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The Traveller's Circular AND HOROLOGICAL REVIEW.

May 24/93.

Buffalo Bill's Gorgeous Riding Equipment.

A VERY handsome piece of work has just gone from Omaha to Chicago, which deserves mention in THE CIRCULAR. Hon. W. F. Cody, of Wild West fame, started a new Wild West in Chicago, which opened April 26. Col. Cody, being a citizen of Nebraska, remembers his friends there, and among them the firm of Collins & Morrison, a large saddlery and harness manufacturing firm of Omaha. This Spring he gave them an order for the handsomest saddle they could make, and they sent to him in time for the opening of his show a saddle and bridle which they claim is the finest in America. What makes it interesting to readers of THE CIRCULAR are the silver mountings, which were manufactured in the jewelry establishment of Albert Edholm, by L. J. Kass, silversmith. Mr. Kass learned his trade in the cities of Christiania, Stockholm and Copenhagen, and although he has been long in America and is in advancing years his hand has not lost its cunning. Some years ago he manufactured a steam locomotive, tender and passenger coach, of sold silver, which was ordered as a gift to A. E. Touzalin, who had just been made general manager of the C., B. & Q. R. R. Mr.Kass was at this time in the employ of Max Meyer & Bro. Co.

The saddle is made of russet saddle skirting, California tanned, on the sweat leather of which are pictures of Buffalo Bill stamped from a photograph he had taken in Europe, in a standing position, with rifle, sombrero and full hunting or scout's costume. The saddle is mounted with solid silver, of which sixty-fix ounces were used. In the seat inlaid in the leather is the name Hon. W. F. Cody, in silver letters one and one-half inches long; the Harris horn is mounted with a silver crescent on which is engraved "World's Fair, Chicago, 1893;" the stirrup

(IMAGE) BUFFALO BILL'S SILVER MOUNTED RIDING EQUIPMENT.

plates are elaborately engraved and chased; on each side of the saddle is a buffalo in repousse work; the Tim of the seat is of silver, and buttons innumerable stud the handsome leather, two of them especially large and handsome having buffalo heads in repoussé. The bridle is finished with loops so that not a buckle is required to hold the bits; two sold silver rosettes are on the sides and a silver plate is on the brow-band engraved with the owner's name. A quirt, the Mexican or cowboy name for whip, also accompanies the saddle, and is made like the bridle, of plaited rawhide mounted with silver.

Buffalo Bill's friends know his fondness for handsome equipment, and can imagine him in his elegant scout's costume, mounted on his steed caparisoned with these gorgeous equipments, leading his Congress of Rough Riders of the World through daring feats for the edification of World's Fair visitors.

[IMAGE] BUFFALO BILL'S SILVER MOUNTED RIDING EQUIPMENT.

The Horseman, New York, May 25/93.

Buffalo Bill's Wild West.

"We have the most interesting exhibit relative to horses and horsemanship since the creation," said Major John M. Burke, referring to Buffalo Bill's Wild West. The good-natured manager of this grand congress of riders spoke the truth, as from the great scout down to the humblest "buck," every man of the outfit is a horseman of the genuine stripe. Buffalo Bill has honored his fellow countrymen with the finest lot of attractions he ever got together. His engagement of representatives of the cavalry arms of the United States, England, France and Germany was a happy idea and they make a beautiful display. The Cossacks are marvelous horsemen, but do not outshow our own "knights of the rope" and the vaqueros from old Mexico. The Indians are the best lot Colonel Cody ever brought East. In their barbaric splendor they form the most picturesque of all the groups. The Arabs are fine riders and as acrobats they are wonderful. Miss Annie Oakley and Johnny Baker show their skill in marksmanship and do wonderful work with the rifle and pistol. The emigrant train, the Deadwood coach, the buffalo hunt and the attack on the settlers' cabin are still absorbing features of the show. The grand review, when all hands are on the scene at one, is something not to be forgotten. The variety of color and movement is beyond description. The foremost figure of the aggregation is the friend and avenger of the lamented Custer, Hon. William F. Cody, whose hand has not lost its cunning in throwing the rope or handling a Winchester, whose bearing is that of a polished man of the world, and whose manly presence is most impressive. We counsel all friends of THE HORSEMAN who visit the World's Fair to make it their duty to behold the beauties of Buffalo Bill's Wild West. The grounds are at Sixty-third street, directly opposite the World's Fair gate, and performances are every day, rain or shine, at 3 and 8 p. m.

