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Dispatch april 24

BUFFALO BILL'S SHOW.
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Many Unique Features Faithfully Portraying the Western Life of Pioneers- Beginning Wednesday.

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

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

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

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

Herald April 24
It would be hard to depict or even to imagine the emotions which the great city of Chicago and the great fair must excite in the breast of that fierce old warrior, Rain-in-the-Face. There is no doubt that many of the Indian chiefs who in the past have so valiantly led their people in their vain struggle against the encroaching civilization of the white man have had but an imperfect idea of the latter's power and resources. They have believed that civilization was represented only by what they saw in the far west, and that the troopers led against them formed the chief strength of the white man's army. Perhaps Rain-in-the-Face now gains for the first time a correct idea of the puisance of civilization and of the certain extinction that awaits any people, however brave, who oppose it.

Evening Journal april [2?]

LASSOED A KANGAROO.
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One of Buffalo Bill's Scouts Performs a Novel Feat at the Fair.

"Hurry up with a lariat," shouted Buck Taylor, one of Buffalo Bill's western scouts, with vehement voice to his fellow cowpunchers yesterday noon as he spied one of Hagenbacks' kangaroos leaping wildly toward the cowboy camp. Buck Taylor has lassoed many a Texan steer with perfect confidence and self-control during his western escapades, but never before had he been called upon to capture so ungainly a looking creature as this. The kangaroo, regardless of the obstructions, took a direct course toward Stony Island avenue. The large eight-foot fence around the fair grounds was only a temporary impediment and the animal, pausing for a moment in front of the high barrier gave one leap and was lost to the sight of the would-be pursuers. Improving his every opportunity, the kangaroo made a desperate run for freedom. The animal met the cowboy near the Fifty-seventh street entrance. The experienced steer catcher gave on whirl of his lariat and the spreading loop closed over the kangaroo's neck. Once more a captive, the stranger from Australia was led back to his den. When the kangaroo leaped the fence and was lost to sight the various tribes within the inclosure were attracted by new features of the escape. Tender John Marshall was feeding the birds passed out of the cage. Twenty-five rare European specimens flitted over the villages, as if rejoicing over their temporary freedom. Five owls escaped. One made its way out of the grounds and was recaptured after a long chase through Hyde Park. In the meantime the other fugitives had been recovered.

WHAT Artemus Ward used to call "an amoosin' little cuss," the kangaroo, escaped from Hagenback's animal show on Midway Plaissance yesterday, and, after nimbly leaping the eight-foot fence was lassoed by Buck Taylor, one of Buffalo Bill's cowpunchers. John Marshall, one of Hagenback's keepers, was so knocked out by the escape of the Australian biped that the left a bird cage open, and twenty-five rare birds fluttered out and away.
IN their canvass of dangerous buildings

It would be hard to depict or even to imagine the emotions which the great city of Chicago and the great fair must excite in the breast of that fierce old warrior, Rain-in-the-Face. There is no doubt that many of the Indian chiefs who in the past have so valiantly led their people in their vain struggle against the encroaching civilization of the white man have had but an imperfect idea of the latter's power and resources. They have believed that civilization was represented only by what they saw in the far west, and that the troopers led against them formed the chief strength of the white man's army. Perhaps Rain-in-the-Face now gains for the first time a correct extinction that awaits any people, however brave, who oppose it. [?] Herald
april 25/93

Herald April 26
OUT FOR A PRACTICE.
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BUFFALO BILL AND HIS INDIANS.
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The Wild-West Aggregation Gives an Afternoon Rehearsal on the Sandy Arena- Capers of the Cowboys- An Addition to the Herd.
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THE CHICAGO RECORD
WORLD'S FAIR BUREAU.

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

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

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

First came the grand review. Rocky Bear, Red Cloud and No-Neck, the three Sioux Indian chiefs who are so proud of their exploits on the plains that they refuse to associate with the rest of the red-skins, rode out. The big three were followed by the rest of the Indians on their ponies. The soldiers came in with a dash. A company from the 6th United States cavalry, in regulation uniform, lead, closely followed by the famous Pottsdamer Red of the German emperor's army, and after the German soldiers the Frenchmen of the Guarde REpublique Francaise. Then came a company of lancers from the prince of Wales' crack regiment. The English and German soldiers lances and sabers, while the French and Americans bore the short cavalry carbines and sabers. An illassorted line followed. Cossacks witht their long flowing coats led by Prince Ivan Mac-a-Radise perched on horses brought

Dispatch april 24

BUFFALO BILL'S SHOW.
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Many Unique Features Faithfully Portraying the Western Life of Pioneers- Beginning Wednesday.

