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THE SITW, SUNDAY, OCTOBER 18, 1808.
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I A JAY BOY FROM THE EAST.
CREEDE THOUGHT HIM EAST WHE.S
BE CAME TO THE CAMV.
It Refrained from rtesrnllng Hit Talk
About HI Pertlgre e and Hold Him Mind
-Then the Day After He Left Il Discov
ered th Cnliwnl Wonder II Rail Mnde.
SAMIIwnTOX. Oct. S "I don'l suppose that
nr man who-ever lilt up Creede when that
amp was booming along Ilk a Wisconsin
lumber drlvl going to stand up and .v
that C'rede was anything like a dead easy
lark or a nutty proposition for tendsrfeet."
aid Tom Wilkinson, now of thin town, who
used lo bo Sheriff of Creed.. "When you (rot
down to l. aJt th hor In thn day worn
.rafter, more or lns, and I gnes I just
as much of a grafter a nriT of "em, even if thy
did elect me Sheriff and refrnln from shooting
hole In the pint hat that I wore all the lime
I wa Sheriff. The Creed push, when Creede
tn llrelr. waa surely made np of amooth peo
ple, and when It came to nibbling at foxv
came there wasn't a man of 'em that wouldn't
make a souole of side ateps and then ahoot
awlft and straight. But I've often observed
in the course of a hap of piking around the
big eampa that It'a just these wise, crafty
eamp that are bound. eTerr one in while.
to get it paated on them the hardest and tn an
ggravatlngly eaar war.
"A bl goaaoon of tnderfoot-lookln
young fellow he waen't more than 23 or 24
tamed up in Creede one afternoon In Auguat.
1863. When I was turning the day trick In
keeping the camp aa orderly as It could be
kept. I call him tenderfoot-looking because
he waa togged out that way frock coat, light
striped trousers, patent leather ahoe and that
kind of rig. He didn't try to saw off a plug
hat on u with that make-up for ome reason
or other I wa the only man that could wear
plug hat In Creed with Impunlty-and the
little plaid fore-and-aft can that he wore with
that long frock thing made him look even
more bf a yap than his actiona mad him ap
pear to b. The young fellow didn't do any
swaggering or hutting Into anybody, hut he
eeemed to be just naturally soft. He had a
big moon face, with pink cheeks, and his light
early hair and white eyebrows made him look
lily-livered. H put ui at old Mrs. Rpagan's
boarding house and thn hov there sized him
np as too much o? n jellyfish to be worth rick
ing on. He Trent around grinning, with his
hands in hla pockets, and when any of the
bora happened to drop him a word just to
draw him out and see what his lay was. he
hot off the eonceltedest messV.f talk you ever
heard. The hoys out In Creed weren't In the
habit, aa you may supiiose, of making anv
brags about their fnmily trees, but you only
had to toss a word at this cub to set him to
rattling about who and what lie was and who
and what his people were. He took a lone
chance In doing that, but the talk just made
the boys so tired that thev didn't have the
energy to souse him In the creek or chuck him
under a stamp mill. I ran into him myself
the day after he stnick the camp and I hadn't
nr more'n given him the civil greet than h
began to put m next to his whole business.
"'My name's Harvey Gaddis the Onddises
of Delnware. y' know.' says he to me, 'and
p8 I'm out here looking for nn investment for
my father. Harvey Gaddis of Washington, D.
C. Must ha' heard of him. haven't yon?'
" 'No,' said I, 'I haven't heard of him. But
I want to tell you something, son. Cut out
the pedigree talk around here. The boys
might kind o' take it as a kind of reflection
upon them. Fact is. there's some of them
that might hove mude you feci small already
if it wasn't for what you say about looking for
an investment. They've all got n hole or two
in the ground to unload, and that's largely
the reason why they're standing for this chin
music of yours about what a warm tribe
you've renegaded from. If you're going to
invest in Creede dirt, you'll get all he show
Pin the world to do it. But cut out the fam
ily tree guff. It won't help you n little hit,
if you want to get all that s coming to you,
a to any stranger, in this camp.'
