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The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21
By FRANK B. LINDERMAN

Better come up Christmas. A
big bull elk fell over cliff up to
camp and broke his durned-fool
neck. I've rustled this here fer
trimmin s"-and Uncle Billy held up
a demijohn and winked.
''Jest me an you," he continued
as he warmed his chin hands at the
office stove. "He amt no SLOUGH.
that elk amt. He's fat an fine,
an I'm a-goin' to give We a regular
old fashioned feed, me-"
A week had passed since the invi-
tation had been accepted, and, after
making pack of some small gifts
for the old fellow, l began to climb
the gulch that led to his cabin.
1t had showed the night before
and the chill wind snatched material
for miniature billiards. from the
snow-laden frs, as it swept among
their boughs from every cradle OF
storms among the ragged cliffs, far
above. Here and there dry leaves
wrung from reluctant bushes, sour
ried across the white surface, fol-
lowed by a mist of snow which, like
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21
lin tell the folks that nobody ever

kin tell the folks that nobody ever
travelled with more sufferin' an
fewer prospects fer relief than yours
truly. There want thing to build
fire out of an I knowed I couldn't
a-done it il there were. jest drift
ed out into the PLAINS with the sheets
of snow an the wind herded me here
and there. like it were a-lookin' fer
suitable place fer an execution.
God, 'twere cold. / were almost
dead. I reckon, when band O. buff
falo, bein' driven with the gale, like
myself, doomed up in the flynn snow
They was a-goin' some, an it's a
Gods wonder that they didn't tram
pie me into the frozen earth, but they
split, an strung past me on both
sides like blots in the blizzard.
Rest of Herd Goes on
Like Shadows in Dream.
"A-trailin' behind 'em, were a
monstrous bull. The snow were a
whirlin' around him in blindin
mist. He didn't see me an come
blunderin' on until he were but few
feet away. l were figgerin' on which
way to dodge when, on the spur o
rifle until the muzzle couldn't a-beer
fer from his hide an pulled the trig
ger. The report sounded like the
crack of a whip lash an the old bull
fell in his tracks. The rest of the
herd went on, like shadders in a bat
dream, an I bent over the dead bull
an tried to warm again his belly
| His hair were full of snow an
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and cold, when in grove of fir trees
we'll known to me, the smoke from
the rusty stove-pipe protruding from
snow on the top of Uncle Billy's
cabin, signalled that the journeys
end was at hand.
"Whoop-eee-'' The door
opened and in it appeared the old
man, his face wreathed in smiles and
his white hair and beard blending
with earth's mantle.
Roast of Elk Meat
Watts Aroma Around.
MERRY Christmas to We. Dog-on
me if We amt pretty good rawhide to
mix it with this weather. Come in.
Come in. I've got hot toddy wait
in. I've got hot toddy waitin'."
"Smell it?-Hey?" and the old
chap opened the oven door that the
savory roast of elk meat might watt
it's aroma about the room. y
IT hain't no artist at fancy dishes,
an hope yell be game an tackle
a puddin' I've made. It's heap like
a political platform, that puddin' u.s.;
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just vengeance, in every case over
took and buried them. A camp-rob-
Der, driven by a sharp gust, narrowly
escaped being blown against huge
pine snag as he crossed the gulch,
and a cottontail that I had scared
from his hiding place, hurriedly
sought new cover with his ears tight
against his back.
Growing Drifts Make
Travelling Laborious.
The trail was obliterated, and
growing drifts made travelling labori-
GUS for one unused to winter in the
hills. I crossed the trail of deer
that had been drifting with the
storm, and although comparatively
fresh, the tracks were scarcely Wis
able, and for long distances they
were completely covered. I tried to
picture the gulch and steep hills on
summer day, but my imagination
revolted and refused to be driven to
a milder cline. I was growing tired
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21
Copyright By Frank B. L;,,derman

to watch Uncle Billy fill his pipe. He
did the job with such nicely and pre-
cision, seeming to prolong the task
that realization might be magnified
by anticipation.
There was silence, as the wreaths
of blue spoke floated about the cabin.
The nickle-plated alarm clock
licked off the seconds industriously
and the moaning of the wind among
the frs outside lent enjoyment and
flavor to the tobacco. My eyes fell
upon the old man and presently he
rose slowly, stealthily-his eyes
fixed upon the far corner of the
cabin.
Bnshy Tail and Shining Eyes
Appear for Last Time.
Looking in the direction indicated
by his stare, saw the bushy tail and
shining eyes of mountain rat.
Reaching under the soiled pillow,
Uncle Billy drew forth a Colt From
tier shooter-waited for the rat
to show himself to better advantage
and then-BANG. The cabin was
filled with foul-smelling smoke and
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21

