MS6.3779 (Buffalo Bill Cody)

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Chiacgo Record

INDIANS DO HOMAGE.

BESTOW ROSES ON THE DUCHESS

The Scion of Columbus Honored by the Sons of the Aborigines - Buffalo Bill and His Savages Exhibit Before the Nobles.

The duchess of Veragua bowed very low to receive a large cluster of roses from the hands of Johnny Burke No Neck. He wore his little war-bonnet with bright-tipped feathers. Around his body was a red blanket. The loose

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leggins were gay with buckskin fringe and on his feet were beaded moccasins. For a Sioux boy only 8 years old Johnny was very warlike. His coarse, black hair floated rather wildly around his eyes and some one had given him a smear of yellow paint across the nose. When the

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duchess, rising from the front of the box, leaned over to receive the flowers, several thousand people crowding the wild west ampitheater applauded and cheered. In the meantime the duke of Ceragua had arisen and, removing his hat, made a profound bow to Mrs. No Name. The Ogallalla queen grinned until the ocher on her face broke into little wrinkles. She had attired herself with especial care for this visit to the ducal party. Her hair had been laved

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with bear grease until it shone like polished ebony. Her blanket was of the brightest red, with a plaid border. As a special decoration she wore her necklace of elk teeth.

A MEETING BY PROXIES.

The meeting between the lineal descendant of Christopher Columbus and the descendants of the people who were discovered, was not

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accompanied by any formal ceremony. As indicated above, Johnny Burke No Neck handed the duchess a bouquet. The duke bowed to Mrs. No Name. The latter smiled broadly and said: "How!"

Buffalo Bill is in favor of Sunday closing. It sends the people over to his inclosure to watch the bucking ponies, the Cossack daredevils and the Sioux ghose-dancers. Yesterday he had a crowd of 18,000, including the duke of Veragua, the duchess and the ducal suite, and the entire array of visiting naval officers. On 63d street the crowd jammed into the white gates until the cow-boys had to stop selling tickets. The show had begun when the naval officers arrived in coaches and were led to privated boxes, one whole section of which they filled. A few minutes later the ducal party arrived in carriages and was loudly cheered by the people in the street. The entire suite, excepting the Marquis Barbolles and the Marquis Villalobar, marched into the grand stand, led by Maj. Burke under his broad white hat, and took a reserved box in the center. Most of the people in the grand stand rose to their feet and applauded. Just at that part of the programme Miss Annie Oakley was popping away at glass balls. The duke fell in with the show and when she broke eleven balls, one after the other, he clapped his hands. For two hours he watched the blood-and-thunder tactics of the arena with every show of interest, seeming especially pleased with the reckless riding of the cow-boys and Cossacks. Several of the Spanish naval officers came over to the box and presented their compliments. When the different cavalry companies gave their exhibition drill the standard-bearer, who carried the American flag, dipped the color as he galloped by the box. The ducal party became a part of the exhibition.

Buffalo Bill Meets the Duke.

Buffalo Bill did some fancy shooting on horseback and then dashed over to the private box, when he shook hands with the duke and made a number of bows to the others of the party. He then ran down the steps, leaped on his prancing sorrel and cut across the arena like a whirlwind, to the shrieking

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delight of the boys on the benches. The ducal party and the naval officers remained to the close the performance.

The gates were shut, but the public flocked to the World's Fair neighborhood just the same. They lounged around the entrances or straggled up and down the high fenc ienclosing the Midway plaisance. This was a good thing for the side-shows, the cowboy exhibits and the Lake avenue places where sell things to eat and drink. All these institutions made a lot of money. Although the Illinois Central did not run its yellow Exposition trains on quick time it made a cheap rate on the regular suburban trains and landed several thousand people at the World's Fair stations.

Each viaduct over the Midway plaisance is hedged by tall fences with ugly strings of

Chicago Record

Buffalo Bill's wild west show at 63d street and Stony Island avenue continues an immense attraction. Performances are given every day in the week at 3 and 8 p.m.

May 9/43.

Buffalo Bill's Big Show.

The exhibitions of the great Wild West at Sixty-third street, opposite the world's fair, constantly grow in public favor and the enthusiasm of the spectators is unbounded. The character of the entertainment is so unique, its various features so realistic, and as an entirety it is so practically illustrative of the scenes, incidents, and people who inhabit the prairies and mountains of the far west that it is not surprising that it has already become a fixed and powerful world's fair attraction. The Wild West is unprecedented as an attraction that introduces the identical characters of whom it tells. The Indians that take part in the entertainment are the very ones who were prominent in the stirring scenes of the frontier; the horses they ride are veritable untamed western products, and the scenes they enact have been actual occurrences. The Cossacks, Arabs, Mexicans, and cowboys are not imitators, but are the genuine articles, and the military are actual enlisted members of the different corps they represent. Last, but the most prominent of all, is Col. W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill), whose record as scout, guide, and hero of the plains is attested by the highest military authority, and whose history is part of the history of the early days of the great wild west. The vast arena is crowded at every performance, there being two each day, no matter what the character of the weather.

Chicago Times

Mrs. Nellie Cody Jester, from Leavenworth, Kans., is the guest of Mr. and Mrs. I. M. Yost. Mrs. Jester is a sister of the Hon. Wm. Cody, popularly known at home and abroad as "Buffalo Bill." Mr. Cody was at one time a resident of Hays City during the early pioneer days.

Mr. and Mrs. I. M. Yost and family entertained a small circle of musical friends last evening. "This will be simply an informal rehearsal," stated the host as the orchestra was invited into the bright parlors. A most enjoyable evening was found by all the cheerful guests. There were many vocal and [illegible] offered.

Chicago Times

Buffalo Bill's Wild West show, adjoining the world's fair grounds, is one of the big attractions of the season. It is being well patronized and is an entertainment that all can enjoy. The marvelous feats of horsemanship exhibited by Indians and Cossacks and representations of other daring races of men are exciting in the extreme. Buffalo William has certainly succeeded in producing a form of public entertainment that is unique and entirely original.

May 9/93.

5/9/ Record.

Buffalo Bill's wild west show at 63d street and Stony Island avenue continues an immense attraction. Performances are given every day in the week at 3 and 8 p.m.

Times 5/9

FRANK JOHNSON of 15 Cherry street has a painful though not serious wound in the cheek from a revolver in the hands of his brother Fred. Saturday Fred visited Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show, and that night he dreamed he was an early settler attacked by Indians. Frank became one of the Indians of his dreams and received the bullet in his cheek.

May 10 Record

Red Men Smoke the Calumet.

The sixteenth council fire of the Illinois reservation of the Improved Order of Red Men was kindled yesterday morning at Misk-we-nen-ne wigwam, corner Clark and Monroe streets. About one hundred different tribes were represented. A banquet was given to the visiting chiefs last night at 176 and 178 Adams street. Dr. S. M. Schneider was toastmaster. Ex-Con-gressman Owen Scott, Great Sachem Henry Reed Great Sagamore William A. Hoover, Great Sannap Wilson Brooks, and Judge A.C. Higgins responded to toasts. Capt. W. F. Cody was one of the guests.

May 11th Dispach

"Buffalo Bill" Cody has charge of the local end of the cowboy race from Chadron, Neb., to Chicago. He will present the prizes to the winners, consisting of $1000, offered by the originators of the race; $500, by himself, and numerous other trophies. Among the noted riders who will compete are Emil Allright, Sam Beli, of Deadwood; Pete Shaughran and Nick Jones (half breed), of Pine Ridge; Jim Murphy, or Eagle Pass, Tex.: Sam Tyler, of Kingfisher, Okla.; Dynamite Jack, of Crawford, Neb.; Snake Creek Tom. of Snake Creek, Wyo.; Rattlesnake Pete, of Crete, Col.; Cock-eyed Bill, of Mauville, Wyo.; He Dog and Spotted Wolf, Sioux, from Rosebud Agency, and Also Miss Emma Hutchinson, the noted female rider of Denver.

