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which will attract foreigners when they are tired of staring at the Italian gentleness of faulties outlines and evidences of superb culture. They will bring up at the Cody show every time and they will find Americans real Americans, there--if not in the audience, in the performance.

How a heroic statue of Buffalo Bill, with his magnificent physique, picturesque accounterments and scout impetuosity, 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 artistic--with the high boots which typify hardhip and the country's savage estate, his inseparable gun, fiery horse and incomparable herent pose!

Cody is one of the most imposing mr 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 familiar to everybody in two 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 whirlwin life has centered itself in the edges of his beautiful hair. For the rest he is ruddy, straight as the sturdiest buck in is troupe and graceful as an eagle. He talks in the quaint mountaineer language which robs English 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 have 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 a 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, a mild inoffensive old warrior, who looked as if he had never done anything more reprehensible than eat oatmeal all his active life. They all wanted to shake wi8th me and seized my hand in a friendly way smile large, oleaginous smiles at me and looked straight into my eyes in rahter an informal but reassuring manner. Curly, the only survivor of the unhappy Custer massacre, accompanies Mr. Rain-in-the-Face and a pleasant group of white men headed by Wickham join the party in Sitting Bull's cabin. Outside suddenly here raises a fearful din, stange animal yelps

but what Americans might have enjoyed showing the congress of nations would be types of our own idolized heroes, the like of our own idolized heroes, the like of which oruanient 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 ground 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 civilaztion and the audacious vehemence of rightful war. Now, about the only art-remembrance of the march of stupendous American improvement is epitomized inone man's magnificent puma.

A kindly old lady then take sme 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 vaquero and an expert bolas wielder are in turn presented to me, and then the infinitely more interesting groups of Indians lounging about the tents close to the fires, One charming characteristic of the fiery untamed mouarch of the plains is 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 tremendours. I can see how strangers to such brilliant spectacular nature might rave over it. I was born and raised where occurences identical with the dramatic incidents of this exhibition were not at all unusual, and the show is intensely exciting to me. It is not theatrical, save that the dramatic force of reality is always the msot thrilling achievment in stupendous spectacles. As for the riing, the entire exhibition shows conclusively that America possesses not only the most daring but the most graceful riders in the world. It is diverting to note the difference in the seat, carriage and mangement 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 Indians trembles in response to the horse's gait. He sticks to the saddle or bareback by a sort of capillary 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 insinuating and attractive lieutenant of New York's 8th, that American military men are always handsome and brilliant and brave.

AMY LESLIE.

Chicago Tribune 19/5/93.

Col. Cody and Mr. and Mrs. M. H. De Young were the guests of Mr. and Mrs. John W. Mackay at a luncheon yesterday at the Great Northern. After the party had adjourned President Higinbothan placed his coach at their disposal for a trip to the Fair grounds and the Wild West show. Mr. Mackay said last evening that he was delighted with the Fair. He thinks that with Sunday opening it will be a success.

unused, because their secretary was not included.

Then Parmelee's ominbus 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 stong - 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 hrose 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 refused 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 Fiar, 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 Fair Grounds. Buffalo Bill is not a competitor of the wolfish World's Fair managers, but a help to their business. When the grapsing 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 ip up than they do in Jackson Park. During the Paris Exposition the Paisian 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.

FLOCK TO THE WILD WEST.

Visitors to the Fair 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 artistically arragned 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 unifroms always evoke rounds of nearly 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 auditor 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, begininning at 3 ND 3:30 Oclock, and all roads leading south take passengers to the very gates of the Wild West, either on Sixty-second of Sixty-third streets.

Chicago Post 19/5/93.

CROWDS AT THE WILD WEST

Buffalo Bill's Show Continues to Attract Throngs of People

The interest of the visitors to the world's fair and citizens generally in Buffalo Bill's Wild West is continually increasing. When the magnitude, and the perfectness of detail, the historic and educational character of this exhibition are considered, it is not surprising that the covered grand stand, which seats 18,000 people, is so frequently taxed to its capacity and is always comfortably 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 special arrangements 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 close to the gates, as do also the conveyances of the Columbian Coach Company. After the performances the patrons are privledged 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.

Another big Sioux chief has become a good Indian. Young-man-afraid-of-his-horses dropped dead yesterday. Young-man-afraid-of-his-job and old-man-who-puts-up-the-coin are still with us, however.