Here is a story of Montana
hawk, captured in Carbon county
oat field, last August, and which was
given it's liberty after a small bottle
had been fixed to one of it's legs.
The bottle contained a message. It
flew south into the United States of
Colombia, and was killed on the ia
BILE lands of Bogota, near the capital
of that country, $500 miles from
Red Lodge, seventy days after it was
turned loose in this state.
Eddie Hotchkiss' Message.
On August 20, little less than
three months ago, Eddie Hotchkiss,
Carbon county farmer, was at work
in his oat field. He found a hawk
that had become entangled in the
shocks of the oats, and took possess
sion of the bird. He wrote a mes
sage and put the note in small
bottle which he tied to the hawks
leg. And then he gave it it's liberty.
The message asked the finder to
write the sender.
Hotchkiss was surprised few
days ago to receive letter from Bo-
gotta, the capital of Colombia. It
was written by Louis Filipe, resi-
dent OF Bogota. He detailed the cir
cumstances under which the message
had come across two continents to
him. He said he was hunting in a
wheat field on the plains of Bogota
and had shot a hawk. He noticed
bottle fixed to one Of it's legs. He
broke the bottle and read the note it
contained.
International Courtesy.
He presented his greetings to the
Montana farmer who had sent the
message on the wings of the great
trade winds into the far southland,
and expressed the hope that the re-
lations between the United States of
Colombia and the great republic aft
er which it was patterned would al
ways be friendly, and he added naive
ly that he hoped we would not take
it into our heads to dig any more
canals across the isthmus of Panama.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21
PROPOSALS FOR PEACE

The glow of a new dawn of
peace and good will is faint on
the world horizon as the day of
the Christ birth nears. Germany
has made the first move. The
proposal to discuss terms, re-
ceived at first with derision in
the entente capitals, seems like
ly to receive consideration thu t
will result in an exchange Of
views. The neutral nations, par
ticularly the United States, are
expected to exert their influence
toward adjustment of the con-
flicting demands and viewpoints
that stand in the way of an ar
mistice or final peace treaty.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21


This is John Hall, dry land farmer
of Toole county, who has been nomin-
ated for the Hall of Fame by e. r..
Holderby, edior of the Sweetgrass
Record. Farmer Hall grew 2,731
bushels of flax on IS acres of land
near to border town of Sweetgrass,
and broke the record.
Mr.. Holderby annexed the title of
champion flaxgrower of the universe
for Farmer Hall by affidavits of the
farmer who grew the flax and the
thresher who threshed it, together
with documentary evidence from the
Bozeman Agricultural college, attest
ing to the Hall achievement.
The accompanying halftone is from
a photograph taken when Hall was
harvesting this flax crop which has
attracted so much attention. The
numerous shocks attest to the heavi-
ness of the stand. Following the
cutting of the flax the land was inn
mediately seeded to winter wheat,
and the picture shows the drills in
operation.
Hundreds of farmers have written
Hall, asking him for some of the flax
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21

