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SLAYER OF TOM CUSTER.

RAIN-IN-THE-FACE COMES TO TOWN.

The Wily Sioux Who Displayed Reckless Bravery in the Slaughter of the Seventh at the Little Big Horn Will See the Fair.

Leaning upon two crutches, with the whirling snow pelting his long black hair and the eagle feathers he had worn in the scalp-lock ever since he left the Missouri, was a sturdy old Sioux warrior in Buffalo Bill's Indian village in Sixty-third street yesterday afternoon. There was nothing in the appearance of the crippled Indian to indicate that he was more than one of the commonest of coffee coolers-a set of beggars always to be found about the post traders' stores

Sitting Bull's cabin on Grand river, before whose door the old savage gave up his life at the beginning of the last war with the Sioux, was placed in position at the Sixty-third street grounds yesterday. It is built of oak and cottonwood logs, with a sod roof. The door has been perforated in three place by bullets, and two holes in the floor show where deadly missiles entered after they had passed through the bodied of Bull's sons.

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on a western reservation. Within the park a hundred Brules, in paint and feathers, were riding like demons and yelling shrilly as the pace of their ponies grew faster. But the old man on crutches, who stood alone at the gate, gave no outward sign that he was pleased or interested. He clutched a blue blanket at his breast and shook his massive head from time to time as the snow settled too thickly about his ears.

The cripple was Rain-in-the-Face, who seventeen years ago was notorious for his bloody work on the Little Big Horn, when General Custer and his gallant troopers of the Seventh fell and were scalped almost to a man. Sitting Bull, whom General Miles has called the "Red Napoleon," has been credited with having directed the movements of the Sioux on that savage day. This statement has been confirmed and denied by writers and Indians, but there has never been any doubt that Sitting Bull took an active part in the battle, even if he did not assume absolute command of the warriors. Nobody has successfully disputed the melancholy achievement of Rain-in-the-Face during the last hours of Custer's command. The savage was then a youngster, with all the characteristic cruelty of his race. He bore himself with reckless bravery during the fighting, and when the troopers were all but gone he burst upon them like a demon and fired the shot that stretched Captain Tom Custer at the feet of his father.

Scout Curley Will Be Here.

Scout Curley, a half-breed Crow, who was the only man of Custer's command to escape with his life, and who is to come to Chicago next week, saw Rain-in-the-Face in this last charge. There was but a handful of the Seventh left when Captain Custer fell, but that handful, standing close to the intrepid general, came mighty near squaring accounts before they, too, tumbled dead or wounded among the bodies of their comrades. A bullet from a carbine struck Rain-in-the-Face in the left knee, shattering the bone and hurling him out of his saddle. He fell almost squarely upon the body of Captain Custer but was quickly rescued by his people and borne away. That is why Rain-in-the-Face was walking on crutches yesterday. He will never walk again without them.

Whatever may be said about the spectacular careers of the rest of the Sioux since the wars of 1876 and of 1891, Rain-in-the-Face cannot be charged with having sought notoriety. Until the Wisconsin Central train hauled him out of St. Paul on Friday night he had never been east of the Mississippi River. The biggest town he had seen up to that day was Mandan, in North Dakota; and Mandan, as many people know, is not much larger than Freeze Out or Red Top, in Montana.

When Sitting Bull hoisted the white flag on the British line Rain-in-the-Face, along with such brainy chieftains as Gall and Grass, accepted the inevitable with commendable grace and has since lived in a quiet way at the Standing Rock agency.

Rain-in-the-Face Stabbed by His Squaw.