Before visiting the great World's Columbian Exposition it is most fit and appropriate to wtiness the exhibition given by Buffalo Bill's Wild West, which is located near the 62d and 63d street entrances to the World's Fair. A stroll around the camp before or after the performance gives one an insight into the domestic life of the redman, the Cossack, the Arab, the Mexican and the cowboy; so stage picture, no novelist's pen could half so practically and forcibly illustrate the customs and habits of the peaceful lives of these people. The visitor then sees in the vast arena a series of performances that shows these same people in their more active sports and pastimes and witnesses their mode of warfare and their ability and skill as horsemen. Though entirely separate and distinct from the World's Fair, this exhibition is in truth a most valuable and interesting annex to it and it really seems as though neither would be complete without the other. Col. Cody, the central figure of the grand aggregaton, has become an historic character in the story of the civilization of the American frontier. His record as a scout, guide and Indian fighter is attested by all the prominent generals of the United States army whose duty has called them to service on the prairies and amid the mountains of the great west. They all have given willing and laudatory commendation to his valuable, actual services to the army of the United States and to the settlers on our borders. Col. Cody is no "carpet knight," but has won his spurs by actual service and has testimonials certifying to his many deeds of gallautry, of which he surely has reason to be proud.

Tribune May 19/93 Chicago 3

HER HEART IN SPAIN.

ROMANCE OF THE HON. MARIA DEL PILAR COLON Y AGUILERA.

There Is a Marquis in Madrid Who Has an "Attachment" for the Daughter of the Duke of Veragua--When She Returns, Says the Marquis of Villalobar, the Engagement Will Be Formally Announced--Something About the Pretty Spanish Girl and the Lucky Unknown.

Perhaps the most popular so far of Chicago's distinguished guests has been the pretty 18-year-old daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Veragua--the Hon. Maria del Pilar Colon y Aguilera. Wherever she has gone she has made friends, and she naively says, "I do so love to have them." At the social functions where she has made her appearance the fashionable world have been charmed with her, and the public in general have almost looked upon her as one of themselves, admiring her democratic spirit and her love of independence. Many charming stories have been written and told of her--of the frequent visits she has made to the Fair grounds, where, attended only by her brothers, she has tramped over the muddy roads and through the unfinishing buildings, regarding everything with the enthusiasm of a young girl; of her delight in "Mr. Buffalo Beel's show, which she declares to be "most excite, most interest;" of her preference for grip cars, elevated roads, and crowded trains as means of travel over the more elegant but slower carriage.

Not only has the public admired her, but it I even said that more than one of Chicago's young society men have quite outdone the public in this respect. But there is no hope for them.

A bit of gossip has lately been whispered about among the inner circle of those who have been most in the society of the ducal party to the effect that the Hon. Maria del Pilar Colon y Aguilera did not leave the shores of Spain quite heart whole and fancy free; that, in fact, upon her return to her own country her engagement would be officially announced.

DEDICATED BY THE EDITOR

Minnesota Newspaper Men Hold Ceremonies in the State Building.

The members of the Minnesota Editorial association, bent on making the most of their stay in Chicago, pulled away from the others yesterday forenoon and went in a body to the Minnesota building, and dedicated it in the name of the newspaper men. The caremonies were quite impressive and many went away with the impression that the performance was genuine. The formal dedication of the Minnesota state building does not make place, however, until Thursday, June 1, that being the day selected by Gov. Nelson.

Preceding the exercises, which were held in the main hallway of the second floor, there was a reception tendered the Minnesota people. At a little after 10:30 o;clock all repaired to the audience room, where seats had been provided for the occasion. Capt. Caswell acted as chairman, and announced prayer by Rev. G. R. Hare, of Mankato, as the intorductory observance. Mr. Hare acted in the place of Rev. Mr. Brown, of Little Falls, wno was expected to be present. Following this came a song by Mr. Oscar L. Lineau and a dedicatory ode by Franklyn W. Lee.

J. A. Johnson, president of the State Editorial association, then presented the state building to the state of Minnesota building to the state of Minnesota in the name of the editors president. The acceptance was delivered by Senator Henry Keller. The remainder of the program was carried out, with the exception of an address by Mr. D. Ramaley, who failed to appear. There were a number of impromptu speakers, among them being Jay LaDue, state commissioner from Worthington; Mr. Lamphere, of Moorbead; Dr. Warner, of Fairmont, and Commissioner General L. P. Hunt. It was mainly through the persistent efforts of this gentleman that Minnesota can now boast of one of the finest state buildings on the grounds. Mr. Hunt, finding that the necessary money to put up the projected building was not forthcoming from the state legislature, rescived to raise the remaining $100,000 among the different counties by apportionment. It was an herculean task but the editor succeeded and has as a result the praise of everyone that visits the Minnesota structure.

As a closing ceremony the building was christened by Mrs. Oscar Lineau. A bottle of champagne figured, as usual, in this observance and the effervescent beverage was plentifully sprinkled from the upper balustrade onto the carpet beneath and, as it chanced, onto the glossy chapeaus of several gentlemen who were not into the joke.

Before the adjournment, Supt. Hunt announved that Buffalo Bill had very kindly invited all the Minnesota scribes and their ladies to attend his afternoon performance. The invitation was accepted without a dissenting voice and all separated for lunch, agreeing that the dedication had been a huge success and all had enjoyed a splendid good time.

the 10x14 sleeping rooms of the nostelry, since known as the Washington hotel and proceeded to business.

