Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1916-06-18
B. p. O. E.
Convention
All There
BY "HELLo BILL"

Dickinson, N. D., June 17.-Ladics
and Gentlemen: We have here an I'M
censored report OF the Elks conven-
ton, slipped through the lines by the
Dickinson Press:
AS the dust of the punchers flying
steeds cleared away, the parade fell
in line for the big march and 1000
Elks marched in perfect order, ex.
cepting when stopping to admire
themselves in their natty new white
uniform and purple trimmings, lead
by no less parsonage than our own
Major A. J. Osborn, mayor of tho
south side, who proudly guided his
spirited charger at the head of the
biggest bunch Of Bills that ever
marched down Willard street. "A big
mixup occurred at the Benzie corner
because these Bills wouldn't pass at
the bank; but when Pete Berringer
vouched for the gang, the parade re-
formed and followed the setting sun
to the show grounds in the west.
Leading the Bismarck delegation
with its famous booster band could
be seen Bandmaster Wellington lrysh.
walking as stiff and erect as a man
with boil on his neck, and artist
cally swinging his baton while his
bugle blowers rent the air with the
melodious strains of their own COM
position.
A little high school girl on the side
lines was heard to chirp, 20, isn't he
just too sweet it's bear" and Bis
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who was there.
Next in line came the delegation
from the little town on the Jim river
that boasts a nut factory wearing
purple hat bands, self asserted air
and singing a little tune, "The Asy-
lum is our Town, but You See We're
Not in IT, A Valley City Elk heard
the singers and remarked, "One of
the saddest sights of my young life
is to see the miscarriage of justice"
One Of the obese lads from Jimtown
could not stand the heat and the
strenuous efforts of walking, alto
gether too much like work, got his
Nanny and he fell by the wayside and
took the count before the end of the
big parade. That his heart was in
the right place. he asked the brothers
not to delay the show, and he pillow
ed his head, on cake of ice and told
the boys never to grow fat.
After the pictures were all made,
and most of the marchers had worn
blisters on their heels and their col
lars hung around their necks like a |
forlorn hope, they arrived at the big
show ground for the afternoon per.
Torrance. Aside from the many ar
rivals by train and foot some flew in
and others blew in, many drove their
high powered Limousines valued as
high as thirty-two cents. and attract.
ing much attention.
Arriving at the spacious arena
where the Mexican long horns gleam-
ed in the sun as to dare the wranglers
to do their worst and the riders were
already making sport of the fray, and
our hero found the grandstand filed
to overlooking and Senator Mcbride
walking up and down looking for a
seat
Manager Gardner had just finished
a hair-raising demonstration of stay
ing on the hurricane deck of the
meanest outlaw in the herd and the
noise and the cheers had not yet died
away when mixture of German and
English perforated the skyline from
the west side of the bleachers where
Teddy Hartung and John Reiner were
having big sauerkrauted argumenta-
tion discussing the speed made by
the little first cowboy race. Teddy
said his man rode faster than Roose-
welt mopped UP Bull Moose votes at
Chicago last wees. while Reiner de-
clared his favorite possessed as
great speed as the Kaiser Wilhelm
licking the English.
Another brilliant dance was given
at the Elk Hall Saturday night after
the final prizes had been given out,
all the bulls ridden and made, and
the last COW wrangler mounted his
pony and disappeared over the horiz-