12th Evening Journal

FOR THE COWBOY RACE

Buffalo Bill's Camp Will Be the End of the Long Ride

Harvey Weir, Secretary of the Chadron, (Neb.) Citizens' Committee, having in charge the cowboy race from Chadron to Chicago, writes under date of the 7th instant to Colonel W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill) as follows:

"The cowboy race will start as per programme on June 13, and will end at the grounds of the Wild West. The prize offered by the citizens will be forwarded to you for presentation to the winner in time. There are twenty-one entries and Governor Crounse will fire the pistol shot, the signal agreed upon for starting. Colt's Fine Arms Company have offered a special prize of one of their finest guns."

12th North Platte Tribunal

H.S. Boal, who had been passing a week or ten days in days in Chicago, returned home Friday, bringing with him an important draft horse. He of course was present at the opening of the Wild West Show, and though the weather for the first week was wet and cold, there was a fair audience present at the performances. Mr Boal is confident that the show will be a money-maker.

12th Chicago Post

Buffalo Bill's cowboy band is the only musical organization in the Jackson Park region patriotic enough to put "The Star- Spangled Banner" on its programme.

Chicago Herald mar 12/93.

Cowboy Race from Nebraska.

Harvey Wier, secretary of the Chadron (Neb.) citizens' committee having charge the cowboy race from Chadron to Chicago, has written under date of the 7th inst. to Col. W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill), announcing that the cowboy race will start as per program June 13, and will end at the grounds of the Wild West. The prize offered by the citizens of Chadron will be forwarded to Col. illegible to the winner in time.

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duchess, rising from the front of the box, leaned over to receive the flowers, several thousand people crowding the wild west amphitheater applauded and cheered. In the meantime the Duke of Veragua had arisen and, removing his hat, made a profound how to Mrs. No Name. The Ogallalla queen grinned until the ocher on her face broke into little wrinkles. She had attired herself with especial care for this visit to the ducal party. Her hair had been laved

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with her bear grease until it shone like polished ebony. Her blanket was one of the brightest red, with a plaid border. As a special decoration, she wore her necklace of elk teeth.

A Meeting by Proxies. The meeting between the lineal descendant of Christopher Columbus and the descendants of the people who were discovered, was not

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delight of the boys on the benches. The ducal party and the naval officers remained to the close of that performance.

The gates were shut, but the public flocked to the World's Fair neighborhood just the same. They lounged around the entrances or straggled up and down the high fence enclosing the Midway Plaisance. This was a good thing for the side-shows, the cowboy exhibits and the Lake avenue places where they sell things to eat and drink. All these institutions made a lot of money. Although the Illinois Central did not run its yellow Exposition trains on quick time it made a cheap rate on the regular suburban trains and landed several thousand people at the World's Fair stations.

Each viaduct over the Midway Plaisance is

Chicago

Buffalo Bill's wild west show at 63d street and Stony Island avenue continues an immense attraction. Performances are given every day in the week at 3 and 8 p.m.

Chicago Times 5/9

Buffalo Bill's Big Show. The exhibitions of the great Wild West at Sixty-third street, opposite the world's fair, constantly grow in public favor and the enthusiasm of the spectators is unbounded. The character of the entertainment is so unique, its various features so realistic, and as an entirety it is so practically illustrative of the scenes, incidents and people who inhabit the prairies and mountains of the far west that it is not surprising that it has already become a fixed and powerful world's fair attraction. The Wild West is unprecedented as an attraction that introduces the identical characters of whom it tells. The Indians that take part in the entertainment are the very ones who were prominent in the stirring scenes of the frontier; the horses they ride are veritable untamed western products, and the scenes they enact have been actual occurrences. The Cossacks, Arabs, Mexicans, and cowboys are not imitators, but are the genuine articles, and the military is actual enlisted members of the different corps they represent. Last, but the most prominent of all, is Col. W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill), whose record as scout, guide, and hero of the plains is attested by the highest military authority, and whose history is part of the history of the early days of the great wild west. The vast arena is crowded at every performance, there being two each day, not matter what the character of the weather. Chicago Times May 9/98

--Mrs. Nellie Cody Jester, from Leavenworth, Kans., is the guest of Mr. and Mrs. I.M. Yost. Mrs. Jester is a sister of the Hon. Wm. Cody, popularly known at home and abroad as "Buffalo Bill." Mr. Cody was at one time a resident of Hays City during the early pioneer days.

--Mr. and Mrs. I. M. Yost and family entertained a small circle of musical friends last evening. This will be simply an informal rehearsal," stated the host as the orchestra was invited into the bright parlors. A most enjoyable evening was found by all the cheerful guests. There were many vocal and instrumental contributions offered. The singing of the young folks present was very pleasing. Our space and modesty prevent a more extended report. Prof. Ward and other members of the talented orchestra decide that the singing of "The Old Oaken Bucket," by Mr. F.J. Harris, was something long to be remembered.

Hays City Sentiment May 9/93.

May 10 Red Men Smoke the Calumet. The sixteenth council fire of the Illinois reservation of the Improved Order of Red Men was kindled yesterday morning at Misk-we-nen-ne wigwam, corner Clark and Monroe streets. About one hundred different tribes were represented. A banquet was given to the visiting chiefs last night at 176 and 178 Adams street. Dr. S.M. Schneiderw was toastmaster. Ex-Congressmen Owen Scott, Great Sachem Henry Reed. Great Sagamore William A. Hoover, Great Sannap Wilson Brooks, and Judge A.C. Higgins responded to toasts. Capt. W.F. Cody was one of the guests.

May 11th "Buffalo Bill" Cody has charge of the local end of the cowboy race from Chadron, Neb., to Chicago. He will present the prizes to the winners, consisting of $1,000, offered by the originators of the race; $500, by himself, and numerous other trophies. Among the noted riders who will compete are Emil Alright, Sam Beli, of Deadwood; Pete Shaughraun and Nick Jones (half breed), of Pine Ridge; Jim Murphy, of Eagle Pass, Tex.; Sam Tyler, of Kingfisher, Okla.; Dynamite Jack, of Crawford, Neb.; Snake Creek Tom. of Snake Creek, Wyo.; Rattlesnake Pete, of Crete, Col.; Cock-eyed Bill, of Mauville, Wyo.; He Dog and Spotted Wolf, Sioux, from Rosebud Agency, and Also Miss Emma Hutchinson, the noted female rider of Denver.

12th Evening Journal

FOR THE COWBOY RACE Buffalo Bill's Camp Will Be the End of the Long Ride Harvey Weir, Secretary of the Chadron (Neb.) Citizens' Committee, having in charge the cowboy race from Chadron to Chicago, writes under the date of the 7th instant to Colonel W.F. Cody (Buffalo Bill) as follows:

12th North Platte Tribune

--H.S. Boal, who had been passing a week or ten days in days in Chicago, returned home Friday, bringing with him an important draft horse. He of course was present at the opening of the Wild West Show, and though the weather for the first week was wet and cold, there was a fair audience present at the performances. Mr. Boal is confident that the show will be a money-maker.

12th Chicago Park Buffalo Bill's cowboy band is the only musical organization in the Jackson Park region patriotic enough to put "The Star-Spangled Banner" on its programme.

Cowboy Race from Nebraska. Harvey Wier, secretary of the Chadron (Neb.) citizens committee having in charge the cowboy race from Chadron to Chicago, has written under date of the 7th inst. to Col. W.F. Cody (Buffalo Bill), announcing that the cowboy race will start as per program June 13, and will end at the grounds of the Wild West. The prize offered by the citizens of Chadron will be forwarded to Col. Cody for presentation to the winner in time. There are twenty-one entries and Gov. Crounse will fire the pistol shot, the signal agreed upon for starting. Colts Fine Arms company have offered a special prize of their finest gun.

Col. Cody will give a dinner Wednesday evening, among the guests being: Duke and Duchess of Chatfield Chatfield-VEragua. Taylor. Prince Bonaparte. Miss Barnes. Mr. and Mrs. Hobart

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Omaha Daily News May 10 /93

NEBRASKA DAY AT CHICAGO.