.V'The young jay seemed to lmproe some
after this talk I gave him. and he did let up cm
the Gaddlses-nf-Oolaware Mow. But he re
mained a pretty weak kind of a pollvwog, for
all that. The boys let him alone because they
figured him as a pretty sure investor, and thev
didn't want to chase capital out of the camp.
ao they let him blow himself for nil the drinks
he wanted to buy for them, which was a good
many, although they couldn't get out of the
habit of siring him up out of the tails of their
yes. He had a steady jag for the first week he
hit the camp, and on a couple of occasions mv
night, marshal had to lead him to old Mrs.
Iteagan's. I have sin -e had occasion to believe
that the tenderfoot never was drunk nt all
while he was In the camp, but that he assumed
all o' this calluw. college -boy festivity just in
the line of working up his par; .
"This Harvey Gaddis boy hadn't been in the
eamp for more than ten days before all of the
boys that had disappointing, no-pay shafts in
the rock began to get around him for a deal.
They took him out. one by one,, to look over
their claims and tho whelp tried to loot wise
When he inspected them and talked stuff about
strata and ledges and leads that sounded like
pe might have picked it out of his geology
book at school. Somehow or other lie didn't
seem to be very keen on the buy until Buck
Wlngat". one of the sharpest mine saltern
that ever stuffed a shotgun full of yellow slugs,
got hold of him and took him nut to one of his
holes. Buck's rock was beautifully fixed
Book spent three hard days and nights at the
job and It appeared to strike the tenderfoot's
ere. He asked Buck how much he wanted for
the claim.
" 'Well.' said Bu?k. 'I've got so derned many
claims around here, or am podners in so niHiiy.
that I haven't got the time to go ahead with
this one. although I'm dead sure it's a Com
atocker. I'll let you have it for $25.(101).'
'Well,' said the voung fellow, 'while 1 guess
I know just as much about a mino as any of
you and this looks good to me I'm not going
to think of taking it until I have a regular
mining engineer look at it and report upon it.
1 11 have a man come down from Denver and
tall me what he thinks of it.'
Buck sort of screwed sideways at this, for
he knew that it's no easy thing to put up a job
f aalt on a Denver mining engineer. He bad
to stand for the tenderfoot's proposition, how
ever, and sure enough, three days later, the
mining engineer from Denver showed up
Hone of the boys in camp had ever seen or
heard of this Denver mining engineer tiefore
and they had a great laugh, even If they were
a bit surprised, when he inspected Buck's put
up job and pronounced it 0. K promising,
and worth about $1.1.000 on its present show
ing. The boys said among themselves that
the mining engineer was probably just out of
some mining institute in Boston or somewhere,
he looked so voung and green and his ap
praisal of Buck's fixed hole was so funny.
"Buck demurred a good deal when the Har
vey Gaddis boy said that he would only pay
Urt.Omi. but nt length, after a day of hemming
and hawing, he consented to accept the terms.
which were to be cash.
"I'll telegraph to my father. Harvey Gad
dis of Washington, D. C. to send me the money
right away.' said the tenderfoot when the bar
gain was struck, and he walked right down to
the telegraph office with Buck and sent this
despatch: 'Harvey Gaddis. such-and-such a
number on Massachusetts avenue, Washing
ton. D. ('.: Express fl.'i.liOO currency imme
diately. Have found big bargain.'
The rumor of the success of Buck's deal
with the jay boy from;back Kasl got around the
amp in no time and a lot of the boys mat lay
On the floors oftths rum factories and dancing
tents and hollered over it. But they were
careful not to sav anything that could cop
Buck's game with the tenderfoot. They knew
that Buck didn't let people monkey with him
that way.
