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Buffalo Bill's Wild West AND Congress of Rough Riders of the World M____________
The honor of your company is requested at one opening entertainment,
Wednesday, April 26th, '93 at 3 p.m.
Doors open for inspection of Camp at 1 p.m.
Location 63rd Street, between Madison and Stoney Island Avenues. Take any line of cars going south, direct to the entrance
Nate Salsbury W.F Cody, Vice-President and Manager President
R.S.V.P. JOHN M. BURKE, Gen'l Manager.
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bined power of 500 horses. The three long open cars which each motor will trail have a capacity of 400 people.
The people found much of interest in Midway plaisance, too. Yesterday was the first Sunday that admissions has been charged to the Midway, but the long street of wonders was just as black with people as ever. It was a motley crowd - Cossacks resplendent in big wooly caps, jeweled daggers, and slim pistols; high-booted cowboys escaped from Col. Cody's wild west show, Bedouins in gay striped burnoose, Copts, Eskimos, Javanese, Japs, Singalese, Indiana Hoosiers, small boys, Indians, Turks, French sailors, Swiss artisans, and just plain Chicago citizens in their best clothes.
Dispatch Apl 19th
Big Indian Chiefs.
This morning at 8:15 an interesting scene presented itself to a large crowd of persons assembled in the Wells street station of the Chicago and Northwestern railroad. The most conspicuous figures in the station were those of Buffalo Bill, Nate Saulsbury and Major John M. Burke. These gentlemen were awaiting the arrival of a train which later on deposited on the platform 100 Indians who are to take part in the wild west exhibit. The Indians have the permission of the United States government to participate in Colonel Cody's spectacular and educational display, and among them were a number of notable chiefs of national reputation, including Red Cloud, Young-Man-Afraid-of-His-Horses, Two Strikes, Kicking Bear, Short Bull, No Neck and Rocky Bear.
Dakota's Display.
Chicago Humane Journal Apl 20th
BUFFALO BILL'S CHARLIE.
Buffalo Bill lost his famous old comrade, Charlie, on a recent trip across the ocean. The horse Charlie and his owner had been together over twenty years, and twenty years that were full of dangers, which they shared. The scout and his horse became more than master and servant; and when Charlie died he was wrapped in an American flag, and buried at sea. The scout and his little company stood by, and many a rough hand dashed a tear from a sun-burned cheek as the scout spoke of his friend. "Charlie," he said, looking at his old horse, "but for your willing speed and tireless courage I would, many years ago, have lain low as you are now, and my Indian foe have claimed you for his slave. Yet you never failed me, Charlie, old fellow. I have had many friends, but very few of whom would I say that. Men tell me you had no soul, but if there be a heaven, and scouts can enter there, I'll wait at the gate for you, old friend."
Globe Apl 20th
THE INDIANS ARRIVE.
Buffalo Bill's Red Men Pitch Their Tents Near the World's Fair.
Over 100 American Indians arrived in the city yesterday afternoon over the Northwestern line and have pitched their tents near the World's Fair grounds. They are for Buffalo Bill's wild west show and will exhibit life on the plains in their own startling manner during the coming summer. Many of them are noted men in their own land and have won reputations in the great Indian outbreaks of the west. Red Cloud, Kicking Bear, Two Strike and Short Bull are among the leading chiefs of the band, with Red Cloud the high mogul over all. Red Cloud has a history as a great fighter and is undoubtedly the leading Indian of the country since Sitting Bull has withdrawn to the happy hunting grounds. He is too old to take an active part in the performances, but will preside over the camp and will wield his influence in case of any difficulty between whites and reds. All the other braves have records for great daring in battle, and will doubtless thrill the hearts of sightseers by their realistic version of scenes in the wooly west. An effort will be made to secure a place for these representatives of the noble race at the opening ceremonies of the Fair. They certainly deserve recognition in this way as the people Columbus found in possession of our land.
A fierce gale prevailed at Jackson Park the great part of last night. The buildings withstood the windstorm, which blew at the rate of seventy miles per hour, remarkably well. Some damage, however, was done.
The rain and wind dislodged large quantities of the staff work on the Guatemala building. The staff was fresh and gave way to the rain. The east end of the building was pretty much denuded of all stucco work. The frame work withstood the shock, and all the partly finished buildings on the grounds are unhurt. The scaffolding about the buildings was but little displaced.
