Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1929-08-29

and wife. and many others then we'll
known to me, but whose names I have
since forgotten. A drawer or sturdier
lot it would have been difficult to find.
Several horse teams and a number of
saddle animals lent variety.
IAN old Frenchman, nicknamed
Boulion tsoup) from his fondneSs for
that excellent dish, rode first as local
guide, booze was his besetting weak
ness; next went Bozeman, followed by
Jacobs and a troop of other horsemen
Of the train.
Topping the slope we turned, after
a farewell backward look at the
placid Platte, down a dry ravine which
showed signs of recent floods. A party
OF Indians had recently preceded us,
their pony tracks and the marks of
their trailing tep .es still fresh in the
sand.
although the signs indicated only
a hdn,ipg party. Captain Brady now
formed The train in two lines for pos
sible GLick corral formation, and or
gained both a front and rear guard
OF horsemen and directed all hunters
and boys to keep close in.
I'VE soon reached a beautiful and we'll
erased and we'll watered region
Astounding in fish, fowl, antelope ard
buffalo.
"Westwardly, to our left, doomed
distantly the rugged Big Horn noun
tains, to the right stretched far the
watershed Of the forked Powder river
and its tributaries, in front were the
headWaters Of the Big Horn. Captain
Brady had in his employ a haltbreed
hunter who daily brought in pony
loads of game, all the meat his men
required and much to give away.
On Clear Creek
Crossing the Rosebud, CrazyWom-
ans Fork, the South Fork of Powder
river and Lodgepole creek, we made a
MONDAY camp on Clear creek, a
stream Astounding in fish. On one OF
the previous days the train had lain
over to enable some of the horsemen
to investigate a nook of the nearest
mountains where old BouliOn assured
us plenty of gold nuggets in sizes to
suit were to be had; it turned out as
BOzeman said, n Of drunken BOuil-
lions pipe dreams.
"One day two men and myself, then
a lad of Is, killed a buffalo. The train
was far ahead, and there being no
way Of carrying much meat, to say
nothing of the hide. only a few pounds
Of choice steak were selected besides
the tongue, and the rest of the animal
was left to the coyotes while we hur-
ried on to overtake the train.
1.-The evenings, like the days, were
fine; camp fires enlivened the night
ly scene while accordion and violin
varied with song and story, whiled
away the pleasant hours.
Jacobs had always a fund of anec-
dOtes concerning Bannack and mining
days for eager listeners. He told Of
squaw and Indian life in the wigwams
Of the Deer Lodge; also he told Of an
adventure between Bozeman, himself
and daughter, and a rowing band Of
Grow Indians whom they had met
while journeying to our place of en-
devious on the Platte.
1.-THE Crows, at that time professedly
or good terms with the whites, had
a funny way, on meeting struggling
parties of the latter in out-of-the-way
places, of exchanging guns, horses, and
other contraptions with their white
brothers, always taking the best, leav-
ing the worst to the palefaces. Jacobs,
from a distance, had, while passing
some brush, spied the savages, and I'M
seen by them had SHE'D his rifle into
the bushes. A parley with the Indians