' While he waited for the arrival of the cur
rency from Washiugton, the boy with the
pedigree started off on another whirl, and on
the first night he stacked up against Con Dins
more s stud poker game. He took about
400 away from Con the first night, $7uo the
next night. $lx the third night, and on the
fourth day he sloughed it all back at Con's
table and went broke besides. lie knew as
much about the game of stud poker aa I do of
Yiddish, hut he just played in luck for the first
three goes tit Con's game, and when his luck
shook him on the fourth dav I ; sent under
tn a heap. '
" "1 don't care.' said the jay. trying to look
game, after he went broke, 'I've got $15.imki
coming to-day or to-morrow, and rll see what
I ran Do with that.
" "How about that mine o' buck Wingate'a'r'
asked one of the boys who heard him make
this bieuk
""Oh I'll pay for that out of what I win.'
was the cub's reply.
"Buck had been called lo Denver on some
Una of a phony deal or other on the day 'icfure
or else he might hate worrird a good deal
about the course hla tenderfoot customer took
when hie 15.iki arrived at the camp. My
self and a couple of the boys were with the
White- browed capitalist when be went
i down to th ipres offlee, In irsrpoo tn th
' notification, to get hla big bundle of money
, from Harry Osddls. Washington. D. t . H
I opend the big brown, carefully sealed en -
elope before us, snd eountd the flfi.OiiO in
absolutely new crisp $50 and IOti bills on
' th xnrss office counter. we all had a close
look and a feel of the bills, for that kind of
: inonev wnsn't common In Creede. Gold was
th circulating medium, and what, paper
money turned np in the camp wa always
greasy and worn. . , .. . . .
" 1xiks nice, her?' inquired the tenderfoot.
Father must have gotten these Treasury
notes right fresh from th Treasury."
"I told the cub. in a good-natured way. that
: Jl.'.mio waa a pretty olg wad for a young
I tellow to h packing around with him In
( reede. and that It would lie a good scheme
for him to place It In Joe Cooley s hotel safe
I oyer night, and take a receipt for It.
" 'Oh, I'm going to win back what I lost st
stud poker first. ' said he 'Then I'll put It all
In the safe.'
"I didn't want lo wast any more breath on
such a chucklehead. and so I let him go on
about his business He mad for Con Dlns
more's stud poker layout right off. He bought
Sl.ntK) worth of chips at the go-off. nnd his
fine. nee-, crisp Treasury f 100 bills made a hit
with Oon. . ..... .
" "If you win out.' said Con. I II just cash
you with the yellow boys, and hang on to (his
green stuff myself for luck, if you don't mind.'
"The Harvey Oaddla boy said something
about the heftlnee of gold to carry around,
but If Dlnamore really wanted the paper, why.
he'd leave It there, of course. Then he
waltzed in and socked It to Con's game for
$l.7ixr within an hour. Although there were
four other men In the game not another one of
'em had a thimbleful of luck except the ten
derfoot. Within half an hour he had put Con
nn even S2.000 up against It. and then hr said
he'd cash in and drop down to Bird Manley's
for a bit of faro.
" "All right.' said Con. come back when you
amaah Bird's layout.' and Dlnsmore cashed
the tenderfoot's chips in double eagles, hold
ing on to the $1,000 In Treasury notes, aa he
ssld he wss going to do.
"The cub went over to Joe Conler s and
put the big bag of gold coin In the safe. Then
he went lo Bird Manley's faro layout, and
made a hit with Bird. too. by plunking down
$1,000 In crisp $o0 and $100 notes Tor his
stacks nf blues and yellows. Bird fingered the
bills admiringly.
" "Don't get that kind of money often out
here, do you?' the tenderfoot aaked him with
" 'No. Bird replied, 'and I'd juat aa lief you'd
leave it here if you get into me. It's easy to
count out. and I haven't seen any of It in so
long that I'm lonesome. It you rap me. I'll
square with you in gold.'
