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VOL. 27. NO. 45.
HE APPEAL KEEPS IN FRONT
BECAUSE:
1It aims to publish all the news possible
2It does so impartially, wasting no words
8Its correspondents are able and energetic
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UST imagine yourself getting ready
for a hunt into a fine territory where
game is plentiful. This is just what
happened to our party, composed of
Bob Hall, Louis Martin, Ye Scribbler,
"Slow" Coatwright (teamster) and
Henry the cook.
We left Del Rio on the morning of
the 28th of November and passed
over into Mexico through the little
town of Las Vacas where we had to go through a
rigid examination, such as paying duty on mer
chandise, ammunition and bonding our horses and
outfit.
We passed San Lorenza about 12 miles out from
Las Vacas, this place being the headquarters ranch
for the pastures which contain the cattle of Gen.
Lorenza Gonzales Trevenio. This place is stocked
mostly with well-bred steers which come up to
the standard along with our American cattle.
After traveling about 15 miles and still In this
pasture we stopped and "nooned it" as grass was
fine and our horses certainly relished the feed.
Bob, Louis and Myself were riding horseback and
of course this made the trip more enjoyable as we
could skirmish alongside of the road and hunt and
In this manner we kept the outfit well supplied
with game while on the move. That day we nooned
at Tienete Lake, where we killed several ducks,
but did not tarry long enough to have them for
dinner. After a good dinner we felt much better,
so were up and away as we wanted to get to the
mountains where game was plentiful. That even
ing we arrived at Sorro or Fox Creek where we
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found excellent water, but encountered one of the
worst gravel beds about 500 yards across, and in
crossing this we had to assist the chuck wagon
over.
Up bright and early next morning and away in
a rush as the mountains were our goal. During
this day in the forenoon nothing of any importance
happened, but long about sundown business be
an to pick up. We had just arrived at the
Baballos (Horse Creek) and watered our horses
and intended going beyond about three miles
where grass was good. Just after we crossed
this creek I left the wagon and rode out along
side at a''distance of about one-half mile, in
doing this I was in hopes of finding a deer as
the range was fine and prospects good. To my
surprise I found something better than a deer, a
big black bear. I was about 500 yards from the
wagon and upon arriving at the top of a nice
smooth knoll I noticed Mr. Bruin and he spied me
about the same time. The country was rolling
and I was riding an excellent horse, so you can
imagine my feelings, as I was confident of hav
ing some genuine sport. I tightened up my sad
dle and looked for my rope, but had left it in the
wagon. Without a moment's hesitation I reached
for my rifle. Then the race began. This bear
was not very fat, and of course could put up a
fast race. He made for the side of a nearby hill
and it was my Intention to head him off to keep
him from entering a cave. Giving my horse full
rein and extra hard spur thrust I was able to
turn Mr. Bear and by doing this I got him started
across a somewhat level place. Riding along
side at a distance of about 150 feet I took my
first shot, hitting him in the fleshy part of the
hind leg, but this seemed only to make Bruin
run the faster. Seeing I would have to do better
than this I tried to get closer, but could not
make it. Taking three more shots I still missed
as I was running my horse at full speed and could
not hit the mark as readily as if I was standing.
At the next shot I was within about 20 feet of
the bear and this shot took effect Just as the
bullet hit the bear he wheeled and made direct
towards my horse, catching him by the tail. Now,
good reader, this may not seem scary, but try it
one time and see how your blood circulates. Mine
nearly pushed my hair off my head. If I had not
been riding a good horse it would have been
serious sure enough. My horse realized the posi
tion he was in and I had to ride to keep my seat
as there was some high jumping and quick work
done which all happened in a few minutes. After
the bear tore loose from the horse's tall he stum
bled over to one side and stood there with his
bead down, badly wounded. One more shot fin
ished him and I was somewhat glad of It at my
blood was pumping wildly and neded a rest after
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such strenuous exercise. This
took in all about 20 minutes
of as fine sport as I have ever
had. Was "something out of
the ordinary and a little differ
ent" and that't what we all want. Bob being
nearby came to my assistance and we both placed
the bear on my horse and carried it over to the
camp where we skinned the pelt.
