, 1923-02-11
WYOMING WIND BLEW RAIROAD RIGHT INTO CASPER;
LIVE INDUSTRY POSSIBLE BECAUSE OF

somewhat OF an innovation-a serv-
Ice, in that house of God. to the pIo-
neers; not after all have passed
beyond. as Is the general custom OF
practice, but while many OF them are
still living to appreciate SO signal an
honor.
The penalty OF becoming q pioneer
Is advancing years. gray hair and
wrinkled skins. And I am constrained
to confess that some Of US no longer
possess tho choice ~scalp-locks 40
coveted by he Indians in the days
of tho making of the Oregon Trail.
Yet, I feel sure there is no pioneer
who would. for the sake Of having his
years added to, be willing to forego
having been n pioneer; who, for the
sake OF belonging to n later gener-
alton, would voluntarily surrender
having lived in the day and the age
that he did.
1t is a rare privilege to have been
a pioneer; to have been associated
with that valiant band of men n
gloriously noble women. han whom
no age has ever known better.
The queer thing about It all, which
SO often strikes me now. IS that dur
Ing nll the time we were making his
tory, we did not know that we were.
We underwent our trials and our
hardships. much as we do today, but
along different lines. We were all
young and full of life in those days
and while Immediate trials were for
the time distressing. we always
emerged from them into the sheer
Joy OF living; the free, untrammeled
and wholesome life Of the great out-of-
doors, in q country of such vast dis
tances and illlmitable space as TO
make OF each Journey q trip OF ex.
]ploration and Of new discoveries; a
country OF such vastness as to be
under the observation only of the
eye of God, and Of such potential
wealth and possible development as
to DO only within the knowledge Of
the Infinite.
Some OF THAT Other stuff"
Long Shorty kent a saloon In n
little log cabin on the banks of Deer
creek in the "oId town. which pre-.
coded by more than a year the formal
plating OF the present city OF Glen
rock. Shorty used to pursue other
game than that of "bucking the
tiger" In fact. Shorty was a
mighty hunter" There were n num-
Der Of expert hunters there In those
days, but he was easily the most
successful.
Shouldcring his old 1850" he used
to sally forth. returning in a few
hours with antelope or deer. Along
side the building Shorty had two high
posts set in the ground, with Il pole
resting across their tops. In the
winter OF 'S6-7 he used to hang his
game on this pole to let 1t freeze.
After n time Il game began 10 dis
appear as regularly as he hung It out.
There finally came n day when even
Shorty had bad luck. Apparently. u
jack rabbit was the only fruit OF an
all.day hunt. He brought It In.
dressed and nicely skinned, with the
head and feet cut of. Soon after
dark It disappeared. Somewhat later
he noticed the gang gathering in the
room back of the Higgins general
merchandise store. In due time
Shorty also went over. They wore all
gathered around the table, p~artalring
heartily OF Jack rabbit stew. Shorty
was hailed with shouts OF delight and
urgent invitations to Join them. but
CURLY declined. They felt that ho
was suspicious, and the grouchier nc
Dtt1lleI the BTehleT was InelE uellBnI
They insisted on telling what q won
derful stew It wa and Dragging on
the quality OF the meat. The last
morsel was finally slowed away, back
Of smackinE lips. and all leaned con.
tentcdly back in their chnirs. 1t WAS
n good old world and they were thor.
oughly satisfied.
Then It was that shorty's turn had
arrived. In language moro forcibio
than elegant he explained to them
that he had becomo thoroughly tired
of their dirty work that the supposed