The Washington herald., 1920-05-26
By RAYMOND G. CARROLL.

Especial to The Washington HeraId.)
Cheyenne. Wyo. May 25.-Two
brown-skinned American cowboys,
rugged out in high boots, spurs,
broad-brimmed hats and other ap-
parel reminiscent Of the broncho-
busting frontier days Of Wyoming,
came out of the Princess picture
palace and made their way to a
pair Of ponies tied before a cafe.
Their saddle horses looked some-
what incongruous midst a double
row of automobiles parked along
the curbing of the wide thorough
fare.
"Goint to start?" asked one.
Tout suite replied the other.
betraying his military service over.
seas in the French vernacular. His
left foot was in the stirrup.
Wish you'd come along and have
piece of lemon pie" said the
first cowboy entreatingly, adding
Mighty good"
Go you one" said the other, re-
hitching his pony. They went in
side the cafe and were last seen
devouring two large juicy slabs OF
lemon custard pie all covered with
thick white frosting.
This is Cheyenne OF today-lemon
pie substituted for "red-eye," with
picture palaces where the modern
cattle herders from dude ranches
sit upon cushioned opera chairs and
contentedly watch BLACK Bart's
Revenge" the silent drama of their
yesterday, filmed to the soothing
accompaniment of a $4,000 pipe
organ with drum attachment.
Enough to make Bill Nye, Of the
Laramie boomerang" turn in his
grave.
One pushes on from the Missis-
sippi River with the promise out
held: Wait until you get to
Cheyenne. it is there the real West
begins"
Where East Meets Far East.
Instead, Cheyenne is the precise
point where the East meets the Far
East. 1t incidentally helps explain
United States Senator Hiram John
sons anti-Oricnt complex. for my
baggage was lifted out of the hotel
delivery motor van by Filipino
boy. and carried to my room by an
other Filipino boy, whose bright
black eyes were filled with the light
of intelligence"
Wait" | said. as lie turned to
leave. How many of you F'ilipinos
are there in the United States?"
He replied: Between 1000 and
5000. We come to make home here.
not like Chinese and japanese. Fill
pino good American for he never
save. but spend his money as quick
as he make it."
One encounters both Chinese and
Japanese in the streets of Cheyenne
the first 1 have seen in quantity.
One looks in vain for the wild
West" 1t isn't. But here in Wyo-
ming one does find the "Woolly
West; last year alone 4o.0oo,o00
pounds of wool was sheared in the
State from 100000 odd sheep.
Any one stuck $3.50 for a $50 suit
of clothes, as was the writer on re-
turning a few months ago from
London, naturally is interested in
wool prices. mat, my big kick
to Harry Weston. II wealthy fiock-
master and banker who is asso-
ciated with the interests of Senator
Francis L. Warren. Quarter of
century ago Mr.. Weston was a re-
porter on the Buffalo Express un-
der Samuel G. Blythe.
The wool in the suit you are
wearing netted the sheepraiser just
S." he said after examining the
fabric. THE profiteering was done
further along the line
Mr.. Weston continued: "Sheepmen
have stood a loss and not a profit
on their wool for the past few years.
Their hearders, who formerly got $40
a month, are now paid SIPS: shear
ers have been advanced from ten
cents for each sheep clipped to
twenty cents a head. No longer is
1t possible to obtain free ranges.
They have to be leased, rented or
bought outright. We have had to
pay more for winter feeding; corn
and cottonseed cake having gone
away up. Then thousands of sheep
have died from exposure"
where Wool Profits Gin.
He admitted that some years ago
1t was true that the wool ran the
sheep, and whatever return came
from the sale of the lambs was pure
velvet. No longer so,"' he declared.
The cost of the overhead on the
wool has gone deep into the return
from the lambs. 1t now needs ey-
cry penny obtainahle from the sale
or the lambs and old ewes for wy
oming stockmen to break even or I
better" 'a
Carrying the subject of high cloth