trail fer his discovery. Bill told me
afterward that a big Missourian he'd
started to cheer fer Jeff Davis, an
Bill knocked him down, after a pre-
liminary of bad language in which
the lineage of the rebel sympathizer
were questioned.
Bill Is Soon Surrounded
By Prices Right Wing.
Gin less time than it takes to tell
it, the right wing or old Prices army
he'd surrounded Bill, an hell were
dom fer the union blue, when I
got near enough to land with a
stick o. limb-wood I'd gathered from
wood-pile near the door. l don't
remember much about the fight. My
lights went out somewhere's about
the first innin' an next I knowed
Bill were a-puttin' snow on my head
an calm me pet names. Soon's
come to, he handed me my rifle an
suggested that a change of scene
were necessary fer the peace of the
community, and Judging from his
nose, which never amounted to any
thing as an ornament after that day,
he were right. His eyes were black
erin a professional politicians rec
ord, an blood had dried on his fore
head till he looked like Blackfoot
buck in war paint. Soon's I felt a
little better, we started fer camp
of some friends of ours, some 10 or
IL miles down the river, intendin'
to spend the night with 'em an to
figger on the next move. Travelin'
want much of luxury fer me an l
allowed Ri11'c ininfc liff1o of
as we'll as my own. We neither one
said anything about it, but I reckon
we each he'd suspicious.
Flying Snow Cuts Faces
Like Lash of Whip.
ut were as cold as refused pro-
posal an the wind he'd hauled from
hidin', a regular old blizzard an sent
it curlin' over the country at a fear
full rate. The flying snow cut our
faces like the lash of a four-hoss
whip as we travelled quarterin' with
the wind. The country were rollin
an, after crossin' a knoll, I missed
Bill. 1t were so thick you couldn' t
see a dozen feet an called to him
as loud as I could, but you'd about
as we'll try to bore an auger-hole
with gimlet, as to try to out-how]
that blizzard Being bundle O.
bruises yellin' want specially COM
fortin' an I give it up an fired a
shot out of the rifle, but l didn't git
no answer an concluded l were in
fer it. I managed to git another
load into the gun after losin' three
or four charges of powder, an fig
gered to save the load fer an emer.
gency. It were mighty lucky fer me
that did, too.
Nothing to Do but Keep
Travelling With Wind.
"There were nothin' to do but tt
keep travelin' with the wind an W
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couldn't feel the warmth that
knowed were in the huge carcass. My
hands were numb with cold an it
were so dark that I couldn't see no
more. One foot he'd no more feel
in in it than boulder.
Carcass freezes as Hard
As Pharoah's Heart.
II were in fer night of it if I
lived, but I reckoned that mornin'
would find me drifted over an dead
erin defeated candidate fer office.
were goin' to freeze, an I knowed
it. leaned the empty rifle again
the bull, pulled out my butcher
knife, an after a heap O. misery,
opened the big blade, knealt down,
ripped him open an stuck my hands
inside. With the feelin' of warmth,
come an idea which, no doubt, were
half born when I pulled the trig-
ger that ended the buffalo's life, an
l dragged out his entrails an
crawled into the boiler. There
hain't no use in tryin' to tell We of
the sufferin' I lived through, but the
blizzard howled an ragged till nigh
daylight, an the carcass he'd frozen
as solid an hard as Pharaoh's heart.
1 couldn't git out. No, sir,-I could
MT git out.
Sets Up Yell When Friends
Come Trooping Toward Him.
''To make it more interesting a
pack of buffalo wolves were howlin'
around the carcass, an l want much
stuck on 'em a-playin' game O.
hide an seek with me through the
old bulls ribs, neither, but unless I
could cut my way out, an pretty
damned soon, too, wouldn't see 'em,
that were as sure as there were liver
in bear. l guess they'd have got
me, all right, if they could hev
gnaWed the meat. fer more'n once
I heered 'em tackle the job an it
made me nervous as if I were Asset
tin fer my tin-type, an don't We for
get it. I whitfield away, but made
mighty little Roadway although the
work kept my mind off'n the wolves
an kept up little circulation till
daylight came, when I didn't hear
EN- no more.
"Pretty soon after day broke,
heered shot, then another, an an
other. ! yelled out but got no an
swer an bimeby I heered a boss lop-
in toward the buffalo. Bein' on the
ground that way l could hear any
thing movin' fer again as I could
hev he'd I been standin' up. I set
up yell, fearin' they would pass by,
an pretty soon I heered somebody
say, Well, I'll be damned
"They cut me out. I couldn't
stand up an we're sick fer four weeks
afterward, but I'd added in the bull
if old Bill hadn't made the camp an
started out with the rest of 'em as
soon's the storm died down, to hunt
fer my remains.
CHATS pretty stiff yarn, partner;
better wash 1t down with little
SMILE"
And Uncle Billy passed the demi-
john.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21

