She was sur
rounded by soldiers and the town it.
self was composed largely of saloons,
dance halls and gambling rooms We
had but little money between us, and a
dollar looked as large as harvest
moon. On arriving here my companion
ran into a man from Massachusetts and
a former resident of his home. In or
der to impress his former townsman he
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other man joined them and they called
for beer. After tossing off the foam
ing beverage the youth tossed dol
lar upon the bar and he was given
twenty-five cents in change He looked
at the two-bit piece, then at the bar
keep who was regarding him with an
amused smile. and said, Haven't you
made a mistaken" Il guess not re-
piled the man behind the fort. beer
is two-bits a glass;" 1t took all the
bravado out OF my young friend and
he came to me with a detected air to
relate his experience. At this rate of
outlay we would not last long in Bis
marck. 1t is safe to say my young
friend did not buy any more drinks
during his stay here" Mr.. Hanna was
in happy mood and entertained his
friends with anecdotes and pleasant
"reminiscences.
County Treasurer Kostzky is rather
rcticent about his hunting trip. He
took company of friends down to the
Mckenzie slough with the assurance
that they would have water fowls
enough on their return to strain the
legal limit. When asked what they got
today he answered, I'VE got back"
Then he went on to explain. You see
it was this way. Old man Fisher lives
near the slough and he has son. This
son took it into his head to get mar
ried and the result was wedding
Then the neighbors though it a good
time to pull off an old fashioned char
ivari, so they gathered at the Fisher
home and belled the newlyweds. The
celebration lasted about all hour and
the hubbub was something fierce The
chief feature was the shooting of guns.
The result is every duck in the slough
was frightened out of the country and
may be going yet for all know. That
is the reason we returned with empty
game bags When asked if he did
not think the recent Fourth of July
celebration or the war in China may
have had something to do with fright
ening the ducks, he did not seen,
pleased and the incident closed there.
Sam Clark, who has been I'D in the
Moosejaw country in Canada hunting
is evidently growing tired. The fol-
| lowing was received from him last
night by wireless:
He gazed upon the pictures fair,
10 which arts subtle magic lends
! A fascination wondrous rare.
He journeyed far from home and
friends
His feet rebelled at marches long.
And seemed with leaden pace to
crawl.
His neck stood at an angle wrong
| From looking at the buildings tall.
He found the sights were much the
same,
| No matter where he CHANGED to roam.
ne woods, the streets, the fish, the
game,
Were very much like those at home.
"Alack! :" he cried likewise "Ah me !"
As disappointment babe him sigh,
How seldom what you go to see
Looks like the post cards that you
buy!'
John Andrews, the deputy secretary
of state, believes to some extent in the
eternal fitness of things. Most every
thing rights itself if given time" said
Mr.. Andrews last night. In speaking
of the trusts he said:
Unto these trusts an end must be,
How it will come is still in doubt.
Percllance superhuous luxury
Will carry them all off with govt.
Henry Halverson, chief clerk at the
Grand Pacific is an observer of human
nature and he reads character by ap
pearances and is rarely deceived. Ev-
cry guest who registers a second time
at the popular hostelry is known to
Henry and he prides himself on re-
memberlng names. He shakes hands
with every body and is an artist at
the practice. He says of it:
"Shakin' hands is somethin' that
Mighty few folks git down pat.
Some jes' make feeble clutch,
Like the pleasure masn't much:
Others has a paw that feels
Like a bunch of tainted cells.
Then there comes a brawny fist
Ihat'H give your own twist
Fit to bruise it out O shape.
It's we'll meant. There's no escape.
There S a Teller so polite
That it makes you want to fight.
An there's one who seems to say,
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