Again the tenderfoot, who seemed to be
rather maudlin with drink by this tiro, was
agreeable, and he pitched in and walloped
Bird's game almost to a standstill. He played
bank like a Digger Injun 'ud 'lav th piano,
keeping no eases st ail, but just hanging and
slobbering over the table and slapping down
a stack here and a copper there with no more
idea of the cards that were out or in th box.
apparently, than a tiddler In a dance tent a
mile off. But. all the name, he was Into Man
ley to the tune of $.'l.HOO after he had been
playing for a couple of hours, and then he
seemed to have too much of a jag to go on.
He mumbled that he thought he'd cash In for
the uight. Bird counted out $4,000 In double
eagles the amount of the tenderfoot's or.gi
naTstake and his winnings and the night
marshal and a couple of other boys helped th
cub pack the coin over to Joe tonley's safe
and then put the apparently jagged descendant
of the Onddlses to bed. in ail. Jo Conlev's
Bafc contained $7,000 of his money in gold.
"The Harvey Gaddis hov looked a bit rocky
when he showed up the next morning.
" 'Say. what did you let me gamble for Inst
night?' he asked me when he met me down
town. 'Didn't you know that that $l,r..iSMi I
received from father was to pay for the mine?'
" 'Son,' said I, 'I'm not the skv pilot of this
camp. Moreover, you don't know the differ
ence between advice and a ton of coal.'
"'Why. it was awful:' the cub went on.
Must think of it I might have lost! I'm
going to follow Buck Wingate right up to Den
ver to-dav and pay him that $I. ikmi
" 'That's n gjod scheme. said I. thinking
that Buck might as well have the bundle a
the tiger layouts, and 1 went with him when
he made for the express office to order the ex
press people to box. up the $7.61 K) in gold at
Joe Conley's safe.
" 'Why don't you trade back some of that
gold for the parjer monoy you gave to Con
Dinsmoro and Bird Manley?' I asked him.
" 'Oh.' said he, 'they like the stuff and I
don't want to take It awav from them.'
"He was out of the camp nnd hound f. ir
Denver with his $7,000 box of gold coin be
fore noon and before more than half a dozen
of the boys in camp kusw he was going after
Wingate to pay him for the mine. Dinsmore
and Manley. when they heard of It. expressed
natural regret that he hadn't stayed on long
enough to give them a chance to get even, but
thev consoled themselves with the reflection
that he would I back in a couple of days.
"Buck Wingate got back from Denver the
next morning The first question the boys
asked him was If he had met his tenderfoot
mine customer in Denver, nnd got the $15,
ui'ii bundle.
" 'Why, no.' said Buck, with a look of sur
prise on hla face. "Has he left the camp?
" 'Went up to Denver yesterday to pay vou
for your hole in the ground half in gold and
half in new bills.'
"Bird Manley was the first to smell a rat.
He took the $50 and $100 bills that the Harvey
Gaddis boy had given him down to the oaah
I icr of the bank. The cashier smiled when he
I lixikcd at one of the bills. He only gave one
little feel of one of the bills between his thuinh
I mid middle finger, and then he tossed the mess
I of fl.ooo out through his little window to
I Mauley.
" 'I'hony stuff,' sold the cashier, 'and a poor
; article at that. How long have you been a
giod thing. Manley?'
"Manley dropped by Con Dinamore's place
and told Con o( the thing. They were a very
tired-1'.oking pair. The Secret Bervlce man
from the Treasury Department who arrived
In Creede about a week later had us describe
the tenderfoot. Then he grinned
" 'Tenderfoot?' said he. "That fellow was
Hiram Blundell. who's been one of the clever
est queer-shovers on thia continent ever since
he was knee-high to a grasshopper. Plnkey
lllnndell. we call him.'
"Then we told him about that mining ex
pert from Denver, and described him.
'"That was: Sassafras John Hitdnut.' said
the Secret Service man. 'and he. too. has been
shoving It all his life. But he's not as good
as l'lnkey.'
"A couple of days ago." concluded the ex
Sheriff of Creede. "I read that Plnkey Blun
dell had Keen gathered in down In Little Rock
for distributing some very tasty $2 sliver cer
tificates of the series of 1800."