Just before the ghost-dancing outbreak of 1891 the old warrior was stabbed by his squaw while he lay asleep in his tepee. The woman, who no doubt had some great grievance, stole into the lodge late at night and plunged a skinning-knife into the breast of the Indian. For weeks and weeks it was thought that the thrust would accomplish what the bullet on the Little Big Horn had failed to do, but the old warrior's vitality had not left him and he recovered in time to take a lively interest in Sitting Bull's attemp to start a stampede at Standing Rock. Old Bull, hovever, was still too much of a firebrand to win favor from Rain-in-the-Face, who was quite willing to remain in his lodge with his shattered knee and knife-slashed breast. Bull went to war or was forced into war, as two stories run, and when the firing was over in the first scrimmage the doughty old chieftain and his sons lay dead in the sage brush along Grand river. But Bull and his band didn't die without making a strong fight against the Indian police who had been sent to arrest them. Shave Head, a full brother of Rain-in-the-Face, and a sergeant of police, was killed almost at the first fire, and nearly a dozen more of his companions fell out of their saddles with mortal wounds during the last stand of old Bull on this earth.

Big Send-Off for the Old Chief.

Rain-in-the-Face left Mandan, N.D., on Thursday. He was accompanied by a son of Major McLaughlin, the famous agent at Standing Rock. Before the men left the agency the Sioux gave Rain-in-the-Face a big send off. A steer was slaughtered in sight of the agency buildings, and gathered about the roasting steaks and sputtering fat, the warriors made merry until it was time for the buckboard to start for the train.

Rain-in-the-Face is wonderfully impressed with what he has seen. St. Paul upset the old man's nerves, but the roar of Chicago's streets upset him completely.

"Heap thunder," he said to his companion, and then he would crouch upon his crutches as though in momentary fear of being hit by something. The big domes of the fair and the mighty roof of manufactures building filled the old fellow with awe. He said he would visit them when "his eyes were rested and he did not see so big."

WITH HIS SAVAGE EYES

RAIN-IN-THE-FACE, THE SLAYER OF OUSTER, SEES THE WORLD'S FAIR.

He Rolls Cigarettes in a Tepee Near the Log Cabin in Front of Which Sitting Bull Was Killed and Revives Old Times with Buffalo Bill - Then He Hears the Roll Call of the Savages Who Compose the Band of Regenerate Hair Raisers and Who Answer with a "Ugh."

Over in a corner of Buffalo Bill's bit arena in Sixty-third street stood yesterday a stout man of swarthy complexion and long hair falling in rat tails over his coat collar. He wore a tight-fitting blue suit and a negligee shirt. He leaned sadly on a pair of roughly made crutches and looked wistfully at the Indians in their war paint as they whirled gleefully around the space. It was hard to picture this obese, upoetical figure as the blood-thirst chief of war paint and feathers. But so he was. Rain-in-th-Face is farther east than ever before in his checkered career. He reached Chicago at 10 o'clock yesterday morning in the company of Harry McLaughlin, son of Maj. James McLaughlin, who has charge of the reservation at Standing Rock, N.D.

The whirligig of time has brought its revenges for the old chief. Faded memories were quickened into life at the sight of the braves. There were men among them who parted from Rain-in-the-Face in all his glory at Little Big Horn, to meet him again maimed and quelled, a chattel at an exhibition, There is not a Sioux in the crowd but looks upon him as the great chief who overcame Custer. Many credit the general's death blow to his hand. Those were the days when the name of Itelogoju was one to conjure with in all the nations of the Sioux. Rain-in-the-Face, as his name has been traslated, now wears blue suits instead of a blanket. Peace has come to him in his middle age. He bears on his body a substantial record of his youth, for a bullet wound received in the Custer fight has lamed him for life.

He declared yesterday that the injury had been received from a gunshot wound while out hunting. His interpreter, Harry McLaughlin, winked at the announcement. Itelogoju's contempt for the pale-face is too pronounced to allow of his admitting that by 20 in width, and is built of rough logs, with a roofing of straw thatch. It will contain a museam of relics, embalming the memory of the dead chief. Sitting Bull's guns and the guns that killed Sitting Bull are wrapped amicably together in one package. The "ghost pole," around which the crazed Indians danced, will be on view, as well as the garments of the chief himself. His "sweat box" will also be a feature in the display, as the means which gained for him a large proportion of his influence. It is a collection of closely woven wattles wherein the chief was wont to sweat braves into weakness. THeir subsequent collapse into unconsciousness was accomplished by twirling a rod rapidly around their heads, thereby producing giddiness. Once comatose, Sitting Bull knew how to deal with them.