Loose material, however, was sent scudding about in every part of the park, and flying boards and loose pieces of tin have made it dangerous to walk in the vicinity of any of the unfinished buildings. Many pieces of loose tin and small parts of the unfinished roof of festival hall were dislodged, and a pestering bombardment of the service building opposite resulted, but the damage is only nominal.
The lake was storm thrashed, and great waves were thrown so far inland as to wash out the approaches to the bridge on the grand esplanade near the naval exhibit. Precautionary red lights were hung out, and night traffic for the installation workers over the bridge was suspended.
In Midway Plaisance the many buildings held out bravely against the violent gale, which at times stormed like a hurricane. The loftier structures creaked and were swayed by the wind, but little or no damage was done. The scare-crow windmill in the Japanese village was dismantled, and all loose material was blown promiscuously over the grounds.
The great glass dome of horticultural hall and the glass roof of the manufactures building, as well as the skylights of the agricultural building, came out uninjured. No serious damage was done to any of the large unfinished hotels and apartment houses in the neighborhood of the fair grounds. One of the shed roofs in Buffalo Bill's Wild West was blown off and the grand stand was slightly damaged. About midnight the windstorm abated and then a torrent of rain began falling.
Apprehensive concerning the lights in the manufactures building, which were being tested for the first time, and on account of the storm as well, Fire Chief Murphy placed two fire engines ready for work under shelter at the building, and in all the engine-houses the horses were hitched to the fire apparatus and the men were accountered for an emergency. The fire department kept watch until midnight, when the torrents of rain removed fears of a fire.
Word was received from the World's Fair grounds at 3:30 this (Thursday) morning from Colonel Rice's office, that the south end of the roof of the manufactures building was badly damaged by the high winds, a large quantity of glass having been blown out by the swaying of the immense truss roof.
The damage is nearly all confined to the valleys in the roof, but it is in a portion of the roof not heretofore damaged. Workmen were in the building all night, and they were at once put to work to cover up or remove any goods and exhibits that might be damaged by the falling glass. By thus promptly acting it is believed that the damage to the interior will be slight.
Times Apl 20th
FROM WOUNDED KNEE.
BRAVES [word?] THE BRULE SIOUXS ARRIVE AT JACKSON PARK.
They Came to Join Buffalo Bill's Party and Are Recruited from Among the Most Desperate Fighters at Pine Ridge Agency - Many of Them Have Never Left the Reservation Before - Their Whoops and Yells Strike Terror to the Hearts of Spectators.
MEARED with war pain and splendid in eagle plumes a band of eighty fighting Brule Sioux stepped from the platform of the Omaha train at 2:15 o'clock yesterday afternoon, each anxious to be first to grasp the hand of Maj. Burke, "Buffalo Bill's" general manager, who was awaiting the arrival of his charges at the Northwestern depot. But this honor was of course reserved for the major's old friends Rocky Bear and No-Neck, the head chiefs in command of the party.
"Ah, there's my boy!" suddenly exclaimed the major, making a dash forward to where he could grasp a lusty young Indian boy of perhaps 10 years of age. The lad is a special pet of the major, and the latter did not hesitate to show his affection for the manly little fellow by giving his bronze cheek a hearty kiss. As the remainder of chieftains, braves, and squaws were ceremoniously shaking the major's hand an immense crowd of waiting passengers packed the long platform so densely that the depot police were obliged to clear the way by main force. In this work,
IDOLIZED BY THE INDIANS.
however, they received sudden and unexpected help. In a twinkling the depot resounded with a terrific whoop from eighty savage throats.
Caused a Stampede.
The crowd scattered like sheep before a pack of timber wolves, and by the time the fourth repetition of the whoop had died away the passage to the Kinzie street entrance, where busses were awaiting the party, was effectually cleared.
Only the old chiefs, who felt the dignity of the party resting upon their shoulders, paused to walk from the platform to the conveyances.
STANDING BEAR IN HIS WAR TOGS.
The young braves covered the distance with a few swift lopes and leaped up the rear steps of the busses as though they had been used to catching onto Chicago grip trains all their lives. But the chiefs strode along with the indifferent and leisurely dignity of so many kings, trailing their splendidly decorated blankets behind them, unmindful of the fact that they were being rapidly coated with Chicago mud.
Among this group of important dignitaries were: Rocky Bear, No Neck, Red Cloud, Jr., White Cow Chief, Flat Iron, Charge-at-the Enemy, American Horse, Jr., and Afraid-of-His-Horse.
They, as well as the lesser braves, are as magnificent specimens of physical manhood as ever invaded the world's fair city, Champion Corbett and John L. Sullivan not excepted. Nine squaws have accompanied their braves.