Indications that the Occasion Will Be an Interesting Feature of the Fair.

CHICAGO, Ill., May 9.--[Special Telegram to THE BEE.]-- Complete details have not yet been perfected for the celebration of June 8, Nebraska day. Commissioner General Garner has already commenced preparations and for the past few days has been in Omaha with the perfect plans for a rejoicing such as will impress upon the representatives of every nation in Christendom, as well as Chicago, the fact that there is such a state as Nebraska and that it can whoop things up at this Columbian exposition in real western style.

Colonel Cody and his Wild West will be conspicuous participants in the fete. Major Burke, Buffalo Bill's general manager, told THE BEE'S correspondent this afternoon that he was going into the Nebraska celebration with a whole heart, and remarked that he felt certain the state day would be the day of all days during the whole fair season.

The arrangments have been left to Mr. Garneau. As at present mapped out the plan is for the whole Wild West collection of riders from all parts of the world to act as an escort to Governor Crounse. There will be uniformed and mounted. It has not yet been so decided, but a parade from down town is contemplated. Colonel Cody has already begun advertising Nebraska day with big colored lithographs, showing himself mounted and escorted by a federal cavalryman bearing the United

States flag, and a state trooper carrying the standard of Nebraska.

IMPROVED RED MEN IN COUNCIL.

Sixteenth Annual Illinois Convention Closes With a Banquet to the Visitors.

Red men of high degree, chiefs of renown and promising "bucks" were in council yesterday at the wigwam, corner of Adams and Clark streets. It was the sixteenth annual convocation of the Illinois Improved Order of Red Men. The attendance was the largest and in many respects more distinguished than any previous one in the history of the order. The report of the treasurer showed the great council of the state to be in better condition than ever before. The state membership is 5,000 and the delegates composing yesterday's council represented seventy-five different state tribes. The increase in membership, finance and the general condition of the order since 1888 has been greater than during any similar period. Among the distinguished visitors were: Ex-Congressman Scott, of Bloomington; Representative Stringer, of Belleville; A. F. Heineman, of Bloomington, and Judge Higgins, of Chicago.

William F. Cody, the grand sachem of Nebraska, the "Buffalo Bill of the world, was also there. He paid his respects to the council as a whole, fraternally grasped the hands of his fellow members and characteristically referred to the days when the "noble red men" were less civilized and the "councils" were for a purpose foreign to that of yesterday.

This evening the various degrees of the order as exemplified by the numerous Chicago degree teams will be held in the same wigwam. Thursday afternoon the visiting members of the order will be the guests of the Chicago tribes in a lake excursion. Friday evening Logan Tribe No. 47 will entertain the visitors at the West Chicago club, 50 Throop street, with a grand ball typical in its appointments of teh Order of Red Men.

The Chicago tribes entertained the visiting members last evening at the Chicago cafe. In this period of banquets incidental to the world's fair, few, if any, have surpassed that of last night in fellowship. The menu was excellent, the floral tributes many and pleasing and the interchange of fraternal greetings exceptionally free, instructive and commemorative. Toasts were answered by Owen Scott, Henry Reed, W. A. Hoover, Wilson Brooks, A. C. Higgins. The toastmaster of the evening was S. N. Schneider, on either side of whom sat.

Past great sachems - Henry Reed, Chicago. Owen Scott, Bloomington. A. F. Heineman, Bloomington. W. H. Holland, Freeport. George H. Tandy, great chief of records, Freeport. W. H. Hoover, great senior sagamore, Streator. A. C. Higgins, Chicago. Wilson Brooks, great sannap, Chicago.

Among the guests of the evening from abroad were:

W.D. Newton, Bloomington, N. W. Whitley, Spring'ld, C.W. Roberts, Charleston, J. A. Harden, Kansas. E. Weisse, Moline. H. C. Sparrow, Bloomington, B. L Hawley, Danville, S. E. Meacham, Peoria, Julius May, Cairo. C. H. Keeler, Dixon. D.A.K. Andrus, Rockford, Wm. Baker, Rock Island. Chas. Oehlman, Quincy.

The Chicagoans present were:

L.P. Boyle, Frank Stanley, W.J. McGarigle, C. F> Driscoll, W. B. Shannon, John Byrne, P. J. Hanswirth, J. W. Reynolds, E. Hartman, M. Wasserman, E. Mandelbaum, Aug. Gassiero.

The ladies of the visiting members were escorted in a body to the theater by a committee of ladies from the Pocahontas degree. The next annual meeting of the order will be held at Dixon, Ill., the second Tuesday in May next, in the year 404 according to the calendar of the order.

Chicago Herald May 14, 93

Two of Buffalo Bill's Indians daubed their faces with fresh paint yesterday morning and started out to see the world's fair without a guide. They took the trail that runs due east from the Sixty-second street entrance, and finding that it ended in the lake they

SCOUTS AS THEY WERE

THEY BORE LITTLE RESEMBLANCE TO DIME MUSEUM "FREAKS."

The Vigilant, Cool, Navy Men Who Carried Messages from Post to Camp When the Indians Were no the Warpath Rarely Wore Long Hair - How Some of These Brave Fellows Met the Death That Always Seemed to Stare Them in the Face.

Cheap melodramas and sensational "Wild West" shows have accustomed the rising generation to the sight of an individual with long hair, garbed in buckskin, who shoots at glass balls and calls himself a "scout." These circus tricksters boast of the number of redskins that they have killed, juggle with their revolvers, and are ready, for 25 cents, to sell you a sensational account of the life and adventures and deeds of "Wild Bill" or "Buckskin Jo," or any other patronymic that they choose to adopt and think is catchy to the eye or ear of imaginative and credulous greenhorns. The claims of these self-named mountebanks are not supported by evidence, and even their performances of shooting glass balls whilst in motion are aided by trickery.

Properly speaking a scout is a person sent out in the front or on the flank of a military command to observe the force and movements of the enemy. He should be a keen observer and withal fleet of foot or well mounted. There are a number of unmarked graves along the Arkansas River and the tributaries of the Canadian and Smoky Hill - graves were never loving hands have strewn flowers, resting places over which no prayer has ever been said or memorial slab or stone placed - tenanted by men who died by violence, died "with their boots on." Many of these graves are tenanted by scouts killed by hostile Indians whilst acting as couriers, spies, or dispatch bearers.

In 1867-'68 we were at war with the Cheyennes, and during the winter Gen. Alfred Sully made the campaign an offensive one by moving with his command into the medicine country of the hostiles, south of where Dodge City, Kas., now stands. The entire campaign was under the general direction of Maj. - Gen. Philip H. Sheridan. The war claims of the latter for promotion to be Lieutenant-General, vice Sherman, vice Grant, were supplements by active Indian service prior to March 4, 1869, but Phil Sheridan never remained long in any one place, and several good soldiers, acting as dispatch bearers, were sacrificed owing to their unfamiliarity with the topography of the country in which Gen. Sully was operating.

Thirteen Civilian Scouts.

In consequence of these losses Gen. Sheridan authorized the employment by the United States of twelve citizen scouts at a compensation of $100 a month, and one chief of scouts who was paid $150 a month. These men were sworn into the service at Fort Dodge. In addition to the pay mentioned, each scout was furnished with a good horse, with all the arms, ammunition, etc., he wanted, with rations same as issued to enlisted men, free medical attendance, with fuel and comfortable quarters when within the limits of any government post. Each scout was told that if he chose he could, in confidence, give to the post Adjutant his true name, and that the officer would make it his duty, in case the scout was killed in the discharge of his duty, to communicate the fact to the postoffice address of any person or persons whom he might wish to be so notified.