While Itelogoju was rolling cigarettes in the tepee Col. Cody was mustering his braves outside. He stood in the center of a ring of hideously painted Indians and called their names from a type-written list. Beside him stood an interpreter to translate the names into their proper tongue, for even Col. Cody halts at cetain of the patronymics of his followers.

"Charge-on-His-Horse," he would cry, and the interpreter would interpolate three gurgles and a cough, meeting with the response "Ugh" from some one in the fantastic crowd.

When other methods failed an appeal was made to a Sioux "crier," who explained matters in voluble gutterals. Finally the list was concluded with "Hollow-Back" and "Follow-the-Squaw" and the dusky savages marched to the arena.

RAIN-IN-THE-FACE AND HIS AUTOGRAPH.

such a weakling's bullet could maim such a great chief. Buffalo Bill called on his friend, the enemy, in the tepee where the latter is quartered. There were a hundred old-time reminiscences to be revived, for Col. Cody met Rain-in-the-Face when he was Itelogoju, years ago.

Col. Cody invited the chief to come over to the arena, and his stolid, flat face brightened momentarily at the prospect of seeing war paint once again. He sat placidly on a mattress rolling a cigarette from a green paper package of tabacco that smacked more of Madison street than of the boundless prairie. Since he left Standing Rock agency Thursday night he has seen more than ever entered his dreams. Beyond an occasional visit to Bismarck and Mandan he knows

DOOR AT WHICH SITTING BULL WAS KILLED.

nothing of brick and mortar, and Chicago is a revelation to him. He was awe struck, like some white folks, at the world's fair buildings, but beyond all he wanted to know how people climbed up to build those tall towers. His 46 years of life have been spent in cabins on the Grand river or tepees in the far northwest. He gazed wonderingly at the towering masses, and thought the pale-face medicine man must play a strong game.

The chief will be in Buffal Bill's inclosure throughout the summer, but not of it. in a corner of the space is a rude, half-thatched log cabin with a portentous history. Bullet holes in the door and floor tell their tale for themselves. Six feet in front of the doorway Sitting Bull died. Four feet inside the door bullet marks show the spot where his son Crowfoot met his death. Sitting Bull's cabin has been shipped, in its native integrity, from its site on the banks of the Grand river. To convey it to Chicago it was necessary to carry the timbers 110 miles by wagon over mud roads. The cabin comprises one single room, 36 feet in length

WILD WEST SHOW.

"Buffalo Bill's" Rough Riders Now in Camp.

Rich in the plaudits of another continent Col. W. F. Cody and his Indians have returned to the land of their nativity and are making grand preparations for an all-summer engagement at the World's Fair. Never before has the old world had such an innovation. Peasant and potentate sat side by side at the Wild West show and trhilled with the realistic scenes of the plains. The show in coming to this country has been greatly enriched by the addition of many new and novel features. Besides the original company of Indians, cowboys and plainsmen. a band of Mexican vacqueros. South American ganchos and mounted battalions from six nations have joined thme. Buffalo Bill's arena, whre the performances will take place, embraces an area of nearly eighty acres of ground, and 18,000 people can witness the display at once. The grounds are at Sixty-third street, near Jackson park. It certainly deserves recognition as a great exhibit for it presents a version of primeval life which the great west of to-day can not duplicate.

Dispatch April 24

BUFFALO BILL'S SHOW.

Many Unique Features Faithfully Portraying the Western Life of Pioneers--Beginning Wednesday.

Among the numerous world's fair attractions "Buffalo Bill" probably figures as the biggest card. He has a small fair of his own, which to a great many people will appear even more interesting than the great white city. "Buffalo Bill," or Colonel William F. Cody, statesman, orator, Indian scout, trapper and herder, has gained more distinction as a historian than any other living man. His history of the wild west, however, is not a written book, nor a printed pamphlet--it is the west as it existed but a few years ago; as "Buffalo Bill" saw it as many other pioneers saw it. It is a living history of the wild west, and with it the most stupendous attraction as a show that has ever been seen.

A great many years and millions of money have been spent by Colonel Cody in getting together a perfect organization, but he has at last succeeded.

