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World's fair visitors are liable to detect a strong smell of powder in the vicinity of Madison avenue and Sixty-second street, as Buffalo Bill and his Indians, cavalrymen, cowboys, Arabs and scouts have given eight performances thereabouts since Wednesday morning, in spite of the terrible weather, and have entertained thousands. His Wild West and Congress of the Rough Riders of the World is worth going a long way to see, and it is given afternoons and evenings, rain or shine. Exhibitions of riding, marksmanship, etc., fill in an interesting two hours at 3 and 8 p.m.

Chicago Globe. 4/30

HIS LIFE OF PERIL.

"Buffalo Bill" Tells of Some Experiences on the Plains.

HUNTER, SCOUT AND SOLDIER.

Duel With "Yellow Hand"--Astonishes the Pawnee---Other Anecdotes.

HERE is probably no field in modern American history more fascinating, in the intensity of its interest than that which is presented in America's rapidly diminishing frontier. So far as life in the vast Rocky mountain region and on the plains is concerned, the story has never been half told. Romance falls short of reality when it attempts to depict the careers of the little vanguard of pioneers, trappers and scouts, who moving always in front, have paved the way for the safe approach of the masses behind. The names of Old Jim Bridger, Kit Carson, White Beaver, Wild Bill, California Joe, Buffalo White, Texas Jack, Major North, Buffalo Bill and scores of others have become identified with what seem to be strange legends and traditions, and yet the lives and labors of these men form a part of the development of the great west.

Now that Col. Cody, or, as he is more famaliarly known, equalize Buffalo Bill. is in the city to remain for an indefinite length of time, it may be of interest to Chicagoans to read a bit of his life history as told to a reporter for the DAILY GLOBE yesterday by himself in his own modest way.

"I was born," said the colonel, "in Scott county, Iowa, from which place my father Isaac Cody, emigrated a few years afterward to the distant frontier territoy of Kansas, settling near Fort Leavenworth. While I was yet a boy my father was killed in what was

known as the 'border war,' and my youth was passed amid all the excitements and turmoil of that unsettled community.

"Being used from a child to shooting and riding, at an early age I entered the dangerous and difficult business on the plains known as 'pony expressing.' I accomplished Gen. Albert Sidney Johnstone on his Utah expedition, guided trains overland, hunted for a liv-

ing and finally became scout and guide for the now celebrated Fifth cavalry, of which Gen. E. A. was the major. When the Kansas Pacific railroad was in course of construction I was employed by the contractors to supply meat to the laborers while building the road. The first season, I remember, I killed 4, 862 buffaloes, besides many deer and antelope.

"During the construction of the Union Pacific I was retained as chief of scouts in the department that protected the

building of the road. In my various occupations my encounters with the red men have been innumerable.

"I remember one incident in my life as though it happened only yesterday and it is now some years ago; it was during the Cheyenne Indian outbreak.

"Black Kettle, chief of the hostile tribe, was creating many depredations in the western country, more particularly in northern Nebraska. Wild Bill, one of the ablest scouts that ever sat in a saddle. and myself were in camp on the Palodora river with Gen. Penrose and were awaiting the arrival of Gen. Carr - and, by the way, he came none too soon, as we had been obliged to sustain life on the last carcasses of our draught animals. We discovered the Indians on the Cim-

arron river and a terrific battle ensued.

"In the fury and reut which followed the first charge Wild Bill gave chase to Black Kettle, head chief of the Cheyennes, and overtook and engaged the fleeing red warrior, stabbing him to death. I followed close behind Bill and we were surrounded by fully fifty Indians, intent on either our capture or our death. We plunged furiously into their midst, revolvers in either band, and literally shot our way through the surging mass of redskins, leaving a furrow of dead Indians in our wake.

"At the beginning of the Sioux war, in 1876, I went to Cheyenne, Wyo., and joined the Fifth Cavalry and was engaged in the affair at War Bonnet (Indian Creek), Wyo., where I killed, in a hand-to-hand comabt, the Cheyenne chief. Yellow Hand, I accompanied the Fifth cavalry to Goose Creek, Mont., and served with the Big Horn and Yellowstone expedition until September, when business engagements compelled me to return to the eastern states.

