The Bozeman courier., 1927-10-14
Doc Carver-=BuffalO ELumter

morning in great droves, led by a COW;
their long fur coats covered with frost
glistened and shOne in the sun like small
mountains of cOlOred precious stones.
At last with a mighty rush they
plunged into the waters Of the French
man by thousands. This was the signal
agreed upon. Seven men on horseback
rode slowly up the canyon leading out
on the plain. In this party were DR..
Carver, Buffalo Curley, two Indians and
the referee and judges. The two Sioux
on their buffalo ponies had been chosen
as markers for the contestants, one with
red feathered arrows for Carver and one
with blue feathered arrows for Curley.
, A pistol shot was fired to scare the
buffalo and start them moving and the
next instant the herd ran madly up the
canyon and came out on the divide
within few yards OF the party waiting
| for them Half or more of them were
/ allowed to pass when the referee fired
pistol as a signal to start the race. The
/ first shot was fired by Carver when at
! least fifty yards from the herd and
brought down a young COW, and Carver's
! marker Immediately shot a red feathered
arrow into her side, marking her for
| Carver, and his marker stayed close be-
hind him to the end.
/ The bang of Carvers rifle and the
whiz Of the marking arrow on the fall OF
/ the buffalo marked the race far out onto
the plain. Carver, in his red shirt and
his long hair flying, mounted on his old
white horse, Surprise, made a sight
never to be forgotten by any who wit
) messed the greatest animal shooting
match that was ever held and continued
out onto the plain until field glasses had
to be used to keep him in sight
! Long before Carver had stopped shoot
ing Curley's horse fell exhausted and
, died on the prairie while in the distance
Carver was riding and the smoke OF his
5 rifle told that he had won.
AS the judges followed the trail and
counted the red-feathered arrows stick
I ing in the sides of the buffalo, the Oldest
: hunters were astounded. One hundred
7 and ten red arrows were counted and
2 the trail still continued marked by dead
2 buffalo where Carver had run, the tails
4 of fifty hanging from the body Of Brown
t Bear, CarVer's marker, telling the tale
/ that Carver had slain 100 buffalo in the
/ distance Of the run.
2 The champion of all buffalo hunters
4 could be seen farther out on the plain
D beside a buffalo wallow dipping water
S from it and pouring it on the head OF
a of his exhausted horse.
11 Every one in the camp was rushing out
to greet Carver, soldiers, Indians, trap
4 perS and ladies. Two ladies singled out
S from the others in race to him. 1t was
q q race between a thoroughbred from the
S fort and Carver's Indian pony Red Lips,
/. the east against the west. The rider OF
d Red Lips was Eva Raymond (Pahemin-
t nieminsh), Little Curly HAIR, and she
: and Red Lips were the first to reach
d Carver and Congratulate him.
Even the hide hunters who had los
d their money were willing to give Carver
: the credit for his wonderful shooting
IS but Curley, who had had bad luck, los
" his temper, had run his horse until i
= broke q blood vessel and died, turneC
e surly and swore that he would kill no
only Carver but every long-haired MAJ
n in the west. The threat came near end
d ing his career then and there, for Car
l. yer would have killed him but for thi
d timely interference Of Lieut. Schwatka
n A few years later this same Buffal,
d Curley (Jack McCall) shot Wild Bill il
n the back Of the head at Deadwood. Fl
pl did not kill all of the Iong-haired mel
le Of the west, but he put out the light o
ss the bravest and best man that ever rod
on trail, the one long-haired man tina
10 was Carveris true friend and not a dim
le novel hero Of fiction.