The Mellette County pioneer. [volume] (Wood, Mellette County, S.D.) 19??-1971, 1922-07-28
NUMBER 26.


close to the home larder. 1t was in
deed hard to get the gang to leave
Chamberlain. The chauffeur for the
press car, Robert Jones, was adamant
Threats and no end of cussin' could
get him to carry the force on with the
invading army. However, the news
representative was bound to keep up.
Just as the dust of the vanishing train
was settling over the city he caught
the back end OF Ford and made his
getaway.
Pukwana was peacefully resting aft
er the day was done and didn't have
time to get organized until it had been
invaded and left shattered with mis-.
siles from the advertising committee.
The town of Kimball was out watch
ing street show when the boys
pulled into town The boosters
spoiled the street show but they were
not to be criticised for they mistook
the crowd, believing that it was turn
ed out to meet them. Kimball arose
to the occasion and extended hearty
welcome.
BY this time the shadows of night
were falling over the prairie and any
ordinary crowd would have hunted a
hay pile and bedded down until morn.
However live man from Platte
heard them wrangling about going
IN to Mitchell or south, via Platte.
The Platte man won the argument
and lead the boosters toward his home
town. They arrived in Platte about
ten o clock at night. The entire com
munity were waiting for them. The
streets were lined with farmer cars
and the business men had held open.
The band met for concert and had
a roll call. The main group had ar
rived all 0. r., but the bass was A.
w. O. l.. p. j. Navin, the land man
from White River, had met with hard
luck. His big Supersix had gone mad
and was boiling hot atr Eimball, where
he had been detained The party
waited for about an hour and then
decided to disband for the night.
The next morning the local folk were
mp and waiting for the boosters. The
concert was given and they marched
on for the next own.
The line Of march was uninterrupt-
ed until the boosters arrived at Wag-
ner. When the band leader sounded
band call he noted a slender fellow
coming up main street with his hat in
one hand and horn in the other.
He fell in the circle and opened up
the case like juggler handling dumb
bells. His shirt was torn, his hair
matted, his hands CREASED and his face
smeared with dust and CRIME. The
band struck up Welcome Home"
At the finish Jay Pearsall washed the
dirt from the newcomer and we all
recognized our old friend, Il. L. Pier,
from Belhdere. He said that he and
J. w. Beckwith had been chasing the
boosters from Murdo. They would
pull into town and find out that
the boosters had just left. At one
town they could hear the band play
ing but were unable to get into town
before the last car had pulled out.
They showed the stick-to-it spirit
however and by the time we were out
of Wagner for Tyndall both men We're
feeling like they had been playing
with us since leaving White River.
Tyndall Meets Boosters With Band
When the cars lined up at the city
limits for our usual charge we could
hear floating from the public square
the faint strains of "Welcome to Our
City," The leader Of the Cowpuncher
Band took off his hat and the bunch
followed suit. When we arrived upon
main street we witnessed sight that
set each heart throbbing. The fellows
had brought out the American Legion
band and the entire city was waiting
to receive us. In the bonds Of human
fellowship there are some strange
threads. These men from Tyndall
know how to set vibrating those emo
tions which stir and strengthen the
ties that bind. This band is going to
play for us Frontier Days. We had
dinner at Tyndall and then pulled
south for Springfield.
Springfield gave us q hearty welcome
and passed us on to Running Water,
where we were to cross back into Neb-
lIaska. We waited at the crossing un-
til most Of the boys had filled up on
Missouri River water and made
friends with the boatmen. When We
\ arrived in Niobrara we were hungry
; lot. Supper, then on up the line to
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