Besides making it a living history of the wild west he has secured features that make it a history also of the barbaric east. Cossacks and Tartars, Arabs and Syrians in the armor of olden times are seen in the congress of rough riders, side by side with Indians, cowboys, Mexican ruralise and Spanish gauchos.

A large space of ground has been secured for this attraction on Sixty-third street, opposite the world's fair, and an amphitheater that will seat 18,000 people has been erected. Beginning Wednesday, April 26, there will be two performances daily for six months, during which all of Chicago and her guests will have an opportunity to see this wonderful combination.

Herald April 26 OUT FOR A PRACTICE.

BUFFALO BILL AND HIS INDIANS.

The Wild-West Aggregation Gives an Afternoon Rehearsal on the Sandy Arena--Capers of the Cowboys--An Addition to the Her.

THE CHICAGO RECORD WORLD'S FAIR BUREAU.

A motley crowd filled the space between the long row of tents in the Wild West show yesterday after dinner. Indians, with their blankets wrapped closely about them, gazed stolidly at the clouded sky. A number of Mexicans were trying to throw a lasso about the topmost branch of a tree, while near by a dozen Russian Cossacks were engaged in a game much like that of "tag" played by the school children in this country. Then a sturdy young man clad in the uniform of the United States army stepped from one of the entrances. In his hand was a bugle. He raised the instrument to his lips and sent the stirring notes of assembly around through the camp.

The scene changed. The Indians stalked off to their tents, the Mexicans gathered up their ropes and the cossacks scampered to their quarters. The regular afternoon rehearsal was on.

Buffalo Bill, the star of the aggregation, shed his long astrakhan-trimmed overcoat, pulled his big slouch hat down to his cars and strode toward the arena. He looked at the big piece of scenery at the north end of the amphitheater with its rocky passes and winding rivers. Then he glanced nervously at the entrance. Another bugle blast and the show had commenced.

First came the grand review. Rocky Bear, Red Cloud and No-Neck, the three Sioux Indian chiefs who are so proud of their exploits on the plains that they refuse to associate with the rest of the red-skins, rode out. The big three were followed by the rest of the Indians on their ponies. The soldiers came in with a dash. A company from the 6th United States cavalry, in regulation uniform, lead, closely followed by the famous Potsdamer Red of the German emperor's army, and after the German soldiers the French-men of the Guarde Republique Francaise.

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SIXTY-THIRD-ST., OPPOSITE WORLD'S FAIR.

EVERY DAY--RAIN OR SHINE--AT 3 AND 8 P. M. SUNDAYS INCLUDED--DOOR3 OPEN AT 1 O'CLOCK. NOW OPEN--VOTED "A WORLD BEATER."

THE [image] TO ALL BUFFALO BILL'S Congress of Rough 450 PEOPLE IN THE SADDLE.

Indians, Cowboys, Mexican Ruralie, Spanish Gauchos, Vaqueros.

DETACHMENTS OF CAVALRY

A Monster Musical

THE OPEN SESAME TO THE WORLD'S FAIR SUBJECT. WILD WEST. Riders of the World. Cossack of the Caucasus, Arabs, Tartars, Syrians, English, French, German and Americans.

SOLDIERS OF ALL NATIONS in International Drill.

THE SCOUT BUFFALO BILL HON W.F CODY 100 VIV REALISTIC AND HISTORIC TABLEAUX. MISS ANNIE OAKLEY and MASTER JOHNNY BAKER in marksmanship. Scenic Splendors. THE CLIMAX IN COMBINED INTEREST OF ALL EXHIBITIONS.

Twice daily, rain or shine, 3 and 8 p.m. 18,000 seats. Covered Grand Stand. ADMISSION--50 Cents; Children under 10 years, 25 cents. --GRAND ELECTRIC LIGHT ILLUMINATION- HERDS OF BUFFALO------WILD STEERS AND BUCKING BRONCHOS. Alley L. Illinois Central, Grip, Electric and Horse Cars all stop at 63rd-st. Entrance.

MUSIC AND DRAMA.