"During the fall of 1872, while doing scout duty with the Third cavalry, and while away from home I was elected a member of the Nebraska legislature and thus acquired the title of 'Honorable.' Accepting the advice of eastern friends, however, I resigned my seat in the legislature and also my position of scout and guide at Fort McPherson. I proceeded to Chicago, where I made my first appearance as an actor in a drama entitled 'The Scouts of the Plains.' The theater goers of twenty years ago gave me a cordial welcome here and I made a pronounced hit, some way or another; just how, I don't know.

"Should the Sioux again go on the war path, if I am living, I shall join the cavalry advance and ride another "Buckskin Joe.'

"Although establishing my right to the title of Buffalo Bill I had not had the opportunity to convince the Pawnee Indians of the justice of the claim, pre-

vious to the time of the following incident: At one time a band of marauding redskin renegades from that nation, while on a stealing excursion near Ellsworth, had occasion to regret their temerity and cause to remeber me to the extent of three killed, which fact, for a time, resulted in an enmity that necessitated something out of the usual run to remove.

"While on a military expedition under Gen. E. A. Carr, upon the Republican river, I met Maj. North and the Pawnee scouts. One day a herd of buffalo were described and I desired to join in the hunt. The Indians objected, telling the major 'the white talker' would only scare them away. Seventy-three Indians attacked the herd and killed twenty-three. Later in the day another herd was discovered and Maj. North insisted that I have a chance to prove my skill. After much grumbling they acquiesced and consented to be spectaters. Judge of their surprise when I killed single handed forty-eight buffalo in fifty minutes. It gained their admiration and a firm friendship that has since been of great benefit to me."

INDIANS SEE THE SHOW.

A Big Band of Ogallala Sioux Present at the Opening Ceremonies.

A band of Oggalla Sioux Indians from the Wild West show witnessed the dedication ceremonies. John M. Burke, one of "Buffalo Bill's" men, had them in charge and secured a good position for them in front of the platform where they could get a good look at the great council of chiefs on the stage of honor. There were over one hundred full blooded Indians in two companies. There were big Rain-in-the-Face, Rocky Bear and Flat Iron. One of the tribe's chiefs said they had come to represent the Americans and claim the earth. The scarred faces of the men smeared with red and yellow paint attracted much attention. Rocky Bear expressed a desire to shake hands with the big father, and after the ceremony he was accorded that privilege.

BURNHAM GIVES A BREAKFAST.

One Hundred and Six of His Assocites in the Great Work the Guests.

One hundred and six invited guests enjoyed yesterday morning the hospitality of Director of Works Burnham in a breakfast given in Music Hall at Jackson Park. Yesterday marked presumably the close of Mr. Burnham's work. He has built the Fair, and as he surveyed the completed buildings he felt grateful to the many who had aided hm in his efforts. So he decided to give a breakfast and to it he invited the architects, artisits, directors, and others who have been associated with him in the work.

At 10 o'clock most of those invited were present, and they took seats in the halld where the orchestral performances are to be given. They were agreeably surprised when a few minutes later Theodore Thomas' big orchestra of 120 pieces began for their benefit a rehearsal. At the conclusion of the rehearsal Mr. Burnham led his guests to recital hall, which is up-stairs and at the rear of the concert-room. Here the guests were seated at four tables, three of them ran east and west, and along

Everybody drank from Mr. Burnham's loving cup. It was that magnificent token of esteem which was given Mr. Burnham at the banquet in his honor held recently in New York. Mr. Brunham was the first speaker, though the speaking was wholly informal. He gave a brief resume of what had been accomplished and the status of affairs. He had many kind words for the achievements of Mr. Olmsted and a toast was drank to the latter's health. Mr. Olmsted cares more for landscape gardening than speech making, so he responded but briefly. Thomas B. Bryan, Commissioner at Large of the Exposition, paid a beautiful tribute to Mr. Burnham's success as Director of Works, and then he recurred to the two artists who have passed away since they became connected with the Exposition. They were John W. Root, the architect, and H. S. Codman, the associate of Mr. Olmsted in landscape architecture. As a fitting token of esteem to their memory the company rose and stood for a few moments with their heads bowed in silence. Director Lyman J. Gage had much to say of the beauties of the architectural splendor afforded in the White City. Director Ferd W. Peck felt called upon to speak in the name of the Exposition, the City of Chicago, and the people of the republic, of the appreciation which they had made the Fair. James S. Norton devoted a short speech to Sunday opening. He said that from a religious standpoint the Fair should be open Sunday.