"The Scouts of the Prairie." "Buntline, who had written 'The Scouts of the Plains,' a story setting forth Cody and Omohondro's military prowess and Navarrelike achievements, for Street & Smith's New York Weekly, together with Major Burke, mapped out a plan of operations while 'Long John' Allen arranged the R. U. E. and L. U. E. and other stage entrances and exits from The Tormentor to the Finale, being specifically familiar with stage topography, methods and history. By this time it was about 11 o'clock and the litterateurs adjourned for lunch. Upon resuming deliberations, an outsider, who had smuggled himself into the conference, became very 'lippy' and advised that something classic ought to be 'wrapped up in the business.' The suggestion was the first intimation the party had of his presence and he was ejected form the room by Buntline accompanied by the benediction 'The classics be durned!' These preliminaries, including the naming of the piece, having been disposed of, the literary grind was inaugurated, and by 3 o'clock in the afternoon of the same day the first act of 'The Scouts of the Prairie' was brought into the world.

"On the morning following the company, which had been engaged, assembled in the greenroom of Nixon's amphitheater on Clinton street, near Randolph, and while the rehearsal of the first act proceeded the remaining two acts were dashed off and sent to the theater, page by page. It is said that the entire play was completed in six hours. However, this is, of course, I am not specially informed. The cast in The 'Scouts of the Praire' was substantially as follows:

Buffalo Bill (by the original hero), Hon. W. F. Cody Texas Jack (by the original hero), J. B. Omohondro Cale Durg ................................. Ned Buntline Dove Eye (her first appearance in speaking part..................................... Mlle. Morlacchi Hazel Eye.......................... Senorita Eloe Carfano

Big Eagle, Wolf Slayer and Little Bear, three bloodthirsty and uncompromising Injuns were assigned, respectively, to Joseph J. Winter, once heavy man at the old Bowery theater, Sid France and George Beach. Harry Wentworth enacted that of Carl Pretzel, and George Davenport the character of Phelim O'Flaherty. Twenty-five Pawnee Indians in paint and feathers were introduced to execute the realistic business. There were fifteen scenes in the three acts, all vividly lifelike, as the playbills have it, supplemented by war whoops, prairie fires, temperance addresses, blazing faggots, timely arrivals, invocations to the great spirit, scalp dances, and all the ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay incidents characteristic of frontier dramas, ending with the triumph of the American scout.

Big Drawing Card.

"The initial performance was witnessed by an audience that was only limited by the capacity of the house and each succeeding representation of the play was greeted by crowded auditorium and galleries. The success of the piece was instantaneous and pronounced. Buffalo Bill, therfore, enjoying a national reputation in his special field of endeavor, became at once famous, the talk of the day and an object of very special and considerable interest to managers and the universal public here and across the continent.

"After a month's engagement in Chicago the company opened in the Olypmic theater at St. Louis, then managed by Dr. Spalding. The success of Chicago was repeated and, barring the arrest of Ned Buntline for participation in political riots in that city years previous, nothing happened to impede the financial and histrionic progress making.

W. F. Cody, Wednesay in his tent at the Wild West camp to a distinguished party, including H. H. Prince Isenburg-Birstein, Prince Roland Bonaparte, Baronde Hesse Wartegg, Mr. and Mrs. H. C. Charfield-Taylor, Miss Pullman, Mrs. and Miss Barnes, Miss Peck, Mrs. Holmes, and others. After witnessing the performance the party was driven to Midway plaisance, where the German village was inspected and tea taken at the old German castle.

Globe May 21,

Guests of the Wild West.

The world of society has been kept very busy of late giving and attending functions, according receptions to distinguished visitors, participating in social conferences and congresses and the like. Novelty has been the great aim in providing amusement or seeking pleasure, and where the picturesque could be attained at the same time, the object seemed to have been accomplished. There is one great attraction, singularly appropriate to the World's Fair, that by its very nature and in accord with its instructive and educational purposes combines the unique, novel and picturesque in most remarkable degree and society has given generous recognition to its merits. This is Buffalo Bill's "Wild West". No distinguished visitor or representative delegation has attended the World's Fair tha thas not had the "wild west" on the list as an exhibition specially to be seen and enjoyed. It is now a daily occurence for Col. W. F. Cody to have among his audiences representative society people from this and other cities and from Europe. As a change from the glitter, glare, gauze and tinsel of spectacle, function and reception and at the same time affording equal enjoyment, while illustrating practically many most interesting pages of contemporaneous history, the "Wild West" is now recognized as one of the strongest features of the World's Fair year.

Among the notable society people who visited the Wild West during the past week the following were specially observed: Prince Leopold Von Isenburg, Barron Von Hesse-Wartegg, Prince Roland Bonaparte, Mr. and Mrs. Chatfield-Taylor, Mr. and Mrs. John W. Mackay, Jr., Mr. and Mrs. J. M. Thurston. Mrs. Charles J. Barnes and Miss Barnes, Mrs. Holmes, of New York and Judge Henry Wood. All of these were highly pleased with the exhibition and extended to Col. Cody personally their thanks and congratulations.