That evening we camped at El Remado, where
the coyotes were very plentiful, but we did not
stop early enough to place our traps. We had
five well-trained hounds on this trip. The next
morning Louis killed a fine specimen of a coyote,
large, with fine fur and nice color. That evening
we entered "Cibolo" (Buffalo) canyon, which to
start with was quit shy of water. Just at the en
trance 'tis awfully rough and very slow going, so
rather than to take chances of a break-down we
decided to wait till morning and then get an
early start so we could make it through this pass
in one day. That day we hunted both sides of
the road for "tenaho" or pot holes which most
generally contain water if one can find one where
the cattle cannot reach. Luck was with us as we
found one of these "pots" near the road which
had sufficient water to water all the horses. The
balance of the distance we had to assist the wag
on by the aid of the "saddle horses" on account
of bad roads and the grade was continually going
higher.
That morning Louis killed a deer and the same
evening I killed a big black tail buck, very fat
and a fine specimen We only made about ten
miles that day but were up early next morning
so as to reach the water hole as the water ques
tion was something serious and we had to arrange
our traveling accordingly. We passed through a
grassy strip of about five miles where grass was
fine and green. These grass strips seemed to be
all through these mountains. I suppose the rains
must have fallen in streaks. We reached the
water hole and watered the teams and filled kegs.
After a consultation we decided to return to the
grass to rest the horses and above all try and
get some black-tail deer. We reached this grass
about noon as it was only about three miles from
the watering place. That evening we did not
find the deer as expected but were still in good
spirits as our horses were doing nicely on the
green grass. After deciding to go further into
the mountains as the Cerro Colorado (Red Moun
tain) was our destination, we went back to the
water-hole. Bob, Louis and I rode on ahead of
the wagon and on the way over there noticed
where a panther had followed down the trail to
the water-hole. We went on down to the water
and watered the dogs and then turned them loose
on the panther's trail, as we were anxious for a
chase and we had it from the very start. The old
dog "Remus" led off followed by the other four
and let me tell yon, gentle reader, we had to do
some riding so as to keep In touch with them.
The going was awfully rough and on several oc-
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casions we had to walk
and lead our horses so as
to pass over some of the
roughest places. The dogs
finally stopped our pan
ther and as I was ahead I
located him first sitting on
a rock upon the side of a
big bluff, so, taking no
chances as tp his getting
away, I let go at him,
striking him in the stom
ach. This shot knocked
him off the rock but did
not kill him. He rolled
down among the dogs and
business was good for a
few minutes, but Mr. Pan
ther was getting weak and
could not hold out any
longer, so turned in his
checks. We measured him
to be 8 feet 2 inches from
tip to tip. Good size, don't
you think?
Next morning Bob killed
two fine bucks and I kill
ed one. Louis and myself
started up to top of the
mountain, which only
looked to be about a mile
distant, but we were four
hours going to the top.
Here we had some great
sport shooting black-tail
deer, as they were plenti
ful and on? could get such
good lon($ .ro^ige shots,
which were-the kind we
wanted as they afforded
the greater sport. Killing
deer in this way was toe
easy, as they were plenti
ful and could be had most
any time.
On the top and sides of
these mountains one finds
juniper trees covered with
berries, white and red
oak, two kinds of cedar
and scrub oak or "shin
ery," besides numerous
other trees. Wild pears
seem to thrive there also
All the deer killed on
these mountains were fat
and as fine flavored meat
as one could wish.
After wandering around
over these mountains till
about 3 p. m. we decided
to return to camp W
reached camp about 7 thai
evening.
Next day nothing of any interest happened and
after deciding to move over to a nearby canyon
we broke camp and rode about two miles further
where wood was plentiful and where we could
find large trees so we could hang the deer, as ws
wanted to cure the meat.
Returning to camp next morning I found some
more good news as Louis had located a bear on top
of "Cerro Colorado" and had shot at him, but
being so far away did not hit him. This was
what we wanteda bear chase with the dogs.
So back to camp came Louis and after a consulta
tion we decided to wait till morning before start
ing after the bear. The next morning we were
away before daylight, Bob and Louis going horse
back and leading the dogs while I went afoot up
through another canyon and we were to meet at
the top at a designated place.
