139

Buffalo Bill and La Crosse Frank.
While Buffalo Bill, or Bill Cody, as the true
[?] westerner prefers to call him, is the
[?] of the hour among British royalty and no-
[?], he has nowhere in all this great country
[?] who is prouder of his success than
[?] Frank Powell, the long-haired major of
Crosse. It is not long since I saw the ma-
lounging about the rotunds of the Leland
[?], and the thought struck me that Buffalo
[?] would have done well to have persuaded
[?] warm friend to accompany him on his
European tour.
Major Powell is proud to call himself the
[?] brother of the famous scout. They first
[?] acquainted on the plains years ago
[?] Powell was a surgeon in the army, and
[?] attachment has grown deeper with time
streams their channels deeper wear." Dr.
[?] and Mr. Cody are not unlike in physi-
appearance, both being magnificently
[?] men and in the neighborhood of six
[?] tall, and each weighs in the vicinity of 200
[?]. They open a bottle every time they
[?], and discuss the old times like a couple
[?], overgrown children, for they are sim-
[?] itself.
Bill and I used to wear buckskin and eat
[?] and beans, "said the major to me on
[?] "but nothin's too good for us now: we
drink wine and dress in broadcloth if we
[?] But Bill aint what he used to be, he
once a true child of nature, educated by
plains, but long contact with civilization
worn the charm off." I fear the major
scarecely be able to recognize his child or
are when the latter gets back from hob-
[?] with dukes and princes and driving
old Deadwood coach with the Princess of
[?] on the box beside him. The native
[?] will all be lost.-Chicago Mail.