Tribune May 9th.

Sucess of the Wild West.

Buffalo Bill appears to be undergoing again the experience he met with in London. The big arena at Sixty-fourth street and Stony Island avenue, where his hordes of Indians and Tartars and bands of soldiers are giving what is undoubtedly the best and most exciting exhibitions or rough riding, marksmanship and other feats of wild life, is overflowed with spectators twice daily, notwithstanding the fact that there is seating capacity under the ample roofs for 18,000 people. There is a spirit of recklessness that pervades the entire performance which affords on absorbing interest for all kinds of people. The arena is situated at a point where all means of transportation of the World's Fair come to a common center, so there is but little more difficulty in reaching the place than if it was located down-town. Not the least interesting part of the Wild West is the camp of the indian and Asiatic riders, and the lines of tents and tepees are visited daily by hundreds of sightseers.

exhibition given by Buffalo Bill's Wild West are so artistically arranged that the audience is kept constantly entertained and interested. The sports, pastimes and mode of warfare of the native American Indians, the athletic exercise and dashing skill in horsemanship of the native American Indians, the athletic exercises and dashing skill in horsemanship of the Cossacks and Arabs and the daring riding of the cowboys are all intensely exciting, while the picturesque groupings and drills of the detachments from the English, French, German and American cavalry, aided by the varied brilliancy of their uniforms, always evoke rounds of hearty appaluse, and the climax is reached when the graceful and commanding figure of Col. W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill), mounted on his beautiful Arabian steed, is seen dashing up toward the grand stand. After having witnessed the exhibition the auditor is privileged to stoll through the camp and view its many items and objects of peculiar interest. Twice each day, including Sunday, rain or shine, exhibitions are given at 3 and 8:30 o'clock.

Buffalo Bill Wild West Show.

No one can form any adequate conception of the magnitude of the undertaking of the immensity of the Buffalo Bill Wild West show without having seen it. The hundreds of riders and performers who take part in the novel entertainment are each and every one an integral part of the complete, easily moving mechanism of the show; gathered from many climes and distant parts of the world, garbed in the costumes of their own country, speaking but the language of their own country, yet forming an harmonious whole, moving quitly in their respective places, without a hitch and without friction.

All this is under the direction of the firm, guiding hand of Buffalo Bill himself. The man seems made of iron, for six or seven hours a day, in rain or shine, he never leaves the saddle, darting here, there and everywhere, intent upon seeing that his patrons get what they expected to. The congress of rough riders of the world is a revelation in itself to those who have never seen the possibilities of action in the saddle by natives of different countries. The stirring scenes of Indian fights, wild west exploits and border experiences are faithfully portrayed and hugely enjoyed.

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JOHN J. LADEN, a formed bill poster for the Wild West show, was before Justice Foster this morning charged with burglary. Tuesday the agent of the show found his desk broken open and 1,050 tickets of admission gone. Laden purchased two screwdrivers the night before and as one of them was found near the desk. circumstances point to him as the guilty person. He says, however, that he can prove an alibi. Justice Foster held him in $500 bonds.

May 22

Among the foremost advocates of a closed Sunday at the fair are Rev. Wilbur F. Crafts, of Worcester, Mass.; Buffalo Bill, of the Wild West show; Rev. Herrick Johnson, of the McCormick Theological Semirary and President Jim Hart, of the CHicago base ball club.

war department prove was never violated. Though in the service of his county many years and the hero of a thousand desperate rides, and though he could justly 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 colonels' 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 aking to fear to the stoic red man.

Buffalo Bill is proud of his title; he thinks more of the uncouth appellation than of the military handle "Colonel," which his army connection entitles him to use. Nor is this altogether to be wondered at. It was under this cognomen 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 a footpath, perhaps

FORTY THOUSAND OUTSIDE THE GATE.

They Peep Through Knot-Holes in the Fence-Side-Shows Flourish.

Those who think that the closing of the World's Fair Sunday inflicts no hardship upon the wage-workers should have been on Stony Island avenue yesterday. Forty thousand people were barred out. Men with their wives and children, young men with the maids of their choice trooped hopelessly up and down before that implacable fence.

On one side of the fence was the "Dream City" - a fairyland of restful beauty of green grass and blue water. On the other was a gang of howling fakers whose wares are the cheapest attractions that ever surrounded a circus tent. The crowd which thronged Stony Island avenue all day was the largest ever debarred from the grounds. Before every gate or possible coign of vantage people clustered in groups, eager to obtain even a glimpse of that which is to them a forbidden land. They were no mere pleasure seekers, these men who rested toil-worn hands upon each other's shoulders in their endeavors to see. They had

no time to take a day from the week of work. Sunday only was theirs, and the White City was closed against them.