Without exception the thirteen men were American born. All had histories. Every scout had one address or more to communicate, coupled with some message to give. None of these men were of the Texas ranger or cowboy type in dress or appearance. Only two wore their hair long. One was discharged for cowardice in falsely reporting the location of a large body of hostiles on Coon Creek, between Fort larned and Fort Dodge, investigation having proved the presence only of a long line of high weeds which, seen at a distance against the horizon, were mistaken for men and were so reported by the scout too imaginative or too timid to make a thorough reconnaissance. This man's name was William Seymour, enlisted under the name of Apache Bill. He was afterward killed in an affray at Junction City, Kas. Another scout named Webster was discharged for shooting his horse in the neck while carelessly and unnecessarily discharging his firearms within the limits of a military post. Two of the scouts. Fanshaw and Davis, were killed by the Cheyennes while in the act of watering their horses at Mulberry Creek, one of the small tributaries of the Arkansas, on the south side of the river. Their remains were interred in the Fort Lodge Cemetery.

Fought Until Killed.

On one occasion two scouts, Wheeler and Moore, were sent with dispatches for Gen. Sheridan. They made the trip to a point near Fort Sill, I. T., in safety, and faithfully delivered their papers. A package of official documents was given them in return, with orders to deliver the same to Col. McKeever at Fort Hays. The papers never reached their destination. Guided by Indians, a detachment of soldiers found on Beaver Creek, in the summer of 1869, a human skull, pelvis, and other bones which had been picked clean of flesh by the wolves and coyotes. The Indians said that the preceding year they had caught sight of the scouts making their way northward through the pan-handle portion of Texas, south of the Adobe walls, on the Canadian, and surmised that the couriers had purposely made a long detour westward in order to avoid the region the hostiles infested. The savages alleged that they intercepted the two men near Beaver Creek and first killed their horses. Thus dismounted and more than a hundred miles from friendly aid Moore and Wheeler were killed after a resistance desperate enough to impress the Cheyennes with respect for their bravery.

Another of the scouts was a man named Ransome, alias Ledford. He claimed to have been captured by rebel forces during the war while engaged as a spy. According to his

that gleaming knife made a strange exciting tableau.

Another ex-scout, known as Curly Walker, was killed near Dodge by a resident of Salina, Kas., in an encounter resulting from an effort on the part of Walker to sell al lot of cattle stolen and runoff by him from their lawful owner. This man Walker was cowed once when drunk and disorderly at Fort Doge in a way that Liet.-Col. John R. Brooke is too modest to tell about. Bob Wright was present when he was killed. He was pierced by several bullets from a Winchester rifle whilst dismounting from his horse, and died with one hand on his revolver vainly struggling to release it from the holster in the stitching of which the hammer was caught. In the other hand "Curly" Walker had a revolver, which, in this death throes, he used as a knife, repeatedly thrusting it into the prairie sod, discharging it and bursting the weapon by the act.

Another of the scouts was a man of education from Philadelphia and the nephew of an ex-Union soldier, at one time the postmaster of St. Louis. His fate is unknown.

Scout O. J. Whitman was found dead on the plains, his head resting in his saddle, used as a pillow, his horse and arms gone - scalped - an arrow through his heart. He was killed while asleep.

If these lines are read by any survivors of the fight of Aug. 17, 18, 19, and 20, 1868, on the Arrickeree Fork of the Republican River, Kansas, the place where Lieut. Beecher was killed, he or they will remember Malcolm Graham as one of the men who ran the gantlet of the Indians surrounding that island in the river and made his way unwounded to Gen. Bankhead at Fort Wallace, thus securing relief for the Forsyth party. Graham was one of the scouts under John Austin at Fort Dodge and did good service in that capacity.

Capt. Harry Reade, who for eighteen years was an officer of the Twenty-fifth United States Infantry, was formerly a scout in government service upon the Western plains. He never wore a buckskin suit or affected long hair, however, and in the quiet retirement of his Massachusetts home knows not the perils of the days when he, with only a single companion scout, carried dispatches through a region popular with Kiowa, Arapahoe, and Cheyenne Indians who ambushed the watering places, fired the river bottoms, and whose keen-eyed abilities sought by every artifice and skillful device to intercept, chase down, and kill the government scouts.

The Wild West Show.

"Buffalo Bill's" Wild West show, including the best cavalry regiments of France, England, Germany, and the United States, have all been drawn upon for a detachment of picked soldiers. The Cossacks, led by a prince of their people, the Arab, the Mexican, the native American Indian, fresh from the frontier, and our own famous cowboy are all represented by the very best of their respective types. The sports, pastimes, modes of warfare, customs, and habits of these various peoples are all represented in picturesque arrangement, while contributing to the entertainment of visitors the management of this aggregation has also been especially careful to provide in every

way for the comfort of their patrons. All methods of transportation south have been directed to the very gates of this exhibition. The Illinois Central has erected a handsome 300-foot station close to the entrance, the elevated, electric, and grip cars have arranged to land passengers at the gates, and visitors in the popular Columbia coaches are also taken to the doors. Two entrances have been provided, one on Sixty-second street and one on Sixty-third street. With admirable regard for the comfort of guests arrangements have been perfected by which visitors to teh Wild West can obtain a meal nicely served for the modest summer 50 cents.

EVENTS OF THE TIME TO COME.

Society Has Largely Engaged Its Time for Several Weeks Ahead.

The Carleton Club has made arrangments with W. F. Cody and Nate Salisbury for the club to attend a performance of Buffalo Bill's Wild West show on Saturday evening, June 3. All the boxes have been reserved.

WILD WEST

The completeness of detail adn the genuine historic and educational realism of Buffalo Bill's Wild West have made the exhibition a pronounced success. It is now no uncommon thing to see the vast covered grand stand, which seats 18,000 people, taxed to its capacity to accommodate the enthusiastic audiences which attend the picturesque performances. Every day, Sundays included, and rain or shine, two performances are given, afternoon and evening. The Wild West is a most exhilarating and enjoyable exhibition. Led by the famous scout, Colonel W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill) in person, the representatives of the rough riders of the world, the most celebrated cavalry detachments, and the picturesque Indians combine to give a performance as novel as it is gratifying to pleasure-seekers.

FOUGHT WITH A COSSACK.

Two Policemen Have a Lively Time with One of Buffalo Bill's Men.

A lively struggle took place last night

SITTING BULL'S LOG CABIN.

Scene of the Noted Chief's Death the Mecca of Interested Visitors.

An exhibit of more than ordinary interest is one in connection with Buffalo Bill's Wild West show, under the corporate name of the

[IMAGE] SITTING BULL'S LOG CABIN.

Sitting Bull Log Cabin Company. The company has purchased the famous log cabin in which the old Sioux lived and where he was arrested and killed, and have rebuilt it, log for log, piece for piece, just as it stood upon the Dakota plain. The door, perforated with

[IMAGE] INTERIOR OF THE CABIN

bullet holes when he was killed, hangs from the same hinges upon which it swung on that fateful day in December, 1890, when the old enemy of the pale face received the wounds that sent him into eternity.

The log cabin is filled with curious trophies and relics, not the least interesting being a

[IMAGE] CURLY, THE CROW SCOUT.

large bull skin on which, with consummate art, Sitting Bull had drawn a number of graceful horses. That he painted them in blue and red and yellow was doubtless due to the fact that he had no colors but those afforded by the mineral hills of the northwest with which to do his work. A fine portrait in out of the old man, done by Mrs. Weldon

[IMAGE} THE WAR DANCE.

of Brooklyn, adorns the cabin wall, and the Sioux Indians in Buffalo Bill's show admire this accurate likeness very much and declare it "good."

At the cabin yesterday afternoon were Rain-in-the-Face, the chief, who led Custer and his gallant 200 into the jaws of death at the Little Big Horn, and "Curly," the Crow scout, who was Custer's most trusted messenger, and who was the sole survivor of that dreadful massacre. It was Curly whom Custer sent to Gen. Terry for aid after he found himself caught in the trap that Chief Gaul and Rain-in-the-Face had set for him. As a study in recent Indian history the log cabin and its habitues can scarcely be excelled.

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CHIEF OF SCOUTS

Frontier Hero Whose Name Will Live in History.

Colonel William F. Cody and His Valuable Services to His Country.

His Valor and Courage the Theme or the Great Writers of the War--Praised by Custer, Logan and Sheridan, and Indorsed by Buell, Emory, Merritt and Sherman--Endured the Terrors of the West for the Protection of the People and Not for Cheap Notoriety.