snow was blowing through a hole
in the chinking where the 45-caliber
bullet had torn it away.
Got him." said the old fellow as
he crossed the room, picked up by
the tail the mangled rat, tossed him
out of door and began to stop the
hole in the chinking with some rags.
eff there's one redeemin' feature
about them devils, I hain't been able
to find it although I've been closely
associated with 'em since 49," he
said as if in apology for his deed.
Finds Chance for Revision
OF Aesop's Fables.
eff old man Aesop had a-known
about 'em, he'd a-never hung the
can of pure cussedness to member
of the canine family, like he did in
his dog in the manger' stunt, fer
mountain rat has got 'em all
skinned raw when it comes to pack
in of things that they amt got no
earthly use fer jest to keep the
rightful owner from enjoyin' his own
property. I been a-layin' fer that
Teller fer a week, but he were cum
MIN as faro dealer. He's gone
where he'll find a heap more of his
kind, wearin' my brand"
"Hear that wind? Makes me
think of Christmas I spent in IS.
Did ever tell yoL about it?-no?
"Well, me an old Bill Hanks, he's
dead an gone years ago-hed been
on little bender down to Fort Ben
ton. We'd been down the river an
had got back on the last boat up.
The weather he'd been mild an nice
till jest before the holidays, but the
first storms of any account, drove
in the prospectors an some of the
buffalo hunters.
Has Working Interest
In Bills Trouble Herd.
"The camp were pretty lively, /
can tell We. Me an Bill were part
ners in some ground that were pay
in, an, bein' flush, we trotted a
pretty fair heat along with the rest
of mankind that he'd drifted west fer
the love O. driftin'. Things got to
hummin' an of course there were a
good sprinklin' O. fights durin' the
time we were a-tryin' to drink up
all the booze there were, but I kept
out of 'em, knowing that want
Du11I lC1 NACoC quIlA COA . GIL 1861 OSA
to defend my right to peace, if I
he'd to. Bill want so lucky. He
never seemed to savvy that trouble
were a maverick adrift on the range
of human life, an couldn't keep his
brandin' iron off'n its hide. Time
an time agin, he got lessons-prac-
tical as hell, too, but they never
learned him to nibble before he bit.
He he'd a bad habit O. declaring me
in on everything, an along with a
partnership in the placer diggin's,
he'd workin' interest in Bills
trouble herd.
Hears Racket and Hits
Trail for Discovery.
IT never knowed much about his
breedin', but if man kin make his
self standardized by performance
same's boss kin, Bill were blooded
an don't We forget it.
| "Twere Christmas when we went
prospectin' fer trouble in as likely a
spot as ever see, an 'twan't lone
before he got his notice on claim
that it took us both to represent, an
We left it jumpable, at that. I wan't
with him when he made the strike
but I heered the racket an hit the
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21

Twelve years ago, about this time
of the year, or perhaps a little earli-
err. there gathered In Butte saloon,
bunch of good fellows. They had
heard of a number of needy people,
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21
THE SANTA CLAUS
OF SILVER BOW
STORY OF BILLY GENIMELL. BON
WANT OF BUTTE, AND
HIS JOSHERS' CLUB.

Saloon Gathering of Twelve Fears
Ago Resulted in Building Up an
Organization Which Has Accom-
plished Much for the Poor Of the
Great Copper Camp.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-12-21
MONTANA HAWK
MESSAGE CARRIER
CAUGHT IN CARBON COUNTY 1T
is KILLED IN THE UNITED
STATES OF COLOMBIA.

Farmer Tied Message to Leg of Hawl
and Turned it Loose; Receives Re
ply From Bogota, Capital of Coll
ombia; Flew $500 Miles to Deliv-
er Montanan's Message.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-07-02
AERO HERO
EULOGzED IN FRANCE
Victor Chapman Praised for He
Devotion to Duty In Allies
Air Squadron.

PARIS. July AIN q sketch entitled
King OF the Air." a writer in the
opinion today eulosized Victor Chap
man wealthy young New Yorker. who
was killed In action with the Franco
American flying corps on tho verdnn
front.
He expressed surprise that an Ameri-
can should show such devotion to the
French cause.
AT the beginning of the war the arti-
Gle said Chapman was among a sa,iad
OF trench diggers near Paris. He showed
such untiring energy that a captain ao-
costed him asking II he had no tbeen a
day laborer In civilian life.
You're away off," captain. he IA n
millionaire" answered Chapman's neigh
Dor. -
When one OF Chapman's comrades.
named kohn. was mortally wounded,
Chapman offered an ambulance doctor
100000 II he would save him, the writer
related.
As an aviation pupil Chapman
smashed two machines and suffered
many bruises.
He often remarked that he didn't VOL
unteer to smash French aeroplanes. but
eventually he became remarkably
skilled pilot.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-07-02
SCENES OF CAPITAL TO
BE SHOWN ON SCREENS
Advertising Movie" Reel Exhibit
ed First at Polls.