There were few threats, for an American crowd can suffer long in silence, but there was ominous discontent, and with it that to them unanswerable question. "Why?" The people seemed to feel their power, and that their numbers were a vast protest, but they waited and hoped. One man said the Fair would be open next week.

"Next week!" he was answered. "You bet it will be open next week. Look at that crowd. What the people want the people will get."

Excursionsists Greatly Disappointed.

The crows was composed half of the excursionists from the country. They came on excursion trains from rural districts tributary to Chicago, lured in, it is said, by flaming railway advertisements. They had their hard dollars to pay admissions. Their jaws fell away down on their chests when they learned that they could only spend the day by patronizing the side shows and "lemon'" stands that were on exhibition out among the greens and early dog-fennell in blossom outside the fence. They put in the day trying to beat the games and buy out the stands.

The lumber of which the fences are built about the grounds of the World's Fair proper, as well as around the exhibit of Midway

Plaisance, is of a poor quality and full of knots. Almost all those knots have been knocked out and many persons glued their eyes to these holes, getting what glimpse of the White City the limited range afforded. It is said that, if the gates are kept closed next Sunday, any petitions will be filed on the part of Sunday closers to have corn bobs driven into all these knot holes and broken off.

The streets about the grounds were thronged with vehicles of all sorts, from the most fashionable turnouts from South Side boulevards to the carts of the humble toiler, all filled with wide-eyed people. Boats were crowded to their capacity and the "L," steam, cable, and electric cars had passengers walking around over each other's corns and hanging on by one hand, a toe, or an eye-winker.

Enjoying Outside Shows.

The people turned to see outside attractions. The most prominence was attached to Buffalo Bill's show and the sharp crack of the revolver, the low bawl of the long horned Texas steer, and the hoarse yow yow of the Buffalo from inside the enclosure drew in many thousands. Then there was the gypsy woman at the tent door luring in the deacon from the country village to squeeze his hand and tell his fortune. A Salvation Army squad was singing an exhortative hymn in a half completed tent, while a stiff game of stud poker was flying high with broadly stretched wings in a tent in the rear of a popcorn and red pop stand within easy hearing distance of the salvationists. A good many grins were led out and many cheeks cracked with laughter by a fat man, a mountain of adipose, falling from the clothesline chariot. The chariot is a huge clothes basket, a regular Fallstaff enclosure, suspended so as to slide on an elevated cable a half block in length. The fat aeronaut rolled from a lofty height and broke the machine, much to the delight of the wide-mouthed youngsters standing by.

A young married couple from Paxton took their first born child to one of those open-air photo galleries to be "took." The cherub persisted in yanking its cute little lace bonnet to one side of its head and twisting its features to correspond. A hundred gazers gathered 'round. Many suggestions were made. It was proposed to hold photos before its pretty blue eyes so as to induce a smile. A picture of World's Fair managers was presented. Away went the childish features into a wild disorder. Bob Ingersoll was tried on it, and the little one burst into tears. Carter H. Harrison was held up. The child reached out its tiny hands as if to clutch it. A picture of Baby Ruth Cleveland was held out, and a sweet smile, one of those cherubic cheek-swellers, there a glow over the face and the photo was a good one.

It was difficult to find beer for sale in the prohibition district, but industry was rewarded by those who felt they must have it.

Mingling with the crowds with hands in

pockets were many of Chicago's ablest detectives, as well as a large number of the veteran pickpockets of the city. Good, strong-armed men who make a living by smiting people at the mouths of alleys, long-fingered persons who relieve the pockets of others of coin, porch-climbers, burglars, "fighters," biters, etc., were there too.

Hearld May 22.

TROUBLE AT THE GATE.

ATTEMPT TO INCITE A BIG CROWD.

Suggestion to Storm the World's Fair and Force the Gates Applauded by Disappointed Thousands - Effect of Temporary Supremacy of Sunday Closers.

Chicago and the World's Columbian Exposition were near to being disgraced yesterday through the rashness of a mob. But for the prompt actin of the police the FIfty-ninth street entrance to Jackson park might have been torn down and the great enterprise besmirched by the cry of anarchy.

About 1 o'clock yesterday afternoon a well dressed young man climbed on a barrel near the entrance and began to address the crowd gathered at the gates. When he called upon his hearers to enter the park by force the sentiment met with a responsive cheer from the five thousand people who had surrounded him. The speaker had no more than uttered the words when a police officer in plain clothes pushed his way to the young man's side and ordered him to cease at once. At the same time several bluscoats, re-enforced by a dozen detectives, ordered the crow to disperse. There was a moment of sullen hesitation and then the throng slowly broke in pieces and moved on, up and down the thoroughfare. Another scene similar to the foregoing took place at Fifty-sevent street entrance. The crowdd was small as compared with that at the Fifty-ninth street entrance and the police were easily able to prevent any riotous action.