In the mind of the rising generation there exists considerable doutbt as to whether or not such a thing as a real live frontier scout ever existed. Yet along the borders of the Arkansas river and its numberous tributaries, on the sides of the black hills, are hundreds of little graves where no loving hand has set even a headstone to mark the spot where a scout lies, while on the great prairies and in the river bottoms and valleys hundreds of little heaps of whitened bones show where faithful scouts, in twos and threes, have fallen beneath the shower of hostile arrows.

Greatest of Them All.

Among those who have survived the awful privations of this hazardous life, the most conspicuous of all the heroes of the plains is Colonel W. F. Cody, or as he is better known, Buffalo Bill. During the past thirty years no name has been so often mentioned in the war office reprots as that of Colonel Cody. In the writings of Generals Custer, Logan and Sheridan, as well as many other famous Indian fighters, Colonel Cody is a prominent figure and is held to the light as the ideal scout, a courageous soldier and a patriot of the stamp to which the west owes its present prosperity. No thoughtful person can hesitate to give such men as Wild Bill Hitchcock, California Joe, Frank Gruard, gallant Jim White and Buffalo Bill the undying credit they deserve. Of these brave men who guided our little frontier regiemtns in and out of the hostile countries, who rode by night and day to fight and die beside the wagon train or adobe cabin of some unfortunate settler, Buffalo Bill alone remains. The history of his life is but a part of that of his country.

Name Lives in History.

Thousands of letters from such men as Generals Sheridan, Custer, Logan, Buell, Emory, Merritt and Sherman, show how high Colonel Cody was held in their estimation and how much confidence these warriors placed in his abilities and advice. In late years Colonel J. W. Forsyth and General Miles have shown the same confidence, which the records of the war department prove was never violted. Though in the service of his country many years and the hero of a thousand desperate rides, and though he could justify claim the credit of a dozen battles, Colonel Cody has asked nothing from the government beyond the ordinary pay of a scout when on actual duty, and, while holding a colonel's commission, he has always preferred to assume the more dangerous duties of a scout.

It is as it should be, that the honor or conveying to the residents of foreign lands at least a faint idea of the hardships and privations that marked the onward march of the pioneers in bygone days, should devolve upon the man whose very name was held in reverence by those of the weaker sex who, by chance or fortune, had found their way into the far west; whose name has in war times brought something akin to fear to the stoic red men.

Buffalo Bill is proud of his title; he thinks more of the uncouth appellation than of the military handle "Colonel," which his army connection connection entitles him to use. Nor is this altogether to be wondered at. It was under this cognoment that he learned the cunning of the copper skinned aboriginals and became an adept in fighting them with their own weapon - devilish stealth. Under this title W. F. Cody earned the reputation of being the "greatest scout on earth."

In all the broken country known as the far west there is not footbath, perhaps, where the treacherous warrior has trod, but Buffalo Bill can point it out. No man today, either in or out of the army, is better acquainted with the general topography of that territory.

Led the March.

The march of civilization has been gradual. In 1865 there were fully 165,000 Pawnee, Sioux, Cheyenne, Kiowa and Arapahoe Indians in and about the Bad Lands and No Man's Land districts. Each succeeding year saw the great tribes lessened in strength of numbers, and their decadene could only be likened to the disappearance of the mighty herds of buffalo that once roamed the plains. Perhaps the Sioux uprising in 1891 is the last revolt of Indians the world will have to contend with. To the young minds the tales of early struggles are always welcome as well as beneficial and no one will argue but that an illustration of those pioneer times is a great aid to the rising generation. Nor will anyone contend that the effort could be successfully accomplished by any other than one who had spent a life on the plains.

William F. Cody knew scarce any home

The editor of THE SUNDAY DEMOCRAT has known Colonel Cody for the past twenty-five years. He has done more, perhaps, to build up the western country than any other living man. The War Department at Washington will show conclusively that his record is that of a brave man and a great scout. He needs no certificate of character to prove these facts, but THE SUNDAY DEMOCRAT gives below a few of the numerous strong letters from the highest civil and military authorities in this country. His fame is worldwide. He is as well known and beloved in Europe as in America, but he is an American of whom we are justly proud.

STATE OF NEBRASKA.

To all whom these presents shall come, gretting:

Know ye, that I, John M. Thayer, governor of the state of Nebraska, reposing special trust and confidence in the integrity, patriotism and ability of the Hon. William F. Cody, on behalf and in the name of the state, do hereby appoint and commission him as aide-de-camp of my staff, with the rank of colonel, and do authorize and empower him to discharge the duries of said office according to law.

In testimy whereof I have hereunto subscribed my name and caused to be [SEAL.] affixed the great seal of the state. Done at Lincoln this 8th day of March. A. D., 1867. JOHN M. THAYER.

By the governor. G. L. LAUR. See'y of State.

The following letter received with a photograph of the hero of the "March to the Sea," Gen. W. T. Sherman:

New York, December 25, 1886.

To Col. Wm. F. Cody

With the best compliments of one who, in 1866, was guided by him up the Republican, then occupied by the Cheyennes and Arapahoes as their ancestral hunting grounds, now transformed into farms and cattle ranches, in better harmony with modern civilization, and with his best wishes tha the succeed in his honorable efforts to represent the scenes of that day to a generation then unborn. W.T. SHERMAN, Gen'l.

New York, December 28, 1886.

Col. Wm. F. Cody:

DEAR SIR:- Recalling the many facts that came to me while I was adjutant- general of the Division of the Missouri, under General Sheridan, bearing upon your efficiency, fidelity, and daring as a guide and scout over the country west of the Missouri river and east of the Rocky Mountains. I take pleasure in observing your success in depicting in the East the early life of the West. Very truly tours, JAMES B. FRY, Ass't Adj'tGen'l, Brevet Maj. Gen'l. U. S. A.

Headquarters Army of the U.S.,

Washington, D. C., Jan. 7, 1887

Col. Wm. F. Cody was a scout, and served in my command on the western frontier for many years. He was always ready for duty, and was a cool, brave man, with unimpeachable character. I take pleasure in commending him for the many services he has rendered to the Army, whose respect he enjoys for his manly qualities. P.H. SHERIDAN, Lieut-Gen'l.

Los Angeles, Cal. Jan 7, 1878.

Col. Wm. F. Cody: Dear Sir- Having visited your great exhibition in St. Louis and New York City, I desire to congratulate you on the success of your enterprise. I was much interested in the various life-like representations of western scenery, as well as the fine exhibiton of skilled markmanship and magnificent horsemanship. You not only represent the many interesting featrues of frontier life, but also the difficulties and dangers that have been encountered by the adventurous and fearless pioneers of civilization. The wild Indian life as it was a few years ago will soon be a thing of the past, but you appear to have selected a good class of Indians to represent that race of people, and I regard your exhibition as not only very intersting but practically instructive. Your services on the frontier were exceedingly valuable. With best wishes for your success, believe me very truly yours. NELSON A. MILES,

Brigadier-General, U. S. A.

"HE IS KING OF THEM ALL."

Headquarters, Mounted Recruiting Service, St. Louis, Mo., May 7, 1885.

Major John M. Burke: Dear Sir - I take pleasure in saying that in an experience of about thirty years on the plains and in the mountains, I have seen a great many guides, scouts, trailers, and hunters, and Buffalo Bill (W. F. Cody) is King of them all. He has been with me in seven Indian fights, and his services have been invaluable.

Very respectfully yours, EUGENE A. CARR,

Brevet Major-General, U. S. A.

Bonaparte and Gen. Miles and Staff Guests of Col. Cody.

All the tourists of America and foreign countries who have Chicago as their objective point, recently or remotely, have heard of Buffalo Bill's Wild West exhibition, and keep the fact well in mind. They seem to be

BUFFALO BILL'S "WILD WEST."