Buffalo Bill's "Wild West," which will be one of the attractions during the World's Fair, opens at its grounds on Sixty-third street, opposite Jackson Park, at 3 o'clock this afternoon. Two performances, beginning at 3 o'clock in the afternoon and 8 o'clock in the evening, will be given every day, rain or shine, until Nov. 1. The exhibition will be under the control of W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill) and Nate Salsbury, and will represent the result of twenty years of experience. About 400 riders, representing all the nationalities of the earth and all degrees of civilization, will be in the saddle, and every conceivable feat of horsemanship will be included in the show. There will also be representatives of all the most prominent military nations. Among the irregular soldiery will be American Indians, Arabs, Cossacks, and Tartars, Gauchos and Mexican Relics. The representatives of trained military will be a detachment of the Sixth Cavalry, United States Army; English Lanciers, French Chasseurs, and German Pottsdammer Reds. The contrasts which these various daring horsemen will afford will make an interesting performance.

Chicago Tribune 4/26

INDIAN GIRLS' WORK.

ARTICLES MADE AT THE SCHOOL AT CARLISLE EXHIBITED.

The Products of the Brightest of the Students Add to the Display of the Institution--Dresses Which Show the Most Careful Handling and Artistic Taste--Embroidery and Paintings Done by the Descendants of the Aborigines--Those Who Have Made Remarkable Pieces.

While the Indians in the Wild West show are arranging their tepees to their perfect satisfaction and bestowing occasional "Hows" on talkative visitors there is being prepared in the gallery of the Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building an exhibit which, although it is the work of their people, is of a totally different character. This is the display of the Indian School of Carlisle, Pa. It is naturally varied in character, ranging all the way from the printed rules of the school to the articles made by the pupils.

To most visitors it is the handicrafts section that will prove of greatest interest, and if

study. They are for the most part intelligent looking faces, occasionally something even better.

The pupils at the school are said by A.J. Standing, the Assistant Superintendant, who is in charge of the exhibit, to be generally bright and teachable. One of the most interesting of the girls is Nellie Carey, who is the daughter of the famous Chief Cochise. She was at Carlisle five years, and finally, after some experience in household work, married a Comanche, also a former student at the school, and went off to the Indian Territory.

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REHEARSAL AT THE WILD WEST SHOW

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RIDING AMID THE RAIN

BUFFALO BILL'S BAND SEEN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A HEAVY DOWNPOUR.

Opening Performance of the Season on Sixty-third Street-Cossacks, Cowboys, Indians, Bedouins, and Veteran Soldiers Car Nothing for the Elements-Their Evolutions Elicit Continuous Applause--No Such Display of Horsemanship from All Corners of the World Seen Here Before.

"Rain-in-the-Face" was the predominant feature in Buffalo Bill's great Wild West show at Jackson park yesterday. It was the opening performance given by Col. Cody's colossal combination and a perfect deluge of rain fell during nearly the entire afternoon. But that made no difference to the Indians, soldiers, cowboys, Mexicans, gauchos, Cossacks, bedouins, and other cosmopolitan celebrities who constitute Buffalo Bill's unique and powerful company.

Prior to the initial performance, which was tendered to world's fair officials, representatives of the press, and other visitors, a sumptuous spread was laid in the late Sitting Bull's cabin, which was brought from its original location on Grand river, Dakota. In this cabin the celebrated Sioux chieftain was killed and the floor and door bear testimony to the tragedy by the bullet holes with which they are riddled.

The grounds occupied by the Wild West show cover thirteen acres of ground. The amphitheater is surrounded by a covered grandstand capable of seating 14,000 people. At the north end of the amphitheater is a gigantic painting representing a mountain range, which forms a fit setting for the show. Outside the amphitheater the tepees of the Indians and the tents of the soldiers are located, while an electric-light plant furnishes the light for night performances.

Distinguished Persons Present. Among the guests who occupied boxes yesterday were Mrs. John A. Logan and her son Clarence Logan, present minister to Chili; Maj. Robert Powell, mayor of la

{Column 1} they chance to be women they will of course turn from the cases where harnesses and shoes made by the boys are displayed to those where all manner of feminine trifles are placed together with the photographs of the Indian girls whose work they are.