It was a perfect spring day. The sun hung in a dome of purest blue and from the east came a tempering wind. From the budding trees came the songs of the birds and from the smiling earth arose the fragrance of flowers. Inside the high fence that held back hundreds of thousands of people the magnificent columns, spires and roods of the white city glistened in the mellow sunshine, but from the mighty interiors came no sound. It was indeed a deserted city.

Not for the Eyes of the People.

The beauty of the peerless landscape, with its bright green tapestry dotted with a million fair blossoms, was not for the eyes of the people. The lagoons and canals, unfretted by the wind, lay shinning in the light, but no trim craft cut the water or glistening blade cast shimmering ropes of pearls above the placid waters. Within the vast structures, the storehouses of the wealth nations, wherein are shown the products of man's genius, a few workmen hammered away. The splendid exhibits were covered with canvas and no mortal eye gazed upon them. Two thousand guards patrolled the park under orders to use force if necessary to keep safely hid the treasures from many lands. And so throughout the livelong day all these beauties lay, as much bured and money made them possible, as though the earth had opened and swallowed them up.

Outside the guarded barricade there was another picture in strange contrast to the peaceful one within the forbidden grounds. From early morning until the sun went down the great thoroughfare leading by the western limits of the park and spanning the Midway plaisance was thronged with well-dressed and law-respecting men and women. Hundreds of thousands of people gazed during the day from the dusty roadway and ugly viaducts into the glittering city over against the blue of the rolling lake. On one side of them was an enchanted city given over to solitude. On the other was a horde of noisy and vulgar mountebanks shouting their worthless wares or urging the people to patronize their worse than bad entertainments. From the west came the shouts of drunken men and the clink of glasses. The saloons that line Lake avenue as as well as those near to Stony Island avenue did a thriving trade all day long. The people had money to spend and they gave it to the fakir and the groggery keeper because they could not spend it within the gates of fair. Every fakir repeaed a harvest, while the only entertainment worth all that is paid to see it was unable to accommodate one-half the peopel who desired to witness it. That one exception was Buffalo Bill's splendid exhibition. At both the afternoon and evening performance the great grand stands were packed to their utmost limit. When the shows began standing room could not be secured at any price.

Record May 22.

Saw the Wild West Show.

Buffalo Bill's amphitheater was packed the eaves. Among some of the distinguished people in the boxes were Gen. Nelson A. Miles, Senator Don Cameron, ex-Senator John Creighton of Omaha, Gov. Cosio and Signor Don Francisco Gallastegui of the state of Queretari, Mexico, and Miss Pauncefote, daughter of Sir Julian Pauncefote. When it came time for the ponies to buck they bucked so earnestly that the cowboys themselves became interested. Lee Martin was riding Blue Dog when the crazy broncho reared straight up on his hind legs and fell backward. The wiry cowboy managed to squirm out of the way unhurt, although half the people thought he was killed. A little later George Johnson mounted Badger. The latter stood on his head a few times and then dashed wildly into the little platform raised in the center of the arena, smashing in one side of it. Johnson leaped just before the horse struck, the boards and landed safely on top the platform, a feat not down in the bills. Then the crowd cheered for a full minute. Mr. Johnson was asked if it scared him. "Not on your life," he replied. "But if you give Badger six weeks of bunch grass this palce wouldn't him."

Post May 22.

ROBBED BUFFALO BILL'S SHOW

John J. Laden Arrested for Stealing Tickets from the Manager's Office.

John J. Laden, until a week ago employed as bill poster for the Wild West Show, was in the Harrison Street Police Court to-day charged with burglary. Laden lost his position last Monday. Tuesday morning the manager of the show, on entering his office, found his desk broken open and 1,050 tickets of admission gone. The desk had been broken into by means of a screwdrivers, which was found on the floor. Laden was suspected and arrested. It was found he had purchased two screw drivers Monday evening. A number of the stolen tickets had been given another man as security for $2 loaned the alleged burglar. These were also produced in court. The prisoner claimed to be able to prove his whereabouts the night of the robbery.

Tribune May 22.

FORTY THOUSAND OUTSIDE THE GATE.

They Peep Through Knot-Holes in the Fence-Side-Shows Flourish.

Those who think that the closing of the World's Fair Sunday inflicts no hardship upon the wage-workers should have been on Stony Island avenue yesterday. Forty thousand people were barred out. Men with their wives and children, young men with the maids of their choice trooped hopelessly up and down before the implacable fence.l

On one side of the fence was the "Dream City" - a fairyland of restful beauty of green grass and blue water. On the other was a gang of howling fakers whose wares are the cheapest attactions that ever surrounded a circus tent. The crowd which thronged Stony Island avenue all day was the largest ever debarred from the grounds. Before every gate or possible coign of vantage people clustered in groups, eager to obtain even a glimpse of that which is to them a forbidden land. They were no mere pleasure seekers, these men who rested toil-worn hands upon each other's shoulders in their endeavors to see. They had

no time to take a day from the week of work. Sunday only was theirs, and the White City was closed against them.