I was about half a mile across a canyon, Louia
at another point, Bob at another and Henry, the
cook, could not stand the temptation so he had to
follow, and was placed at another entrance. Dur
ing this time the dogs were hot on the trail mak
ing good time, and if you have never been in such
a suspense as this just try getting on a prominent
point overlooking the entrance to several small
canyons and in hearing of a good pack of hounds
if you have any sporting blood in your veins it
will surely come forth and make you feel for the
time being that you are "lord of all you survey."
Things had begun to get interesting now as the
dogs were getting nearer all the time and each of
us expecting the bear to come down through the
canyon where we were. Presently Louis heard
something that sounded like the exhaust of an
automobile, and he knew, just the moment he
heard it, that it was the bear breathing, and a fat
bear makes an awful breathing noise when tired
and hot Louis made a run over to a small point,
as he knew the bear would come in through a
small cut, because he could hear the rocks rolling
off the side of the hill which was caused by the
bear coming down in such haste. When being
pursued by a pack of dogs and in close quarters a
bear will not run down hill but Just puts his head
down and forms himself in the shape of'a ball
and rolls down hill. Rocks half the size of a
barrel were falling down these bluffs. Louis
rounded the point just in time to intercept Bruin
and at a distance of about 30 feet let drive at
him with his .30-30, hitting him In the heart This
did not stop him as he rolled and fell along for
some 50 feet before stopping. Another shot
brought him to a halt About this time the dogs
began to arrive and were pretty much all in, as
a run of 6 or miles through so rough a country
will tire out the best of them. So back to the
horses (a distance of about a mile) we started
and after partaking of a lunch and a few minutes
rest we were off to bring in the three deer and
the bear to camp, as It was getting along about
S p. m. and wo did not want to got caught up In
the mountains after dark. *~W ^*-k~
E NO MANNERS'
Young German Prince Says This
of Americans.
Adelbert, Third Son of the Kaiser,
Says We Are the Rudest Peo
plo in the Whole
World.
New York.We are the rudest peo
ple in the world. Prince Adelbert,
aged 27, third son of the Kaiser, says
so and when a prince makes a state
ment it is never quite politenor safe
to contradict him. The fact that
recently two young Americans did recan,
fuse to acknowledge his royal prero
gative to "boss" is the reason for his
conclusion that "Americans have ab
solutely no manners." The young
man has been spending the summer at
a famous European pleasure resort,
also patronized by a large number of
society folk from this country. Ten
nis has been the favorite sport of the
young folks from "the States" and the
prince, who is a splendid player, made
a great many friends among them.
One Saturday afternoon he had been
watching with great interest the bril
liant play of Bernard Dell, the well
known athlete of Princeton Univer
sity. The game over, he asked Mr.
Dell to play a single with him on the
morrow.
"Sorry," said Mr. Dell, "but I never
play games on Sundays."
"But I ask you," insisted the prince.
"Sorry again," replied Mr. Dell, "but
I cannot go against my religious prin
ciplesnot even for you."
Well, this was a situation with
which the prince had never had to
cope before in the whole course of his
life, for when royalty says "I ask" it
means nothing else but "I command"
and here was a person who refused to
be commanded. There was nothing
he could do so "he done it," but it was
a wrathy young prince who strode
away from the firm-jawed American*.
Not long after that most astonish
ing experience Prince Adelbert, in
tending to give a dinner to some of
the German nobility passing through
Prince Adelbert.
the resort, suddenly made up his
mind that his American friends should
be his guests as well and, forthwith,
he walked to the tennis courts and
"asked" all of them. Now it happen
ed that a Philadelphia girl was also
to give a party on the day the royal
Germans "were to be in the place and,
as the prince knew, the Americans
were to be her guests. So when the
invitation to attend his dinner was
given the Americans politely declined
it, saying that they "would not disap
point Miss Blank for worlds." Then
they resumed their game as if noth
ing had happened. The prince wa9
astounded. Could it be possible that
any one should dare to turn down a
last-minute invitation issued by one
of royal blood? That ordinarily un
titled human beings should not be
willing, yes, should not jump at the
chance to cancel any other engage
ment for the honor of sitting at his
table was most amazing. But what
could he do about it? Nothing, obvi
ously. He tried to work off a little of
his indignation by giving out the state
ment that we were rude and .unman
nerly, but the Americans, who had
treated him quite as if he were a
somewhat too haughty young society
man, didn't seem to mind greatly.