Three Days on the Road.
J.F. Acy, formerly a Chicago lawyer, but now an Indian trader at Pine Ridge, has had the party in charge since its departure from the far west. In an interview with a TIMES reporter he said:
"We have had a most fortunate and pleasant journey, considering the fact that we have been three days upon the road. The braves in our party are the wildest of the fighting Brule Sioux from the Wounded Knee and Grass Creek districts.
"They were among the foremost warriors in leading the last Sioux uprising, and for this reason Capt. Le Roy Brown, acting Indian agent at Pine Ridge, ordered that they should make up this party, believing that the educating contact with civilization which they will receive will effectually prevent them from any further inclination to put on the war paint. Rocky Bear and No Neck gave their solemn pledges that their young men would obey all commands and conduct themselves in a perfectly orderly manner. Only five of them have ever been off the reservation before. These pledges have been kept to the letter, and we have not had the slightest particle of trouble or inconvenience from them. When we took the train at Rushville the inhabitants declared that they had never before seen so orderly and obedient band of wild Indians. Old Red Cloud would himself have accompanied the party, but he was kept behind by important negotiations with government officials.
Will Come as a Guest.
"However, as an exhibition of his good will, he has sent his son, Red Cloud, Jr., as his personal representative. He will be here himself as a guest in the course of a couple of weeks. Short Bull ad Hickory Bear will also visit us."
Perhaps the most conspicuous chief in the band is old Standing Bear, whose war bonnet of eagle feathers trails nearly to his feet, and is valued at $150. But his greatest claim to distinction, aside from his bravery and his importance in the councils of his tribe, lies in the fact that he neither drinks any intoxicants nor smokes.
Not the least important members of the party are John Nelson, the famous and venerable pioneer of the Pine Ridge country, and Ben Janise the half-breed interpreter. "Old John Nelson," as he is familiarly called, is a true type of the early western
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AT THEIR JOURNEY'S END.
frontiersman, having hunted in the country of the Sioux for the last fifty years. He is 71 years old now, but hearty and vigorous and full of enthusiasm on the subject of the rare collection of fossils, relics, and curiosities which he has brought with him for exhibition as a part of Col. Cody's wild west show.
When at last the warriors left the Illinois Central train and entered the domains of Buffalo Bill a group of Arabs rushed forward to meet them. The denizens of the far eastern desert and the prairies of the great northwest shook hands, while Col. Cody stood by and witnessed this triumph of his ambition with a face beaming with pleasure. But the braves made only a short stop for ceremonies and quickly ranged themselves about the long tables in the barracks, where roast beef and coffee disappeared in startling quantities.
Probably no feature of the world's fair will attract more universal interest than this band of fighting Sioux fresh from the hostile fields of Wounded Knee and Pine Ridge.
SIOUX CHIEFS ARRIVE.
PINE RIDGE WARRIORS ARE HERE
Seventy-Six Ogallalla Indians Come to Join Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show Near the Exposition Grounds - In War Paint and Feathers.
THE CHICAGO RECORD WORLD'S FAIR BUREAU.
Buffalo Bill shook hands with seventy-six Ogallalla Sioux Indians yesterday fresh from Pine Ridge agency. They came in on the Northwestern's Omaha train at 2:30 in the afternoon. Passengers in the waiting-room of the depot heard first a deep, guttural intonation. This came from under bedizened blanket of Chief No-Neck. Then he beat time with a
feathered war club and a chorus of lusty yells frightened women and children. The Indians repeated this thrice with increased gusto. The uproar at a college foot-ball game was nothing to be compared with it.
Maj. Burke, Buffalo Bill's manager, received them with amazing cordiality and they evinced
with the Indians, said that they were the pick of the nation, and their appearance justified the assertion. They were tricked out in all the bravery of war paint and battle clothes, and their stern faces were frescoed with pigments which rivaled Dutch tulips in the intensity and variety of colors. Their well-greased hair was
carried in two heavy braids behind their ears and were embellished with eagle feathers, foxes tails, mink-skins and colored plumes. Geometrical designs wrought in quills, beads and shells adorned their leggings, belts and shirts and bright blankets were wrapped around their shoulders or thrown over their heads. Seven squaws and four children competed for sartorial honors with the braves.
Shortly after the Wild West encampment at 63d street was invaded the Indians began putting up the twelve tents which will house them for the next six months, and the energetic industry displayed by the Sioux failed to confirm the time-honored tradition that "Lo" always sits around in solitary grandeur while Mrs.