There were few threats, for an American crowd can suffer long in silence, but there was ominous discontent, and with it that to them unanswerable question, "Why?" The people seemed to feel their power, and that their numbers were a vast protest, but they waited and hope. One man said the Fair would be open next week.

"Next week!" he was answered. "You bet it will be open next week. Look at that crowd. What the people want the people will get."

Excursionists Greatly Disappointed.

The crowd was composed of excursionists from the country. They came on excursion trains from rural districts tributary to Chicago, lured in, it is said, by flaming railway advertisements. They expected the gates to be opened. They had their half dollars to pay admissions. Their jaws fell away down on their chests when they learned that they could only spend the day by patronizing the side shows and "lemo'" stands that were on exhibition out among the greens and early dog-fennel in blosson outside the fence. They put in the day trying to beat the games and buy out the stands.

The lumber of which the fences are built about the grounds of the World's Fiar proper, as well as around the exhibit of Midway

Dispatch My 22,

STILL IN THE LEAD.

Buffalo Bill's Great Wild West Show Atracts Nearly as Much Attention as the Big Fair.

Buffalo Bill's wild west show is becoming recognized just as important as the world fair itself to the thousands of visitors now in the city, and few people will consider the visit complete until at least one trip has been made to the big ampitheater at Sixty-third street and Stony Island avenue. Though the performance is called a wild west show there is no more cosmopolitan aggregation in the country, with the possible exception of Midway plaisaince, than Buffalo Bill's troupe of rough riders. Indians, Assyrians, Cossacks, Mexicans and Arabians, as well as soldiers from France, Germany, Russia an

Plaisance, is of a poor quality and full of knots. Almost all those knots have been knocked out and many persons glued their eyes to these holes, getting what glimpse of the White City the limited range afforded. It is said that, if the gates are kept closed next Sunday, many petitions will be filed on the part of Sunday closers to have corn cobs driven into all these knot holes and broken off.

The streets about the grounds were thronged with vehicles of all sorts, from the most fashionable turnouts from South Side boulevards to the carts of the humble toiler, all filled with wide-eyed people. Boats were crowded to their capacity and the "L," steam, cble, and electric cars had passengers walking around over each other's corns and hanging on by one hand, a tow, or an eye-winker.

Enjoying Outside Shows.

The people turned to see outside attractions. The most prominence was attached to Buffalo Bill's show and the sharp crack of the revolver, the low bawl of the long horned Texas steer, and the hoarse yow yow of the Buffalo from inside the inclosure drew in many thousands. Then there was the gipsy woman at her tent door luring in the deacon from the country village to squeeze his hand and tell his fortune. A Salvation Army squad was singing an exhortative hymn in a half completed tent, while a stiff game of stud poker was flying high with broadly stretched wings in a tent in the rear of a popcorn and red pop stand with-in easy hearing distance of the salvationists. A good many grins were led out and many cheeks cracked with laughter by a fat man, a mountain of adipose, falling from the clothesline chariot. The chariot is a huge clothesbasket, a regular Fallstaff incloser, suspended so as to slide on an elevated cable a half block in length. The fat aeronaut rolled from a lofty height and broke the machine, much to the delight of the wide-mouthed youngsters standing by.

A young married couple from Paxton took their first-born child to one of those open-air photo galleries to be "took." The cherub persisted in yanking its cute little lace bonnet to one side of its head and twisting its features to correspond. A hundred gazers gathered 'round. Many suffestions were made. It was proposed to hold photos before its pretty blue eyes so as to induce a smile. A picture of World's Fair managers was presented. Away went the childish features into a wild disorder. Bob Ingersoll was tried on it, and the little one burst into tears. Carter H. Harrison was held up. The child reached out its tiny hands as if to clutch it. A picture of Baby Ruth Cleveland was held out, and a sweet smile, one of those cherubic cheek-swellers, threw a glow over the face and the photo was a good one.

It was difficult to find beer for sale in the prohibition district, but industry was rewarded by thsoe who felt they must have it.

Mingling with the crowds with the hands in

pockets were many of Chicago's ablest detectives, as well as a large number of the veteran pickpockets of the city. Good, strong-armed men who make a living by siting people at the mouths of alleys, long-fingered persons who relieve the pockets of others of coin, porch-climbers, burglars, "fighters," biters, etc., were ther too.

Mail May 95'

A queer incident took place yesterday in the rotunda of the administration building. Col. Cody's Sioux chieftains, headed by Col. Burke, had halted for a few minutes to admire the beauties of its great inner dome. They were gaudily dressed up, their faces besmeared with ochre and red paint; eagle feathers stuck out from their head dress, and beads covered up half of their naked shoulders. Although themselves observing the beauties of that place, they were without doubt the observed of all observers.

Two middle-aged men who stood off in a corner of one of the pavilions, and whose general appearance confessed the Briton in them, had been observing the redskins intently for some minutes. Indeed one of them had made a move as if to go to the group of dusky bravos. Suddenly, as if impelled by some unknown force which he could not resist, he rushed forward and, touching one of the painted Indians on the shoulder, remarked in a voice loud enough for any one to hear.