European society, however, is much
excited over the affair, one section sid
ing with the prince, maintaining that
the invitation of a member of a reign
ing house should be regarded as a
royal command by everybody, without
distinction of nationality while on
the other hand, all the Americans and
a great many Europeans are taking
the part of Mr. Dell and the girl, argu
ing that they were not impolite and
only acted quite as sensible young
Americans should.
Prince Adelbert, who, like the rest
of the Kaiser's sons, is rather prepos
sessing in appearance and manner,
was married three years ago to his
cousin, Princess Victoria of Schles*
wig-Sonderburg.
Bottle of Catsup Blew Up.
Springfield, Mass.Mrs. Herbert
Morgan, will lose the sight her left
eye as the result of an explosion of a
bottle of catsup. A bottle of catsup
was on the table when it blew up,
and a fragment of glass was Imbedded
in Mrs. Morgan's eyeball.
Drown Trying to Capture Pig.
Akron, OWhile attempting to
capture a pig on the banks of the
Cuyahoga river, near Boston Mills,
Antonio Moravl and John Argus fell
Into the stream and were drowned.
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GRAVE OF RICHARD GATLING
Remains of Inventor of Famous Gun
Rest in Crown Hill Cemetery,
Indianapolis.
Indianapolis, Ind.Amid the fra
grance of grass and flowers and
capped by a beautiful monument the
mortal remains of Dr. Richard Gat
ling, inventor of the famous Gatling
gun, lie in Crown Hill cemetery. But
few people in this part of the state
know that in that western corner of
the cemetery back of the chapel is the
last resting place of the man who gave
to the powers the powerful medium
of authority, the deadly Gatling.
Richard Gatling made a fortune out
of the gun and died poor. "Like all
inventors," said Attorney John E. Dun
"Dr. Gatling had nothing when he
Dr. Gatling's Tomb.
died, although he amassed a fortune
from his gun.." Mr. Duncan is a
nephew of the inventor His mother
and Mrs. Gatling were sisters.
Dr. Gatling came to Indianapolis
when a young man. He invented the
first wheat drill, after which he en
tered the real estate business, dealing
in western lands. It was after the
war he invented his gun. An unsuc
cessful effort was made by local men
to form a company and sell stock to
manufacture the gun. Finally Gatling
got the Colt people at Hartford, Conn.,
to manufacture the instrument. This
took Gatling to Hartford. Later he
traveled through Europe and the pow
ers took up the gun immediately. It
proved its worth afterwards, particu
larly in the Boer war.
Gatling died in New York city about
three years ago. His remains were
brought to TndianapohY ahd the monu
ment was erected by his1
only living
child, Richard H. Gatling, a New York
city mortgage broker. Gatling was
born in North Carolina.
HISTORIC TENNESSEE HOUSE
Remarkable Old-Fashioned and Crude
ly Constructed Building That Has
Housed Five Generations*
Knoxville, Tenn.The remarkabre
house shown in the accompanying il
lustration is one of the most historic
buildings in East Tennessee. It was
built about 1735. It is a two-story,
four-roomed building made entirely of
fine timber, sawed by hand with the
old-fashioned whip saw, and the nails
made by hand. The frame work is
made very strong, the corner post be
ing twelve-inch pine beams put to
gether with large pine pins,' the en
tire frame is put together with pine
pins. Between every wall it is filled
with brick and mortar laid in brick
building style.
There is one especially large room,
which was used in colonial days for
dwelling, church, court house and
some of the old time singing schools
was taught in It. During the Civil war
its occupants was driven from it by
the northern soldiers and was used by
Built in 1735.
them for a camp. Its white plastered
walls was left almost black, and its
surroundings all left in a very dilapi
dated condition, but when its occu
pants returned after all danger of war
was over it was soon repaired and is
well preserved in spite of all the hard
ships, and has been handed down from
one generation to another until at the
present time the fifth one is living
in it.
Hunting Rats, Finds $2,000.
Rockford, 111.Wtiile hunting for
rats in the cellar of a house to which
he moved, Albert Raymond of Syca
more, unearthed a pickle jar contain
ing $1,600 in currency and $400 In sil
ver. The house was formerly the
home of Richard Brown, a recluse,
who died years ago. Raymond shared
his find with Harry Brown, who owns
the house.
"Iron Jawed" Woman Falls.