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

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

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

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

Herald April 24
It would be hard to depict or even to imagine the emotions which the great city of Chicago and the great fair must excite in the breast of that fierce old warrior, Rain-in-the-Face. There is no doubt that many of the Indian chiefs who in the past have so valiantly led their people in their vain struggle against the encroaching civilization of the white man have had but an imperfect idea of the latter's power and resources. They have believed that civilization was represented only by what they saw in the far west, and that the troopers led against them formed the chief strength of the white man's army. Perhaps Rain-in-the-Face now gains for the first time a correct idea of the puisance of civilization and of the certain extinction that awaits any people, however brave, who oppose it.

Evening Journal april [2?]

LASSOED A KANGAROO.
____________
One of Buffalo Bill's Scouts Performs a Novel Feat at the Fair.

"Hurry up with a lariat," shouted Buck Taylor, one of Buffalo Bill's western scouts, with vehement voice to his fellow cowpunchers yesterday noon as he spied one of Hagenbacks' kangaroos leaping wildly toward the cowboy camp. Buck Taylor has lassoed many a Texan steer with perfect confidence and self-control during his western escapades, but never before had he been called upon to capture so ungainly a looking creature as this. The kangaroo, regardless of the obstructions, took a direct course toward Stony Island avenue. The large eight-foot fence around the fair grounds was only a temporary impediment and the animal, pausing for a moment in front of the high barrier gave one leap and was lost to the sight of the would-be pursuers. Improving his every opportunity, the kangaroo made a desperate run for freedom. The animal met the cowboy near the Fifty-seventh street entrance. The experienced steer catcher gave on whirl of his lariat and the spreading loop closed over the kangaroo's neck. Once more a captive, the stranger from Australia was led back to his den. When the kangaroo leaped the fence and was lost to sight the various tribes within the inclosure were attracted by new features of the escape. Tender John Marshall was feeding the birds passed out of the cage. Twenty-five rare European specimens flitted over the villages, as if rejoicing over their temporary freedom. Five owls escaped. One made its way out of the grounds and was recaptured after a long chase through Hyde Park. In the meantime the other fugitives had been recovered.

WHAT Artemus Ward used to call "an amoosin' little cuss," the kangaroo, escaped from Hagenback's animal show on Midway Plaissance yesterday, and, after nimbly leaping the eight-foot fence was lassoed by Buck Taylor, one of Buffalo Bill's cowpunchers. John Marshall, one of Hagenback's keepers, was so knocked out by the escape of the Australian biped that the left a bird cage open, and twenty-five rare birds fluttered out and away.
IN their canvass of dangerous buildings

It would be hard to depict or even to imagine the emotions which the great city of Chicago and the great fair must excite in the breast of that fierce old warrior, Rain-in-the-Face. There is no doubt that many of the Indian chiefs who in the past have so valiantly led their people in their vain struggle against the encroaching civilization of the white man have had but an imperfect idea of the latter's power and resources. They have believed that civilization was represented only by what they saw in the far west, and that the troopers led against them formed the chief strength of the white man's army. Perhaps Rain-in-the-Face now gains for the first time a correct extinction that awaits any people, however brave, who oppose it. [?] Herald
april 25/93

Herald April 26
OUT FOR A PRACTICE.
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BUFFALO BILL AND HIS INDIANS.
__________________
The Wild-West Aggregation Gives an Afternoon Rehearsal on the Sandy Arena- Capers of the Cowboys- An Addition to the Herd.
_________

THE CHICAGO RECORD
WORLD'S FAIR BUREAU.

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

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

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

First came the grand review. Rocky Bear, Red Cloud and No-Neck, the three Sioux Indian chiefs who are so proud of their exploits on the plains that they refuse to associate with the rest of the red-skins, rode out. The big three were followed by the rest of the Indians on their ponies. The soldiers came in with a dash. A company from the 6th United States cavalry, in regulation uniform, lead, closely followed by the famous Pottsdamer Red of the German emperor's army, and after the German soldiers the Frenchmen of the Guarde REpublique Francaise. Then came a company of lancers from the prince of Wales' crack regiment. The English and German soldiers lances and sabers, while the French and Americans bore the short cavalry carbines and sabers. An illassorted line followed. Cossacks witht their long flowing coats led by Prince Ivan Mac-a-Radise perched on horses brought