During the several hours which the breakfast lasted there were two military bands performing where the orchestra had rehearsed. Many of those invited could not be present, but sent regrets. Among those in attendance were:

Milward Adams, J. Fred Aytoun, O. F. Aldis, Maitland Armstrong, C. B. Atwood, J. W. Alvord, Dankmor Adlet, C. K. G. Billings, Thomas B. Bryan, Max Bendix, D. H. Burnham, W. L. Brown, W. T. Baker, E. B. Butler, Theodore Baur, j. J. Boyle, Mark L. Crawford. Isaac M. Camp, William J. Chalmers, Charles H. Chappell, Henry Ives Cobb, C. C. Coleman, Col. William F. Cody, Col. R. C. Clowry, Dewitt C. Cregier, P. Codman. Arthur Dixon, John T. Dickinson, Charles Deering, W. L. Dodge, Lawrence E. Earle, James W. Ellsworth, C. F. Foster, C. G. Fuller, Henry Fuller, D. C. French, Johannes Gelert, Charles Graham, E. R. Graham, E. E. Garnsey, Lyman J. Gage, W. H. Holcomb, H. N. Higinbotham, Charles Henrotin, F. M. Howe, W. L. B. Jenney, Edward Kemeys, W. P. Ketcham, William D. Kerfoot, Milton W. Kirk, Thomas J. Lefens, B. B. Lamb, E. F. Lawrence, George S. Lord, Andrew McNally, F. D. Millet, Louis Millet, William S. MacHorg, C. F. McKim, W. B. Mundio, Frederick MacMonnies, H. A. McNeill, Walter McEwen, Gari Melchers, Charles McDonald, Adolph Nathan, James S. Norton, F. L. Olmsted, J. J. P. Odell, J. J. Sullivan, M. B. Pickett, R. H. Pierce, Washington Porter, T. W. Palmer, E. S. Pike, F. W. Peck, Erskine M. Phelps, George B. Post, A. P. Proctor, B. L. Pratt, A. M. Roth schild, Edmund Rice, A. H. Revell, E. P. Ripley, Frank H. Roy, Alexander Sandier, E. C. Shankland, George Schneider, J. W. Scott, Capt. F. M. Symonds, Louis Sullivan, Carl Rohl-Smith, Charles H. Schwab, J. W. St. Clair, H. B. Stone, Lorado Taft, W. L. Tomlins, Theodore Thomas, C. Y. Turner, George H. Wilson, R. A. Waller, F. M. Whitehouse, Charles Wacker, Edwin Walker, G. H. Wheeler, Otto Young.

TWO CENTS.

LOVING CUP QUAFFED.

MR. BURNHAM'S JOLLY BREAKFAST.

Those Whose Deft Wits and Hands Created Them Turn Over the Fair Buildings to Those Who Control - They Smoke Pipes and Hear Thomas' Music.

At a breakfast given in music hall yesterday morning Director of Works Burnham, representing the designers and artists of the fair, delivered the great buildings at Jackson park to their oweners, the directors of the exposition.

The ceremony brought together, on the eve of the inauguration, the men who created and those who control the fair. America's most eminent artisits were there. Chicago business man, who juggie with millions, sat at the table with them, and after the breakfast and wine artist and millionaire lighted corncob pipes and blew clouds of smoke across the frosted linen. The affair was refreshingly informal. The guests sat about the boards without removing their hats or overcoats. Some of them wore newly ironed tiles, others came in the kind of hats affected by politicians in southern Illinois, while still others tramped through the rain in jaunty yachting caps.

Buffalo Bill, the only man there who was neither artist nor official of the fair, sat under a white sombrero of enormous size and told Banker Odell and Architect Cobb all about his wild life on the plains. Once he raised the wide sombrero. It was when the massive loving cup given to Mr. Burnham by New York artists was passed to the old scout by Mr. Odell. Bill dropped his hat on the floor and shook his long locks defiantly as he rose to salute Mr. Burnham. He recieved an ovation as he raised the cup to his lips that was only equaled by the enthusiasm that greeted Frederick L. Olmsted, the landscape gardener, who had a seat at Mr. Burnham's right.

THE DAILY NEWS.

eral notice. They were the Scottish earl of Aberdeen, Sir Edward Birbeck, and Sir Henry Wood. Baron Kunowski came on the