East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-09-22


istic. unique. thrilling, a classic in
which the Old West stalks before one
in the flesh. Here gather over a
Thousand cowboys, cowgirls, Indians,
stage drivers and country people
They ride in from 1'um-a-lum,
from Hidaway, they come from Cali
fornia and the Dakotas, and from be-
yond the Mexican border and the Ca
madam line. These actors are real
range folk fresh from the ranges and
reservations and include the most su-
perb contingent of rough riders ever
brought together.
From the time the starters first
/ pistol shot rings out at one each aft
ernoon until the wild horse race is fin
4 ished there is not an idle moment in
| the spectacles spread out before one,
not a break in the unbroken chain of
| head and heart thrillers, or in the
wonderful feats performed.
"In this pageant of the old range
sports and pastimes, men of agile
| body and iron nerve vie in fancy rop-
ing and trick riding; compete in cow
boy and standing races, in the relay
and pony express, in roping wild
steers and bulldogging Texas long
1 horns; participate in the grand mount
ed parade; dance in Indian ceremon-
ials; race with old stagecoaches; con-
test on famous bHeking bulls, steers,
end buffaloes and on the backs of the
worlds worst outlaw horses. There
is no seat stage effect, all events are
competitive, the climaxes impromptu.
1t is all best" marvellous, new and
\ al American.
"It is the child of Pendleton's
sturdy citizens, who have, as though
by magic. created a fascinating in
structive object lesson in nature. and
modernized humanity. 1t is owned by
the municipality of Pendleton, pays
neither profits nor dividends and is
staged by volunteer association of
young men who serve without salaries.
It's money goes into prizes for the con-
testants and the improvements of the
city. The arena is enclosed by a quar-
ter mile track which it almost entirely
surrounded by grandstand and bleach
ers with a total seating capacity OF
40. 200. the largest west Of the .Missis-
sippI River. IT is monument to the
little city which birthed and matured
it.
fIn all the world there Is no more
thrilling, impressive spectacle, it nur-
lures the wonderful heritage our fore
fathers created for us. It puts a glow
into the minds of youth it strikes you
squarely between the eyes and reveals
the great, living, painting West before
you.'
Til Taylor
The story of the murder Of Sheriff
Til Taylor, beloved Umatilla officer, Is
told in graphic style, as follows:
IN early July Of 1920, about the
time the great combines We're starting
TO garner the first of Umatilla county's
vast golden wealth of wheat, word
came into the sheriff's office at Pen
dIeton of a hold-up staged few miles
east of the city by two bandits with all
the earnarks Of desperadoes. Taylor
and deputies soon picked up their trail
and came upon them near the little
hamlet Of Rieth in the canyon.
"Then came a running gun fight.
Deputy Jacob Marin captured the first
BdnQlt VINO LfdFeltu uhtNA liz osa'N2
of Neil Hart; but his 'pardner under
the alias of Jim Owens, the more des-
perate Of the two, took to the hills
pursued by Taylor and a hide-and-seek
chase and gun duel, with life and
death the stakes. and odds even, was
witnessed by the people of Rieth in the
valley below. Playing one another,
crouching like panthers, they even
tuaIIy closed in, Taylor getting the
drop on his man.
Lake a flash, Owens with the move
ments of q cat grabbed the sheriffs
gun. attempting to turn it on his cap
tor, but they did not count on the pow
er of Taylor's grip. Most men would |
have shot his man but Taylor, adher-
ing TO his policy Of never killing man
70 capture him, soon had the outlaw in
front Of him, covered. and jailed him
in PendletoB.
"On a hot Sunday afternoon two
weeks later, the streets were all but
deserted. Those who were not at the
saii game In Reund-Up park were
resting in the cool shade Of house or