The chronicle=news., 1914-07-20

, the occasion by Dragging about him
seld as an Indian fighter. Give
me-" he said, "a gunny sack full of
buckshot and an old muskct and |
will clean out every injun on the
plains" He may have meant what
he said but nobody believed him for
he was always shooting the bull and
hitting nothing more warlike than
a prairie dog.-Ficld and Farm.
The Man Who Did Things: Along
In the carly eighties. the Marquis dc
Morcs, distinguished Frcncliman
with n carload of wealth. became in
tcrcstcd in the great cattle boom
which was then warming up the
range country. He organized Il big
industrial syndicate among his
wealthy French friends and came out
west to cut few melons and get in
to the swim and he must have been
something of II dreamer to splurgc
the way he did. He settled on the
line of the Northern Pacific which
was just then being built by his
friend, Henry Willard, and estab-
llshcd town OF his own, calling it
Mcdora, In honor of his wife. who
had been the beautiful Miss Hoffman
of Now York.
The settlement was planted on
Magpic creek. about forty miles cast
of the Little Missouri In North Da-
kota. The Marquis put In pack
ing house. built wooden mill, set
up a store and opened a big ranch.
Among the improvements at the
the pious Marluisc Mcdora. who was
u dcvout Catholic. One night in
1884 IA lot of rowdy cowboys in
town on bender shot up the chapel
out OF pure cusscdncss, breaking the
windows and damaging everything in
n most outrageous manner. Accord
ing to st. Paul's cpistlc to the Thcs-
snlonians there are those who sleep
in the night which is for those who
sleep but these roystcrcrs who had
a dance in town and belonged to that
Uncomfortable order of ronstabouts
who would rather stay up the live
long night than to go to bed with the
chickens and get u2 with the robins
as honest folks do.
Theodore Roosevelt, who was then
Il young men unknown to fame but
full of his old fighting ginger. heard
that four of his cowpunchcrs were
mixed up in the attack on the little
house OF worship. All he did on
the spur of the moment was to fire
the cowboys after which he rode in
from his ranch on the Little Mis-
souri,, apologizcd to the Marquis and
stood the expense of the repairs. Tho
Marquis dc Morcs failed with his beef
enterprise at Mcdora and finally re
turned to France Il saddcr but wiser
man. When the Abyssinian chief,
Mcnclik, opened war on the Italians
some twenty years ago, the valiant
De Mores organized a volunteer res!
mcnt to fight for King Humbcrt and
was killed on the march through
Africa by an avalanche of rocks
looscned in canon by the enemy.
After all, how true 1t is that 1.-THE
paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Field and Farm.
infested by the worst gang of rustl-
ers that ever devastated a frontic.
community and they were SO fcro
cious in their operations and so thor
oughlv organized in their work That
they had absolute control over the
destinies of the country. The gang
consisted of Jim Hunter, renegade
Jack from Utah; Jim Marshall with
his catfish eyes: Jack Fitch and An
gus McDougall who were finally sent
to the ponitcntiary; Isham Dart. .ho
smart negro, Matt Rash. who rIsnd
as n decent and half dozen other
goodfor-nothing scamps. Big Nose
George once belonged to them out
quit the game when lie found tncy
were cutting out the brands from The