"Lo" builds wigwams, splits kindling, cooks, tans leather, makes buckskin clothing and raises all the crops.
HAVE VISITED FOREIGN CITIES.
Although the majority of the Indians had never been a hundred miles away from home before, several had been with Buffalo Bill in England, Paris and New York. An English soldier belonging to the Wild West outfit, and who had fully digested the Leather Stocking tales, extended his hand to a weirdly decorated, widely painted Sioux and said : "How? Heap wet."
"Yes," drawled Rocky Bear, who spent eighteen months in Europe; "it's rather nasty, me boy," and rolled a cigarette in the most approved club style.
Old Red Cloud, Young-Man-Afraid-of-His-Horses and Two-Strikes are expected Sunday. They visit the World's Fair as guests of Buffalo Bill, and twenty-five other Indians will probably come with them.
John Nelson, trapper, scout and interpreter, accompanied the red men from Pine Ridge. He is a well-known character in southwest Dakota, and in the course of his forty years on the plains has gathered a large collection of petrifications and Indian curiosities of which he is extremely proud. He reported that the trip from the agency was uneventful and that the Indians came through with the nonchalance of globe-trotters. Last night the campfires were blazing and the Indians were entirely at home, though they were disgusted with the weather.
visits his parents often. He is one of thirty children. His father has four wives. His mother has fourteen children, and for this reason his father thinks more of her than of his other wives. There are eight of the women here with these Morocco Arabs, all closely veiled. I have been promised a glimpse of their faces - there were too many men around for this yesterday.
TERESA DEAN.
table were the English soldiers - the Lancers, formerly of the Prince of Wales' Regiment. Then came the German soldiers, and between them and the French soldiers were the Russians - the Cossacks from Caucasian. The Arabs came next, and in the same part of the tent men belonging to the business staff were dining.
We returned to the kitchen. And if the Humane Society could have seen that menu, and the food prepared for the expedited Indians ! never again would they bother about the way Buffalo Bill feeds his Indians or other people entrusted to his care.
Dined with Colonel Cody.
The savory odor mad eme hungry. Just as I was wishing they would invite me to dinner the curtain lifted and Colonel Cody - the famous Buffalo Bill - walked in and - I was invited to dinner. On one side was a small table set for two or three. Colonel Cody spoke to a pleasant-faced little woman who came forward and whom he introduced as Mamma Wittaker. Mamma Whittaker is everybody's mamma. She takes care of all the 400 people - gives them medicine, ties up scratches, bandages up sprains, takes care of the wardrobes, and has been with the company for ten years. She has a diploma as a physician. Everybody calls her "Mamma," and she calls them "dear." While we were eating our dinner she was called away several times to listen to the wants of different ones. After dinner we started out to make some calls in the camp. The first one was on the Russian prince - Prince Macharadze. He could not speak a word of English, but his manners were those of a prince. In London he received a great deal of attention. He was entertained by the Prince of Wales and also presented to Queen Victoria, which, of course, established his social position. He wore the Cossack costume, with a row of cartridges across his chest. There are about twenty-five soldiers in the different companies of the nations, and their tents are pitches as when they are in service for their own countries. Sitting Bull's tepee, or log hut, has been brought here, and near it stands the old Treasury coach - the same one that "Calamity Jane" brought into Deadwood with the driver dead by her side and two passengers killed on the inside.
The Baby Buffaloes.
I was particularly anxious to make one call, and that was on Columbus and Isabella. They had arrived during the night. They are two little buffaloes. As we arrived at the enclosure I head Colonel Cody ask the man if there was an danger. He said no. This man is John Higby, and he ought to know. He has taken care of buffaloes for thirty years. And by the way, he is a partner of the famous stage driver Hank Monk, who said to Horace Greely, in his ride through the mountains : "Keep your seat, Horace, I'll get you there on time."
He said no, but I noticed that he took a long, two-tined pitchfork in his hands and went with us. I climbed up on the side of the rail stall to look at the baby buffalo, and pay my respects to Columbus first. Columbus' buffalo mother did not like it. Before I had time to any more than see that Columbus was a most fashionable tan color, she made a bound for me, and I never stopped to admire these fast-becoming extinct bisons of the prairies. I rushed out of the gate and into another danger. A cowboy was bounding through the air on the back of a mad and unmanageable any. It was as dangerous to run one way as the other. So I stood still and said my prayers, expecting every minute to be lifted from my feet from the back and trampled under foot in front. Colonel Cody and John Higby, however, did not seem very much