The most ambitious articles in the exhibit of woman's work are two dresses displayed on the somewhat angular figures of two sweetly smiling wooden women. One of these was made by Delia Randall, a 20-year-old girl of the Bannock tribe, the other by Nellie Fremont, who is 19 and an Omaha.

Elaborate Dresses Shown.

The first is an elaborate creation in ecru nun's veiling made with enough ruffles and tucks to wear out the patience of an ordinary dressmaker. The sleeves are full in accordance

{Image} SARAH ARCHIQUETTE, AN ONEIDA.

with prevailing modes and the bodice is really extremely well finished.

Miss Fremont's dress is severely tailor-made. The material is blue serge and the costume is not only well finished but it has the business-like air that is the great essential of a successful tailor-made gown.

Among the other articles of dress that have been made by Indian girls with more than creditable neatness are bed slippers crocheted in warm, red wools by Nellie Carey, an Apache girl, undergarments and a child's dress of pink lawn trimmed with ruffles of lace made by Sylvania Cooper, a Crow Indian, 18 years of age.

In fancy work and painted china there is a large representation, and whatever pangs people of romantic tendencies may experience at the thought of the daughters of terror-in-spiring Apache chiefs painting daises on placques and learning the "draw stitch," they will be forced to admit that so far as the specimens of their handicraft are concerned they show as distinct an aptitude for adopting the frills of civilization as their white sisters.

Some Samples of Work Done.

Elizabeth Sickles, 20 years old and an Oneida, contributes an embroidered sachet; Susie Davenport, a Chippewa, a doily in drawn work; Laura Long, a Wyandotte, a centerpiece embroidered with violets and love-knots; Rosa Bourossa, a Chippewa, a large knitted afghan. Rosa is, by the way, an exceptionally bright girl. She has for some time been one of the teachers in the school, and has recently taken the civil service examination in Washington.

A sofa cushion much embroidered and frilled is exhibited by Sarah Archiquette, and Apache. The only article which has about it a touch of the untamed savage is contributed by an Arapahoe girl. This is a pair of tiny beaded moccasins evidently intended for a baby's feet.

The photographs of the students which accompany the exhibit make an interesting

{Image} AN APACHE GIRL.

{Column 2} Chicago Globe 4/27

"WILD WEST" OPENS.

Col. W. F. Cody gives a Performance During a Downpour of Rain.

WAS A GREAT EXHIBITION

In Feats of Daring Horsemanship, Rifle Practice and Border Warfare.

"Buffalo Bill's" congress of Wild West riders gave their initial performance in Chicago yesterday. The performance was all that was claimed for in point of merit, and more. The performance lasted two hours and a half, and the first half of the show was given in a pouring rain. Despite the difficulties of the weather the exhibitions of horsemanship, marksmanship and matchless nondescript feats of skillfulness and daring came off as specified in the program. Col. Cody makes it a feature to carry out specifically what he advertises.

The story of our country so far as it concerns life in the Rocky Mountains and the western plains, has never been half told. Romance itself falls far short of the reality when it attempts to depict the vanguard of pioneers, trappers and scouts, who, moving always in front, have paved the way for the safe approach of the masses behind. The name of Buffalo Bill has already become identified with what seems to be strange traditions and legends of the great west.

Hon. William F. Cody has a combination under his control that illustrates life on the plains. There are bands of Indians, stalwart in their feathers and war paint, cowboys on bucking bronchos and herds of wild buffalos. Fine exhibitions are given in throwing the lariat, as well as the western manner of robbing mail coaches with other kindred scenes and events chracteristic of the border.

The performance began with a grand review, introducing the rough riders of the world and the fully equipped regular soldier of the armies of America, England, France, Germany and Russia. Then came Miss Annie Oakler, or "Little Sure Shot," the most celebrated markswoman in the world. She is a beautiful woman and undoubtedly the surest of all female rifle shots.

There was a free-for-all horse race in which many nationalities were represented. The pony express was a feature. A highly interesting scene was an attack on an immigrant train by Indians who are pulsed by "Buffalo Bill" with his scouts and cowboys. Cowboys, riding at full gallop, leaned from their saddles and snatched small articles from the ground.

