, 1923-10-10
Story of Jack Crandall
Told by Old Timer
Continued from Page y

Horn" Miller, whose first name
was Adam, though never called by
anything but his nickname, was one
of the strongest and most picturesque
members of that prospecting party of
young men who left Bozeman full of
high hopes in the spring of 10. He
was a Bavarian by birth but came to
st. Louis when three years old. He
was nearly six feet in height and a
moose for strength, whipping the Of
fcers of Hot Springs, Yellowstone
Park, one otter the other, when he
was 65 years old He located valuable
property in Cooke City but derived
small benefit from it. and died with
little more than enough to bury him.
This is the brief outline of the
story of the beginning of Cooke City
and the death of Jack Crandall.
Jack Crandall and his partner, a
mar named Daugherty, came into
Bozeman in the fall of so. They
were trappers and prospectors. They
brought out with them from Clarks
Fork and its tributaries, placer gold
which they showed to some young
men, trappers like themselves, whom
they met during the winter.
The gold and the adventures to be
had in this unknown region appealed
to the imagination of these young
men and they made up a party con-
sisting of Horn Miller, Bart Hen
derson, Ed Hubbard and James Gour-
ley to meet Jack Crandall and his
hartman narnba4" A. Ct - Tell,
on the upper Clarks Fork river.
After many hardships and adven-
lures, they reached the river and fol-
lowed it down as far as what is now
known as the "Jim Smith ranch"
where they expected to find Crandall
awaiting them. 1t was the meeting
place he had described to them, so
since he was not there, they camped
and waited for him
They stayed several days, repairing
their pack saddles and resting their
horses. When Crandall did not come
they concluded that something had
happened to him as he was not the
sort of n to fail to keep a promise.
During their stay they saw Indian
signs and when they decided not to
wait any longer they started up what
is now called Pilot creek. There were
thousands of elk grazing on the mea-
dows and they drove these elk back
over their tracks to cover them to pre-
vent the Indians from knowing which
way they had gone, in the event that
ihelr presence in the country had
been discovered.
They made their way up Index and
rllot peaks-11,5OO feet above sea
level-and dropped down the other
SIDE to what is now called Cache
creek. Cache creek was so named be-
cause they left their outfit there when
.he Indians, in spite of every precau-
ton, surprised them and ran off their
horses, leaving them afoot.
Only Horn" Miller and James
1ourley were in camp ut the time as
tne others were Oft hunting mountain
sheep. The Indians shot at them
WIN rifles and bows and arrows while
.he two men shot back, mt the same
I'm digging like badgers to get n
nole TO ide in and throw up some
sort Of breastworks.
Horn Miller always told with rel
ish OF Gourley's reply when he said
WINE they were digging and shooting:
jim, II we had worked like this
wnen we were placer mining, we
wouldn't be in this muss now"
nourlev. who was pale around the
gils, replied sourly:
Horn, this is no time to josh!"
~ two of them stood off the In
mans until the others returned and
mheh night came they slipped away
Inu went down Cache creek to the
narn'r river. There they waded
%cross and ono of the party lost his
gum boot in the middle of II. In
Lea'hing for II he lost the other which
irl. MIN barefoot as he had no Others.
lney made him moccosins out of a
sunny sack and in this way he lirnped
vver The rocks and boulders during
'"e,r nasty retreat from Cache creek.
iney went down the wet side of