THB TVRTJ.K AND XHK BVPEKSTITIOS.
A Matter of Theology Involved In an Inter
esting Samoan Experiment.
The South Sea turtle, though smaller, is just
as rich an article of diet as the green turtle of
the West Indies. The ocean about Samoa
swarms with turtles, and on certain of the
islands there are beadles much frequented by
them in the season of laying their eggs. From
one of theae beaches a resident of Apia ob
tained half a dozen turtles alive. He had some
sort of an idea that by keeping them for a while
and then turning them loose they would estab
lish themselvea on hia beach and return regu
larly In thn egg season. It was a taking theory ;
It had been proved to work in the case of brook
trout and codfish, and it should succeed In the
case of turtle. He built a large pen on his
beach In the suburb of Yaiala. Its walls were
guaranteed turtle proof, they Included a nice,
sunny beach, a shady stretch of trees, a pool
which the tide never emptied.
livery precaution was taken that the turtles
should not escape and by their escape spoil the
experiment. Every provision was made lor
tho comfort of the captives and the supply was
generous of such articles as It was supposed
that the turtles fed upon. The new prnprletor
of tills acclimation atation set before him tho
task of habituating his turtles by kind treat
ment and abundance of food to his particular
beach. But there were others who saw In It
nothing but a turtle farm, and at the same
time that the experimenter was making a vain
effort to get his pets to come at a whistle these
others were Watching with watering mouths
the fattening of the turtles.
One fine morning there was a break in th
fence of the turtle pen. In the darkness the
wall had been thrown down, and tho captives
had vanished. The experiment In acclimation
of sea turtles was at an end. Very naturally
suspicion fell on thn Hamoan population of
Vaiala. It hardly seemed possible that the
turtles could destroy the wall after It had
stood against them ao long. But Vaiala as a
community was shocked at the suspicion that
it would commit theft and iuterfere with an
experiment which would result so much to the
advantage of the village. And there was an
other reason why the village could not have
done the foul deed. It was not a thing to apeak
of in public, but tie. chief of the town came
privately anu divulged it. In the old days of
heathendom the Vaiala god inhabited the tur
tle, it would have been death to any Yaiala
man to eat turtle meat. Now they were all
Christians, but the people were superstitious
and would not have anythlug to do with turtle.
With equal privacy the native pastor called
and rehearsed the aiitne sad showing as to thn
efficacy of his ministry, converted though they
might be from their old paganism Vaiala was
yet loo superstitious to have anything to do
with the missing turtles. Elders of the town
council, maids of the village, ancient crones
who were supposed lo be as wise us witches,
each came under the vail of secrecy and confl
uence with a full confession of the po-i'.ivc
sanctity of turtles in Valaln. ami as a result of
thai superstition the certainty that tho pre
served animals hud escaped und had not been
eaten by the neighbors.
It is a problem In ethic-. The pen was surely
strong enough to hold the turtles The tiirllo
was reallv the ancestral god of Vaiala, and hm
such not to be eaten when they were yet in
heathendom. Yet Vaiala smiled as those
smile who hare eaten turtle with no qualms ol
theology.
AN ARIZONA MAIL ROUTE.
BAititBit'B itAin-nATaiJHi sionr ntnr.
IH APACHET.AXn.
Midnight Rnrnnntr with a Victim of Sav
ages on a Lonely Trull Whole Family
Bntrhered Narrow Escape from nn
Indian Bnnd-The Southwest In 1B7S.
At.BtrQCtCftQVE. N. M.. Oct. lO.-Mnjor Elliott
N. Barber, who lives on nn alfalfa ranch five
miles northwest of this city. Is one of the dis
appointed people In this locality, nnd the rea
son is that an old gunshot wound incapaci
tated him from stvIc with Hooscvelt's rough
riders in the Cuban campaign. "I feel." says
he. "that if I could have been with the boy
down titere at Santiago. I might have roccied
out a career of adventure that is somewhat un
usual even in the West." Major Barber Is
one of th best known men in Arizona and New
Mxleo. Hlsexperiencns twenty-five years ago
are among the most thrilling that have come
Into the life of any one in this region.