National Capital Prepared which will
be shown broadcast throughout the
country as a medium for advertising
the National Capital. will be seen ut
Polls Theater Monday and at matinee
and evening performances Tuesday and
"wednesday.
The pictures will be shown under the
auspices Of the Lincoln Highway feeder
committee of the Board OF Trade. Re-
tail Merchants Association. and Cham
Der of Commerce. Chairman Robert y.
Harper. Of this committee, believes the
plan OF sending the Aim on tour
throughout the coutry after its produc-
vention pulier for Washington"
There will be 1000 feet Of film shown.
including views Of Annapolis. Fort
Monroe. and Fort Myer. as we'll as all
points of interest In the Capital.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-07-02
RS.HUGHES IS CHIEF
ADVISER TO NOMINEE
Present at Political Conferences
and Helping to Criticise His
Acceptance Speech.
BRrpcpHAMPToN. Long Island, Jul,

BRIpGEHAMPToN. Long Island, July
2.-Charles Evans Hughes. Republican
nominee. hasn't yet definitely stated his
views on woman suffrase-but attention
Of the suffrasettes 10 hereby directed
to the fact that Mrs. Hughes 10 one OF
her husbands most valued assistants
and advisers.
1t has developed that at Mr.. Hughes
conference with former President Taft
Mrs. Hughes was present throughout.
She IL also having a hand at critics.
ing her husbands tentative draft Of his
acceptance speech.
II now appears that. the official noti-
fication will not come until after July
20. Within three weeks after that time
II was believed the Republican nominee
will make his first campaign swing
to the Pacific coast by the Northern
route and returning by the South.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-07-02
Mrs. Appoiine Blair Soon
To Return to Capital.

Mrs. Appoline Blair writes from Elm
leigh" her charming English residence.
that on her birthday. which is approach
ing. that she will only be a year older
than she was when she left this country.
but that she is really a century wiser.
She has seen so much. She expects
70 return mere 9oa aPo% WITH se re 10 to
Club and the Y. w. c. A. class. and says
that It will seem odd to be away from
the scene OF military operations, having
been surrounded by soldiers for so many
months. She has only praise and adj
miration for the cheerful "Tommies,"
whom she has entertained on several
occasions by singing and telling funny
stories at several OF the hospitals. She
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-07-02
Br'er Fox Invsdes Capital
In Search Of Adventure.

There isn't much excuse left for ieav-
ing Washington these days. no matter
what sort OF amusement II Is that one
wants. Now it's big game hunting.
Probably riding after the fox on a street
car will never be popularized, but we
can at least regard It is an innovation
in sporting.
The other day beautiful. bushy- tailed
red fox turned up at the corner OF Ninth
and r streets, and almost wrecked the
street car service. j suppose he'd wan
dered into town, through the parks and
parkings. at night, and didn't find the
asphalt conductive to the sort or olfac-
tory orientation that foxes employ.
Anyhow, he acted like a perfect rube.
and when crowd started after him
he was worse excited than q debutante
at her very first party.
There was a bowling mob inside OF a
minute and a half, and Mr.. Fox led II
UP Ninth street. inc rabple was more
agitated than the fox, and the street
cars pretty nearly ran over one or two
people before traffic could be adjusted
to the interferences occasioned by a
cross-country hunt on pavements. Fin
ally a barber lodged out or a shop on
Ninth street and captured Sir Reynard,
getting away with him without a
scratch.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-07-02
Photo by Buck.

Walter Scott Penheld. whose engage
ment to Miss Lucille Bacon. daughter
Of r. w. Bacon, Of Omaha, was an
nounced on Thursday.
! saw Miss Bacon when she was In
Washington this spring and found her
to be very pretty and attractive young
person. She was staying at the Chevy
Chase Seminary. OF which she 10 an al
luna.
When she departed. she left a string
OF signing men behind. rney were NOT
all contented to be left behind for
Walter John Barrett and one or two
others soon followed. When they reach
ed Omaha. however, they all found even
greater competition in her home town.
From the stories which drift back from
there. a girl could not be much moro
popular.
Walter is a very lucky person to win
her. and she-well. Walter is pretty
nice. too. They are going to be married
early in October and will reside here,
where Walter has a splendid law prac-
tice,