For realism that actually illustrates without being in any degree offensive, for picturesque groupings, admirable arrangement of color, effect and incident, Buffalo Bill's Wild West has rarely, if ever, been qualed. The beautiful drill of the representative cavalry detachments from England, Germany, France and the Untied States always evokes rounds of deserved applause. The wonderful work of the Indian, the cowboys, the Cossack, the Mexican and the Arab excites wonder and admiration. The horsemen of the world, rough and educated, are fully represented and give handsome exhibitions. Visitors are comfortably provided for in all sorts of weather, as rain or shine makes no difference in the performance, which is given twice each day, Sundays included. All railroads going south land passengers almost at the very gates of the "Wild West." The Illinois Central has built a commodious new tation, as has also the elevated railroad. The cable and electric cars take visitors to the entrance, as also do the handsome coaches of the Columbian Coach company.

Nate Salsbury was one of the most brilliant comedians who eve ventured his talents in farce cemedy. He was then a clean-shaven, neat, brisk young man, with the quizzing glance and sarcasm of a character-student and a mimic. He was a delightful after-dinner talker and had the wit of current and classic literature at his sharp tongue's end. He was immensely popular and financially little less than a marvel to the average thespic fortune hunter. Now Mr. Saulsbury is joing proprietor of Buffalo Bill's Wild West and a millionaire - has ranches, rentals, lives most of his time in a tent within shooting distance of yelping Comanches and is finely aging with deep-cut facial lines of calculation, a hardy prairie complextion, square shoulders and pointed whiskers. But he is not a whit less entertaining. He is the greatest impromptu story teller I ever knew.

He has forgotten that he ever was an actor but the genius of mimicry and keen appreciation of humor has never deserted him. I caught him this morning in one of his most amusing reminiscent moods. The encouraging weather and the first boot-shine that conscience really could approve since the opening of the Wild West show had mellowed Nathan into a mood embroidered with halos.

He greeted me with a smile worth one gondolier pour-boire and enthusiastically offered me the bouquet of tuberoses and cape jassamine Col. Cody always has in his own tent. I accepted the smile and waited for the celebrated scout's arrival to add some permission to the deed of flowers, then finally attuned Nate's susceptible lyre into the serio-comic. He hummed "Up Went the Price," "I Flatter That I Stutter," and recited scraps of heroic measure from the grander dramatists, then fell into patriotic recollection of his visit to Spain. Apropos the Columbian Exposition he referred to that celebrated statue of the venerate hero of this immediate hour which adorns the Barcelon harbor. Nothing more superb in sculpture has been contributed to art. It stands looking out to sea with such magnificent sympathy, reverence and pride expressed that any wanderer must be arrested by its grandeur.

Maj. Burke and Saulsbury landed as near the port of Barcelona as foreign ships are permitted to come. The hardbor is quite a respectful distance from the crumbling-walled vegas of "balmy garlic and guitar," and the morning the doughty major and Nate arrived it was sultry, damp and threatening. Everything was retarded by Spanish vigilance, their show was in custody about eight miles at sea and likely to stay there awhile, Nate was hungry and had not been a howling success in his divers efforts to "hablo" at the surprised natives, so he was not quite in tune with a patriotic vertigo which seized the major at sight of the Barcelona Columbus.

"Yes," vigorously asserted Nate, "it's good, the best I ever saw, but where is the hotel and bill-poster?"

"Saulsbury," orated the major, lifting his hat, "can't you drop the show when in the presence of America's discoverer?"

"That's all right, Burke, but business before the spread eagle."

"Well, sir," said the major with heroic dignity, "if you insist upon shop interest in such an imposing prescence permit me to present it to you in another light. There stands our advance agent 400 years ahead of us!"

Nate has a small book of jokes laid up against the major, but this was one instance when the military gentleman had the best of it.

John Mackay gave Cody, Saulsbury and Maj. Burke a dinner in Paris a year or so ago and a party of tremendous swells belonging to the MacKay set were there to meet westerners. The subject of Texas outlawry was broached and the major waxed eloquent in the defense of that doubtful state. "Nobody risks any personal inconvenience, sirs, in traveling through Texas. It is the golden state of the union and her citizens are both courteous and law abiding. Why, talk about necessary fire-arms! I am a soldier and I went through the entire state without anything more than a toothpick."

"Well," said Salsbury, "that's all you needed. You didn't do anything but eat."

Saulsbury mauled Miss Ray Samuels, a pretty soprano singer, who had something of a fortune left her by somebody. He has a charming family of boys and girls and they all travel wherever the energetic father goes.

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Colnel Cody's Wild WEst is the Mecca of European visitors. The English, French, German, Italian and Belgian press representatives all visited the camp of Buffalo Bill on arrival. The latest visitor was Prince Roland Bonoparte, who is well known on the continent as a sceintist and as a leader among anthrophological students. When the Wild West was in Paris the congress of anthropologists daily visited the camp and photographed the Indians, also taking the texture of hair, color of eyes and other peculiarities of the red man, and interviewed them on the traditions and sueprstitions of their race. The result will be chronicled in a history of man by that congress. The prince and his party of scientists visited the Wild West yesterday, renewing old acquantances and expressing the pleasure the entertainment gave, as well as the interest now attached to it, by its aggregation of different races, by the student of mankind. On Saturday General Miles and staff highly complimented Colonel Cody on his congress of primitive horsemen and his national military exhibition.

VIEW OVER THE FENCE

THAT'S ALL THE FAIR THE MASSES SEE

They Pour Down South by Thousands, Overflowing Buffalo Bill's Show, Patronizing Fakirs and Hanging Around the Gates in Trying to Get a Little Fun.

Another fair day dawned over Jackson park yesterday and the sun dispensed a pleasant warmth over the white city. The flowers opened their petals to bathe them in the sun's rays and the birds fluttered around the budding trees on the wooded island. But the gay crowd that gave a human picturesqueness to the world's fair was absent. Only a few figures moved about the grounds and the only sound that proclaimed the presence of human beings within the gates was the tapping of hammers and the buzz of saws. Again a puritanical Sabbatarians disputed the number of people who tried to get into Jackson park last Sunday. A little calculation of yesterday's attendance will easily place the matter beyond doubt. From 10 o'clock in the morning until 5 in the evening there was an almost continuous stream of wanderers passing down Stony Island avenue along the whole western extent of the fair grounds. Then there was a line of buggies carriages, tallyho coaches and other rigs, wich contained people who desired to have a glimpse of the fair buildings over the fence. And while these people passed along, whether on foot or in carriages, a host had crowded into Buffalo Bill's show. Every seat was occupied. The accommodation is estimated to be sufficient for at least 18,000 people. When the show was over the streets were literally packed with people who would have spent their time wandering through the world's fair but for the action of the sabbatarians. Prince Roland Bonaparte and a party of friends drove down to the fair but stopped at the show, as did Sol Smith Russell and several members of his company.

WILL BE A HOT RACE.

Cyclists and Cowboys to Ride form Chadron, Neb., to Chicago.

ABOUT 500 MILES TO COVER.

First Great Road Race Between Horses and Men on Record-They Will Start June 1.

On June 13 will start from Chadron, Neb., one of the most unique and interesting cycling races. Two men mounted on bicycles and two men mounted on horses will run over the country roads that lie between the Nebraska town and Chicago, and the sport promises to be hot and full of strategy for at least a good bit of the distance. This affair has come about through a scheme of the Hon. William F. Cody, otherwise known as "Buffalo Bill," to have run from Chadron a race between cowboys on horses. It was announced some time ago that two hardy cowboys would start from Chadron on June 13, mounted to their favorite horses, and make a race for life across the great stretch of country between that starting point and this city. Of course the affair would be attended with great eclat on the finish of the race in Chicago, but the pesky wheelmen promise to take the edge off the plan by making the pace for the cowboys, and, as a matter of course, beating them badly. Buffalo Bill cannot prevent the two Nebraskan cyclists from starting at the same time and on the road with the cowboys even if he has the desire to do so, which is by no means probable. The cyclists have an idea that they can ride the boots off the wild men of the plains, and if the enthusiasm that is now being worked up about the race out in Chadron is any voucher, the wheelmen will give the horsemen such a chase as they never before knew the like of.