The feature of the show is the attack and capture of the Deadwood coach by Indians. This is a most realistic scene. "Buffalo Bill" gave an exhibition of his wonderful ability with the rifle. Performances will continue twice daily,

Tribune 4/27

THE Hon. Buffalo Bill can hardly be considered a weather mascot.

{Column 3} [...] Crosse, Wis., better known as "White Beaver;" J. Irving Pearce, and many world's fair officials. There are seventy-six Ogallala and Brule Sioux with the big show, among them several noted warriors, such as Rain-in-the-Face, the slayer of Capt. Tom Custer; Rocky Bear and No Neck, who have made the tour of the world with Col. Cody; young Red Cloud, son of the old Red Cloud, Standing Bear, High Bear, and Flat Iron. The latter is the town crier and makes all the announcements to the tribe in a tone of voice that resembles a planing mill in operation.

Buffalo Bill has other celebrities, however, besides the red men. There is a genuine Cossack chieftan, Prince Ivan Matheradse; Mahomet Ali, a real bedouin sheik; John Nelson, one of the oldest and best known scouts in the west, and Miss Annie Oakley, one of the best shots in the world. There are cowboys galore and guacheros from the steppes of the Andes, sons of Montezuma; fierce Cossacks of the Don mounted on "Tartars of the Ukraine breed;" gayly comparisoned troops of United States, British, German and French cavalry; a horde of Arabs mounted on thoroughbreds; buffaloes, bucking mustangs, wild horses of the plains, and last but not least the celebrated cowboy band, which can give many of the crack military bands pointers when it comes to music.

Grand Review of Rough Riders.

The Wild West show is going to be a howling success if the excellence of the performance yesterday can be taken as a criterion. It is a panorama of wild life from start to finish, with touches of military splendor and discipline to bring it up to a high standard. The program consisted of a grand review of the rough riders of the world. Perhaps never before have so many widely dwelling horsemen been seen together. The Indian, the Mexican, the Arab, the cowboy, the Cossack, the South American guachero, and the trained cavalryman, appearing together in daring feats of horsemanship, drew forth thunders of applause. It may be remarked that the average Cossack rides as easily with his heels in the air as any other way, while the western cowboy takes the palm in the matter of rough-and-tumble riding.

Some of the features are startingly realistic. The attack on an emigrant train by a crowd of half-naked, howling savages and their defeat by a party of scouts and cowboys is something that surpasses the wildest dreams of the "tank drama" school. The attack on the old Deadwood stage coach and the seige of a settler's cabin by the blood-thirsty redskins are of the same thrilling nature. The military evolutions of the cavalry is bound to appeal to the feminine heart. These are participated in by a company of the Sixth calvery, United States army, a company of the First Uhlan regiment of Emperor William - "Potsdamer Reds," a company of French chasseurs, and a company of the Twelfth landers (prince of Wales' regiment) of the Birtish army.

The Arabs give besides their exhibition in horsemanship a novel program in acrobatic and athletic feats. Miss Anna Oakley, Johnny Baker, and Col. Cody furnish plenty of astonishment by their unique feats of sharpshooting.

The Wild West show this year has 450 persons connected with it, and it promises to be one of the most popular of the many amusements brought before world's fair visitors and the people of Chicago.

A new and most interesting feature was added last week to the excellent programme of Buffalo Bill's Wild West and was witnessed by an immense audience. After weeks of careful preparation Messrs. Cody and Salsbury presented to the public a most realistic reproduction of the famous "Battle of the Little Big Horn; or Custer's Last Charge." The audience saw not only that picturesque hero of the plains, Col. W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill), who was chief of scouts and attached to Gen. Merritt's command near the scene of conflict but several of the very Indian cheifs who helped win the desperate struggle. Many soldiers of the United States army who were in the campaign also take part in the presentation at the "Wild West." This remarkable performance will now be a permanent and most attractive feature of every exhibition and will doubtless increase the interest in attendance at the grand entertainment.