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THE TWO SCOUTS.

Buffalo Bill and Captain Jack Restless-Tired of Civilized Life and Desirous of a Position where they can Fight the Indians.

A rumor was being circulated through our streets last night that Buffalo Bill and Captain Jack had been called to the service of the Government in Idaho by official requisition. The statement, by reason of the excitement resting on the war with the redskins and the well-known character of the men in question, created great interest. Accordingly, as the clock told the hour of 8:30 this morning, a reporter of the BEE was immediately dispatched to the Golden Eagle to interview the noted scouts and ascertain the truth or falsity of the pervading rumor. Arrived at the hotel a person was seen standing at the door-a fine-looking young man with a face which would not seem remarkable for strength of purpose or energy were it not for two piercing eyes which sparkled with an expression betokening a nevertiring heart and a will of steel. Long hair, a la Joaquin Miller, floated down his shoulders, and a broad-brimmed, slouched hat covered his head. Some 5 feet 9 inches in height, straight as an arrow and seemingly possessed of an immense amount of vital force. A man who would stand by a friend through thick and thin, but, if expression be any criterion, would be as relentless as a blood hound on the path of an enemy. Pictures on the walls and in the stores had made the features familiar, and the reporter had no difficulty in recognizing Wild Bill's friend, and Buffalo Bill's chum, the noted

CAPT. JACK CRAWFORD,

The man who is famous throughout the Black Hills, and who killed three horses under him in riding from the scene of conflict to the nearest station, carrying dispatches for the New York Herald and beating all other couriers by five hours-a feat for which he immediately received a check for $222 75.

The reporter approached, introduced himself, and after the usual commonplace expressions which follow a self introduction, he was invited into Captain Jack's room, and the duo started up stairs. Arrived there, business was at

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THE TWO SCOUTS.

Buffalo Bill and Captain Jack Restless-Tired of Civilized Life and Desirous of a Position where they can Fight the Indians.

A rumor was being circulated through our streets last night that Buffalo Bill and Captain Jack had been called to the service of the Government in Idaho by official requisition. The statement, by reason of the excitement resting on the war with the redskins and the well-known character of the men in question, created great interest. Accordingly, as the clock told the hour of 8:30 this morning, a reporter of the BEE was immediately dispatched to the Golden Eagle to interview the noted scouts and ascertain the truth or falsity of the pervading rumor. Arrived at the hotel a person was seen standing at the door-a fine-looking young man with a face which would not seem remarkable for strength of purpose or energy were it not for two piercing eyes which sparkled with an expression betokening a nevertiring heart and a will of steel. Long hair, a la Joaquin Miller, floated down his shoulders, and a broad-brimmed, slouched hat covered his head. Some 5 feet 9 inches in height, straight as an arrow and seemingly possessed of an immense amount of vital force. A man who would stand by a friend through thick and thin, but, if expression be any criterion, would be as relentless as a blood hound on the path of an enemy. Pictures on the walls and in the stores had made the features familiar, and the reporter had no difficulty in recognizing Wild Bill's friend, and Buffalo Bill's chum, the noted

CAPT. JACK CRAWFORD,

The man who is famous throughout the Black Hills, and who killed three horses under him in riding from the scene of conflict to the nearest station, carrying dispatches for the New York Herald and beating all other couriers by five hours-a feat for which he immediately received a check for $222 75.

The reporter approached, introduced himself, and after the usual commonplace expressions which follow a self introduction, he was invited into Captain Jack's room, and the duo started up stairs. Arrived there, business was at