The distance to be ridden over is about 500 miles, a few miles of which are in Nebraska and the balance in the states of Iowa and Illinois. The country roads in the latter two common wealths are, as a general rule, in very fair condition in the month of June, and if the cyclists are at all in condition they can leave the cowboys as far behind that the whole affair will be forgotten before the horsemen can get into town. Such, at least, is the opinion of local wheelmen who have been consulted about it. The average road ridder over average roads can do ten miles an hour nicely. This will be the average running and will include stops. But giving the cyclists an extra day for rest and idling they can assuredly do the 500 miles in six days. Such riding as this would kill any horse in the world in one day. General Miles, of the Department of the Missouri, who knows something of the capacity of horses for road work, laughs at the idea of any animal, however well fitted for such travel, doing 100 miles in twelve hours. How easily it is done by wheelmen is demonstrated by the existence of hundreds of "century," or 100-mile, clubs scattered all

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Peoples Press DULUTH AND SUPERIOR, MAY 13,

THE WILD WEST.

Amy Leslie, brilliant descriptive writer and art critic contributes to the Chicago News a long article in which she takes the same position as THE PEOPLE'S PRESS, i.e., that Buffalo Bill's American Historical Exhibit is the most appropriate and interesting department of the World's Fair. Buffalo Bill's Park adjoins Jackson Park, and is therefore virtually a department of the Exposition, although under a seperate management. The amiable Amy says:

Some time ago I listened to a pleasant discourse upon World's Fair art by Lorado T-ft, and though intensely enthusiastic and complimentary, as every one must needs be in commenting upon the exquisite works, about every third model Mr. Taft would dismiss with the significantly amiable remark: "I do not quite know what it represents or signifires, except that is is eminently artistic and beautiful." That is the one absent quality in the gracious art smiling with life at our portals. It does not quite mean anything American, and therefore does not speak to stranger visitors of our nation, but reminds them of their own, and commemoration of signal events are not entitled to so much of a country's homeage. It is one thing to discover a world and another to people it, jewel it with heaven's gentlest benisons and slave for the might, glory and perfection of all its promight, glory and perfection of all its promised wealth. If any memory of the pioneer force in American culture is indicated in the World's-Fair decorative exhibitions it must be very stealthily expressed. In place of gilded Dianas and huge Ajaxes, winged houris and exultant dragons, how infinitely more surprising and dramatic would have been e group of ungovernable praire horses, startling weestern riders and Daniel Boone, Kit Carson, Old Jim Bridger and Buffalo Bill. Of course the primitive slush of illiterate penny-dreadfuls has tarnished the princely achievements of this type of American hero. We are accustomed to a sort of dime-novel or Frank Chanfrau interpretation of these splendid characters and the proof of great worthiness is that even under so uncouth a cloud they have always shone out resplendent.

I was more impressed with this forgivable virtue by a visit to Cody's "Wild West" today. There is the American Exposition which will attract foreigners when they are tried of staring at the Indian gentleness of faultless outlines and evidences of superb culture. They willl bring up at the Cody show every time and they will find Americans real Americans, there - if not in teh audience, in the performance,

How a heroic statue of Buffalo Bill, with his magnificent physique, picturesque accouterments and scout impertuosity, would, have stood out among the dulcet elegances of foreign art! Clad in fringed deer-skins - than which not Grecian drapery is more genuinely graceful and artisitc - with the high boots which typify hardship and the country's savage estate, his inseparable gun, fiery horse and incomparable inherent pose!

Cody is one of the most imposing men in appearance that America ever grew in her kindly atmosphere. In his earlier days a hint of the border desperado lurked in his blazing eyes and the poetic fierceness of his mien and coloring. Now it is all subdued into pleasantness and he is the kindliest most benign gentleman, as simple as a village priest and learned as a savant of Chartreuse. I have just left him in his beaded regalia (which is not dress, but rest for him) and I do not think I ever spent a more delightful hour. His history, teeming with romance, is familar to everybody in tow continents, but his social personality is known to a favored few, in which treasured category I herewith enroll myself. All the gray that has been thrust into his whirlwind life has centered itself in the edges of his beautiful hair. For the rest he is ruddy, straight as the strudiest buck in is troupe and graceful as an eagle. He talks in the quaint mountaineer language which robs Englsih of all its proper crudities. It is a lazy, melodious sort of drawl tremendously fascinating and unapproachable exept by a thoroughbred trapper, a cool soldier and American westerner.

His own tent at the show is a dream of improvised luxury. There are couches of tempting comfort and such a bewildering plethora of Indian ornament that further entertainment scarcely seems called for but he thinks of a thousand charming favors and offers them in such an every-day simple manner that one scarcely appreciates that there has been any effort made in courtesy. Mr. Cody is perfectly natural. He has acquired no alien airs or manner in his marvelous travels and successes, has never lost the atmosphere of the boundless plains, the inspiration of discovery and attempt, nor the honest bravery of a lonely scout for nothing much more than hardy sustenance and exciting adventure.

He has gathered about him a host of clever men and all tongues are spoken under the white tents of the "Wild West Show."

First I was presented to Rain-in-the-Face,

and the breating of thightened drums and shuffle of moccasined feet. The younger braves are executing a ghost dance and are arrayed in startling coas of paint and tufts of feathers, principally paint. One splendidly built young fellow is naked to his feet except a cloud of tanned dog-skin about his loins, gorgeously embriodered in beads and father-bones. He is painted a warm terra cotta and, as he dances, his back is a study of delicated muscles and perfection in outline. A sturdy little Indian boy is called out of the dance, which he leaves reluctantly to greet me. He is the baby, growing very fast, which Burke found wandering among the dead on the field of Wounded Knee, and boasts the cosmopolitan title of Johnnie Burke No Neck.

Instead of familiar old Ceres (this time in such luxury of grace and plenty) or inexhaustible Bacchus, sacred bovines and impious feasters, and American would have lifted on the walls of agricultural hall great pansy-eyed Texas steers, feather-crested Indians, a sundance, a Rocky mountain hero, or an eyen dozen of them and a wilderness of picturesque beauty. On the highest point of vantage, instead of pillaging bured art, America might have been honored with the effort of an artist who felt the magnitude of his own country. Any one of the men employed would have greeted the innovation with rejoices. They must be tired as the least enthusiastic of us of endlss views of the myths, the gods and the artistic chestnuts. Fancy a nineteenth century artist deliberatley perching himself upon a ladder to map out a Diana or Trion at all comparable with the hundreds which have confronted him during his studies abraod in every investigated quarter from that catacombs to Monte Carlo. While Church, our decisive creator, must needs distort his brush with "The Viking's Daughter" Macmonnies, Millet. Symonds and the rest of the Columbian immortals have wrestled with gigantic beauties of antiquity until the wonderful Fair look least like America of any place this side of the world of the obelisks. Any one of these artisits or the greater ones of the nations with charming art would have reveled in the novelty of picturesque America. It might not have necessarily interfered with the encyclical marble appearance of the Apollos, Venuses, Hebes and adipose Cupids, but what Americans might have enhoyed showing the congress of nations would be types of our own idolized heroes, the like of which ornament no other history. Our warriors, pioneers, savages and broad acres. I - it is I, because I am American from the crown of my head to the round my feet caress - I'd have reveled in a colossal reproduction of the adored heroes inspiring American boys of the last century to courageous undertaking, press of civilization and the audacious vehemence of rightful war. Now, about the only art-remembrance of the march of stupendous American improvement is epitomized in one man's magnifincet puma.