BUFFALO BILL'S WILD WEST.

Visitors to the world's fair can better appreciate the exhibits of the science, art, literature and civilization after first seeing the types of people who were the only inhabitants of America when civilization reached out as a conqueror to place the sign of progress on her shores. The "Wild West" is a most appropriate annex to the world's fair and should be seen in connection with it. Mean of transportation are ample and convenient, as all railroads going south take their passengers to the very gates. Two exhibitions are given daily (Sundays included) at 3:00 and 8:30 p. m., rain or shine.

embarrassed at the proximity of the toastmaster's flowing whiskers, and he uttered merely a few words of thanks. W. H. Harris, the British commissioner to the Fair, and Frank Lowden also replied to toasts.

Listened to War Stories.

Frederick Villiers, the English war artist, told a story of the Soudanese campaign. Gen. Miles answered for the army, and then Eugene Field recited some poems. He had just finished when a rustle of silks was heard at the door and Lillian Russell appeared in the room. She had run over from the Columbia between the acts to sing the drinking song from "Girofle-Girofla." The song was received with enthusiastic plaudits.

A dozen members raced for the big bouquet of red roses on the main table to present to the actress as she concluded the song by throwing a glass filled with champagne over her right shoulder. An unlucky waiter received the contents of the glass in his shirt bosom.

About 10:30 the elevator brought up-stairs two carloads of dark-eyed Syrian dancers, wearing loose flowing drapery of wonderful hues. The members remained quite silent while the young women from the orient danced the stranged measures of the east. This was the big event on the programme, but it was not the last, for speech-making and toasts ruled the kingdom of good-fellowship until the morning hours were well advanced. All the old officers were reëlected at the business meeting held before the banquet.

Title Foreigners as Guests.

The members and guests present were: The duke of Veragua, the duke of Newcastle, the marquis of Barboles, Sir Henry Trueman Wood, Abdul Rahmun of Johore, Sir Henry Bullard, Baron von Hardtmuth, the marquis of Villalobar, Col. W. F. Cody, Col. J. Sumner Rogers.

W. II. Harris. Burr MacIntosh. Joseph Keppler. Paul Hull. J. H. Long. J. M. Kuykendall John Akenhead, C. E. Judson. H. S. Rowe. W. F. Blair. H. W. Rogers. J. T. Howe. W. T. Chandler. John Cudahy. George F. Kuntz. E. A. Bachelor. W. A. Talcott. Dr. J. E. Gilman. C. F. Kimball. H. M. Hunt. J. N. Perry. Samuel Insull. R. D. Evans. C. Counselman. Eugene Field. H Washburne. M. M. Kirkman. J. W. Scott. F. Willis Rice. C. B. Macdonald R. A. Keyes. F. H. Head. H. G. Selfridge E. M. Switzer. Milward Adams. M. W. Kirk. F. S. Winston. R. A. Waller. H. A. Wheeler C. C. Kohlsaat. Ferd W. Peck. W. J. Davis Charles Lederer. H. J. MacFarland. A. F. Hatch. W. G. Beale. L. A. Robinson. Gen. Miles. Gen. Livermore. Chatfield-Taylor. W. B. Getty. G. S. Willits. W. B. Keep. J. A. Lowell. R. de H. Homer. Nate Saulsbury Gambler Bolton. F. O. Lowden. D. R. Lewis. M. E. Stone. D. Ernest Hart. Frederick Villie

A very pretty accident gave an unexpected American tinge to the climax of the interesting ceremonies. Cody's Indians were permitted to go upon the highest balcony of the administration building where they might see the flags run up. By an unintentional gauge of time that seemed strategic just as the machinery began to roar, the whistles blow and the magnificent chorus in tone "My Country, 'Tis of Thee," these Indians in their resplendent war-paint, gorgeous necklets and representative American savagery appeared on the north abutment of the building, a blazing line of character moving along with high, flaunting crests of feathers and flaming blankets which stood out against the gleaming white of the staff dome like a rainbow cleft into remembrances of a lost, primitive glory. Nothing in the day's occurrences appealed to sympathetic patriotism so much as this fallen majesty slowly filing out of sight as the flags of all nations swept satin kisses through the air, waving congratulation to cultured achievement and submissive admiration to a new world.