" 'Pon me word, but this is me hold friend, Rain-in-the-Face."

The Indian thus addressed turned half-way round and gave ejaculation to a robust, if somewhat gutteral, "Ugh."

"I soy, hold fellow, you surely must remember me. Hi'm Musgrove - hold Mussie, 'im as took you fox 'unting in hold Cheshire, don't you know."

The Indian's eyes dilated, a flash of recognition shot through them, he showed his white teeth, and with many satisfactory grunts threw his arms around the Briton's waist and actually danced him a measure there on the mosaic floor. Then he took him to Col. Burke, introduced him, and when the little band started to go out the Englishman and American Indian went away arm in arm.

Peoples Press May 27 / 93. DULUTH

THE WILD WEST.

Rarely in the history of entertaiments, says the Chicago Inter Ocean, has so distinguished an audience been gathered as that which attended the Wild West show yesterday afternoon. There was the American public - prevented by a caprice of Congress from entering the gates of the adjoining World's Fair - and as the guests of Colonel Cody there were present the Duke and Duchess of Veragua, with the members of their party of naval offivers who are now Chicago's guests.

It was at their own volition that these ladies and gentlemen were present. They had expressed a desire to see the perfromance, and when it was intimated to Colonel Cody and his associates that the ducal party and the officers of the navy would like to see the show arrangements were a once made to entertain them in a fitting manner. Seven vehicles fored the procession to the grounds. Three of these were carriages, in which the Duke and Duchess of Veragua, with their party, made the tour of the boulevards leading to the show grounds adjoining Jackson park. Behind these came four tally-ho coaches, by means of which the naval officers were navigated to the grounds. All of the boxes had been reserved for the party, not because they needed all of the space contained in this section, but because Colonel Cody desired to shielf his guests as much as possible from any intrusion that might be made on them by occupants of adjoining boxes. The opening act of the performance was delayed for a few minutes, awaiting the arrival of the guests, but Colonel Cody ordered it to proceed after waiting a few minutes. It was not until after the grand entree that the foreigners arrived.

While little Annie Oakley was doing her marvelous work with pistols, rifle and shotgun, there was a murmur of recognition as the ducal party entered. Major John M. Burke acted as master of ceremonies, and handed the duchess into her box quite as gracefully as if he had descended from the Castilians instead of the Corkonians.

An attache of the show ran out into the arena and told Miss Oakley that the guests had arrived. They pretty little Ohio girl at once ceased her wonderful destruction of glass balls and, facing the grand stand, held her rifle at a "present arms" until the guests were seated, when she resumed her part of the programme.

The duke was greeted with a genuine American welcome when he entered the grand stand, and after taking his seat he arose in response to the applause of the people and bowed to the enthusiastic audience. While he was making his acknowledgements a remarkable scene took place. Bearing an enormous bunch of roses, little Johnney Burke No-Heck, accompanied by Chief No-Neck's squaw, came to the box and presented the flowers to the duke and duchess. Here was a tribute from the original inhabitant of America to the lineal descendents of the man who discovered the country.

Through the entire performance there were evidences of the greatest of good feeling on the part of the crowd. Whenever some particular feat of daring horsemanship was accomplished, the local crowd paused in its applause to see how the foriegn guests appreciated the act. Never did the cowboys show more skill and daring in their equestrianism, each as he concluded his part of the program gave a chivalrous, if not in all cases graceful, salute while galloping by the box occupied by the duke.

When the display of cavalry came on the crowd went wild. Naval officers in the boxes led the applause as the particular colors under which they sail were borne past at the head of a galloping troop of cavalry. When the troop from the Sixth cavalry came by, riding their gray horses as if they were proud of being soldiers of the United States army, the crowd gave them a hearty reception, which developed into a roar of applause when the colorbearer dipped "Old Glory" in deference to the presence of the duke.

When the scene in which the overland coach is robbed was brought on the two nephews of the Duke were escorted from their box by Major Burke and given seats in the coach.

The guests of the day expressed a desire to meet Colonel Cody, and when he had finished his act of breaking glass balls with a rifle while riding at a full gallop he sprang from his horse in front of the grand stand, and a moment later, clad in his beaded suit of buckskin, sombero in hand stood in the box occupied by the duke and duchess and was presented to the party.

More than 2,000 people were turned away from the gates. The entire attendance was 18,137 not the full capacity of the grounds, but the management sacrificed financial considerations rather than to allow the stand to be uncomfortably crowded.

Nearly all of the well-known actors and actresses now playing engagements in the city were present, including Rose and Charles Coghlan. Some one had been explaining the situation to the visitors during the performance, and when Colonel Cody called on the duke the latter expressed his surprise that so remarkable a change could be offected in a band of Indians which two years ago were painted devils on the war