A kindly old lady then takes me into an adjoining canvas, where she has piles of unfinished costumes and sewing machines that look pretty busy. She is the mother of the entire camp and has been with Cody for fifteen years. The Russian prince, Ivan Makharadze Richter, a tremendously swell yaquero and an expert bolas wielder are in turn presented to me, and then the infintely more interesting groups of Indians lounging about the tents close to the fires. One charming characteristic of the fiery untammed mouarch of the plains in his prodigious talent for resting. Indians can rest more to the square inch than any class of royalty I ever ran across. The show is simply tremendous. I can see how strangers to such brilliant spectacular nature might rave over it. I was born and raised where occurances identical with the dramatic incidents of this exhibition were not at all unusual, and the show is intensely exciting to me. It is not theatrial, save that the dramatic force of reality is always the most thrilling achievement in stupendous spectacles. As for the riding, the entire exhibition shows conclusively that America posesses not only the most daring but the most daring but the most graceful riders in the world. It is diverting to note the difference in the seat, carriage and management of horses in each representative rider. An Indian hugs the animal close, lifting the horse, instead of bearing weight upon it. Every muscle of an Indian's body trembles in response to the horse's gait. He sticks to the saddle or bareback by a sort of capllary attraction. The cowboy and Mexican do not touch a horse but wear him out. The rider seems winged and has his hands full of ropes and reins and everything but the expected. Germans are huge, bulky riders, who bounce and shake and take good care of their horses. Cossacks ride a horse like it was stationary and cast-iron and Arabs whirl about a mass of circling drapery and arms. A Frenchman is always le beau sabreur, but he can't ride even a rocking-horse. The most beautiful and easiest riders in the world are American cavalrymen. In Cody's show they are magnificent. Handsome, of course. I was assured to-day by a very in

DULUTH, MINN., MAY 13, 1893

FROM CHICAGO.

Our Chicago Correspondent writes this week:

"Ye who have tears to shed, prepare to shed them now."

If Mrs. Potter Palmer, president of the board of lady managers, had used the above quotation, she could not have more effectually accomplished that result than when she arose before the board in the woman's building, and declared with much emotion that she was disgusted with the dissensions in the board and ready to resign her position. As rapidly as sobs would permit, the ladies assured her that they were her staunch suppprters and wished her to remain at their head. A tearful vote of confidence in their preseident was then recorded, and for the moment, at least, harmony prevailed. There were no dissenting votes, but four ladies declined to be recorded in the affirmative. The immediate cause of dissention was the lack of social regonition extended the board upon the opening day visit of President Cleveland and the Duke of Veragua.

Now that the glamor of "opening day" is over and the World's Fair is Settling down to business, the crowds are disappointing. This is due to the fact, as my previous letters have explained, that the exhibitors still have a great deal to do.

There are a large number of visitors in the city, but preparations are so ample for taking care of an immense crowd that at present the attendance is not very noticeable. The leading regular hotels have a fair crowd of guests and their corridors have the appearance in point of crowd of two or three days before a National Convention when the advance guard has come upon the ground. LAter on the city will undoubtedly be thronged, but a good many people are destined to ascertain that even a World's Fair will not produce a fortune in six months.

The commisioners from Great Britain returned their invitations to the opening unused, because their secretary was not included.

Then Parmelee's ominibus line, the only one in the city, struck against the hotels because not allowed to keep runners in the corridors, and refuses to call for guests wishing to leave the city.

Next came the Columbian Guards at the Fiar grounds 2,000 strong - who ask advance from &60 to $75 per month because they have to pay twenty-cents for a cut of pie since the show began.

The exhibitors in machinery hall are up in arms because the management charges them $10 per horse power for motive power to run their exhibits.

The Chicago piano men are all ablaze because in dedicating Music Hall Paderewski was allowed to use New York piano, the makers of which refuesed to exhibit.

The local directory are at war with the National Commission over the question of Sunday opening. The Fair was not open last Sunday, but Buffalo Bill's park, opposite the Fair, was open, and the people who went there were not only kept out of mischief, but were better treated and better entertained than they would have been in the Fiar Grounds. Buffalo Bill is not a competitor of the wolfish World's Fair managers, but a help to their business. When the grasping Fair managers make a visitor mad by some act of extortion or neglect, Buffalo Bill puts him in a good humor. The Fair managers owe Bill something for bringing many people to Chicago who would not, otherwise, come at all. But Buffalo Bill's Exhibit, is the only thing entitled to use the word "World" in its title having been all over the world, and is something no man woman or child in the western hemisphere will want to miss seeing. The Chicago papers put more talent to work writing it up than they do on Jackson Park. During the Paris Exposition the Parisian sculptors made bronze using Buffalo Bill as a model. Now the World's Fair managers are kicking themselves because they didn't do likewise. Europeans are criticising them for not doing it.

A Valuable Object Lesson.

An annex to the World's Fair of the most sterling interest to visitors will be Buffalo Bill's Wild West camp located just outside the 62md and 63rd street entrances to the Exhibition grounds. The study of the native American Indian and the white frontiersman is a subject of a most appropriate nature in its relative connection with the discovery of America by Christopher Columbus, and the efforts made to supplant the sway of the savage and in its place build an Empire which is the crowning glory of civilization's progress.

This camp is an object lesson of incalculable value, showing as it does the Red man camped in primitive style on the same ground where one hundred years ago his forefathers lived and battled with the advance guard of Caucasian settlers. Little dreamed he, in his untrammeled freedom, that his descendants would in this day be smoking the pipe of peace and eating the salt of the hated pale face in the latter's camp of sky-scraping brick and mortar wigwams.

Within a short distance was the scene of the dreadful Chicago massacre, where the retiring garrison of Fort Dearborn were teacherously slaughtered. It is eminetly fitting that the manners and customs of the rapidly vnishing aboriginal race should be here shown in actual daily life. European students of Ethonology have expressed their high appreciation of the value of this exhibition as a means of acquiring definite knowledge of the habits and mode of life of the Indian tribes.

Education and instruction is here combined equally with the entertaining qualities that have made Buffalo Bill and his Wild West the senstion of the century in two continents - a veritable kindergarten, equally valuable to adult and youth of all nations.

Comparison is aided, bu study is assisted and enjoyment increased by the augmentation of the wild West idea by the addition of exemplars of the rough riders of the world, including the Indian, cowboy, Cossack, Mexican, Guacho and representative horsemen of the cavlary of the armies of the great nations of the world. This promises to be a feature of the Exhibition year.

Chicago Globe 19/5/93.

FLOCK TO THE WILD WEST.

Visitors to the Fiar Make it a Point to See Buffalo Bill.

The long list of admirable features of the great exhibition given by Buffalo Bill's Wild West are so artisitcally arranged that the audience is kept constantly entertained and interested. The sports, pastimes and mode of warfare of the native American Indians, the athletic exercises and dashing skill in the horsemanship of the Cossacks and Arabs, and the daring riding of the cowboys are all intensely exciting, while the picturesque groupings and drills from the English, French, German and American cavalry aided by the varied brilliancy of their uniforms always evoke rounds of hearty applause, and the climax is reached when Col. W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill), mounted on his beautiful Arabian steed, is seen dashing gallantly up towards the grand stand. After having witnessed the exhibition the suditor is privileged to stroll through the camp and view its many items and objects of peculiar interest. Twice each day, Sundays included, and rain or shine, exhibitions are given, beginning at 3 and 8:30 o'clock, and all roads leading south take passengers to the very gates of the WIld West, either on Sixty-second or Sixty-third streets.

CROWDS AT THE WILD WEST.

Buffalo Bill's Show Continues to Attract Throngs of People.

The interst of the visitors to the world's fair and citizens generally in Buffalo Bill's Wild West is continually increasing. When the magnitude, the perfectness of deatil, the historic and educational character of this exhibition are considered, it is not surprising that hte covered grand stand, which seat 18,000 people, is so frequently taxed to its capacity and is always confortably filled. Two entrances have been provided for the convenience of visitors, one is Sixty-second and another on Sixty-third street, and all railroads going south have made speial arrangments to transport passengers to the gates.

The Illinois Central has completed a commodious platform near the entrance and every other world's fair train goes direct to the Wild West. The Alley "L" road has a station at the grounds and the electric cars land visitors closeto the gates, as do also the conveyances of the Columbian Coach Company. After the performances the patrons are privleged to enjoy the many interesting sights of the camp. A restaurant has been provided where visitors can obtain a good meal at a fixed price.

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