Mount Vernon, 111.Mme. Erase,
while doing the iron jaw act, fell from
the top of the big tent here receiving
injuries that are believed to be fatal.
The rope which held the strap broke,
causing the accident
MINNESOTA
HISTORICAL
SOCIETY.
THE APPEAL STEADILY GAINS
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4-lt is the organ of ALL Afro-Americans.
5-It is not controlled by any ring or cliaue.
6-It asks no support but the people's.
$2.40 PER YEAR.
STATUE TO MORGAN
Memorial to Bold Raider
veiled in Lexington.
The Morgan Statue.
er he had dispersed a small Union
force at Tompkinsville he issued a
proclamation to the people of Ken
tucky He was preparing the way for
Gen. Bragg's invasion of the state.
He routed the Union forces at Leb
anon, and captured several prisoners
in a rapidly-executed raid. He press
ed on to the Ohio, destroying a long
railroad bridge between Cynthia and
Paris. He dispersed the Home guards
at Cynthia and was advancing on Cin
cinnati when a cavalry force under
Green Clay Smith drove him to Rich
mond.
In 1863 he crossed the Ohio river
into Indiana, capturing ay small num
ber of prisoners. Later, with 3,500
men and six guns, he crossed the Cum
berland river at Burkesville. At Co
lumbia he met a party of Union cav
alry, fought them three hoars, and
partly sacked the town.
His capture of Corydon, Ind., and
the stern measures used in replenish
ing his supplies caused him to be de
nounced as a brigand and aroused the
entire north. He was forced to re
treat and his raid ended at Burlington
Ford, Ind., where 800 of his troopers
were captured. Morgan escaped. In
diana breathed more freely and Cin
cinnati, which he had threatened to
capture, halted in its hasty plans of
defense.
Gen. Morgan's methods brought
forth severe criticism in the north, but
the south regarded him as a great cav
alryman, and the state of his birth,
although it did not join the confed
eracy, now honors his memory.
LOVE NOTE COMES TOO LATE
Grocer's Clerk Finds Girl Who Wrote
It Is Married and Has
Family:
Boston, Mass.The Society of
Canned Flirts, in Boston, received an.
other recruit the other day, when a
Rockland grocer's clerk sent an ardent
note to a young woman who had writ
ten her name on the label of a can
of squash. At a favorable moment he
indited a missive to the squash can
ner, mentioning himself favorably and
offering to correspond further. Now
he Is wondering how long ago that
squash ripened under the autumn sun.
The letter he received in answer to
his note read:
"My Dear Boy: Times have changed
since I packed that can of squash and
wrote my name on the label. I have
married since then and have a family
of my own. Tou should have written
sooner."
Eighty-Nine and Weds Girl of Thirteen
Sergent, Ky.Uncle Jim Norland,
aged eighty-nine years, was married
in Sergent recently to Miss SaJJie
Brown, a schoolgirl, aged thirteen -h
yaars. TN?
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Splendid Equestrian Statue of Noted
Confederate General Who Was a
Prominent Figure During
Civil War Period.
Lexington, Ky.Kentucky recently
celebrated the memory and deeds of
one of the confederacy's greatest cav
alry raiders, Gen. John H. Morgan,
whose name, with that of Gen. Mosby
of Virginia, fills the annals of daring
in the civil war.
Morgan's name was a terror in the
border states of the Ohio river until
the union forces dominated Kentucky,
and his brilliant service in many of
the most important battles, including
Shiloh, Pittsburg Landing and others,
stamped him as one of the great lead
ers of the south.
His career was cut short Sept. 4,
1864, when he was trapped by federal
forces at Greenville, Tenn., and was
shot dead in attempting to escape,
with his staff, from a house in that
city which had been surrounded in
the Union surprise.
The entire south has taken an in
terest in the erection of this monu
ment. The Kentucky legislature ap
propriated $7,500 toward its cost and
the Daughters of the Confederacy a1
like sum. Other contributions came
from private sources.
Pompee Coppini, the sculptor, of
Los Angeles, Cal., executed the monu
ment. Coppini, the sculptor, of Los
Angeles, Cal, executed the monu
ment. Coppini is an Italian.
Morgan's first notable exploit was
his invasion of Kentucky from Ten
nessee in 1861. Twelve hundred men
marched under his standard, and aft-
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