"I had my liveliest experiences In south
western New Mexico and southeastern Ari
zona in 1H7R and 1870." h said. "I had been
In the Deadwood and Iadvllle mining ex
citements when I heard at the latter camp that
wonderful gold finds hnd been made by cow
boys in the region of Tucson. Ariz. The re
ports thst came to me secretly were to the ef
fect that gold nuggets worth $2 and $3 were
as plentiful as cockleburs down there; that
some of the boys were just'shovelllng up gold
dust, and one of our former partners there
was already worth his thousands. Three of us
besides myself went crazy nt the news. Keep.
Ing our Information secret, we sold our camp
outfits and prepared at once to go to the para
dise for poor gold miners. Wo got a man to
buy two of our prospect holes at Leadvllle. We
eet out for Arizona with exactly $1.4iXl In our
common purse.
"We tramped all the way from Leadvllle
across the Bockles and down through the San
Juan range, past old Santa Fe and Albuquerque
to Tucson a distance of 1.200 miles of
the hardest, roughest desert mountain trails,
aa we followed them. For dnys we saw no
paleface, nnd once we lost the trsll and fol
lowed It 100 miles Into the Navajo Indian res
ervation. On July 10 we reached Alamo Crk.
seventy miles east of Tucson. There we be
gan panning for gold along with 300 other men.
We worked like beavers, and when w reached
bedrock beneath we panned gold that ran 40
nnd 50 cents to the pan. We were all terribly
excited, nnd forgot all the pain and hardships
of our tramp to get there. We bought a claim
adjacent to ours for $500. and dreamed of the
millions w were soon to possess. Panning
was too slow. and. also, the mines did not
yield so plentifully after the first few days. We
saw thnt the way to develop our two claims was
to run a sluice from the tiny creek and sluice
the pay dirt. All the other miners said we
were lucky dog", and thnt we had fallen Into a
fortune if we only managed tho property right.
To do sluicing on our claims wn had to buy
a slender water right Tor $300 and build a pine
board flume about 250 feet long. Lumber
and labor cost five times then what they do
now. The flume alon cost $400.
"When wp got to sluicing and hnd our sluice
boxes In order, we began operations with great
gusto. For a week we sluiced, hardly storplng
to oat or sleep, so excited were we at the for
tune we were sure was right in our grasp. We
had put all but $40 of our money Into our min
ing operations, nnd we reckoned on having
nbout $2,000 returned to us in pure gold when
tho week's sluicing wen finished. I can't tell
you with what anxious, hungry eyes we dived
into the sluice boxes when we turned the
water off and began the clean-up. Neither
have I words that can describe our feelings
: when we ecoojied up all the gold there in a ten
spoon. Altogether there was less than $5
worth. We knew that some one had salted
our claims nnd that we had been duped out of
about $1,:I00. We knew there wns no redress,
nnd, moreover, we would have died rather thnn
let auy one know that four miners from Colo
rado could be swindled on any gold proposition
by cowpoys.
"Heartsick nt the sudden vanishing of all
mv beautiful plans of what 1 would do with mv
j fortune from the mining claim. I slung my
bundle of blankets across my shoulder and
started to tramp to Tombstone 1 had exactly
$0 left as mv share of the inonev we brought to
the Territory. Tombstone was eighty miles
I dUtiuit ami there were rumors that the newly
found quartz mines there were turning out
I well. I reached the settlement now known
I ns the railroad town of Benson. 1 was then
atiout the bluest 1 ever was, nnd I did not care
what fate befell me.
"While I was sitting on my blankets in the
adobe Mexican store nt the settlement, a man
from California came up. He introduced
himself as James Nixon and said he was con
nected with the I'niteu States Post Office De
, pnrtraent. He had great trouble in getting
I men tocarry the mails in that part of the 'fern
I tories because of the risk of life there wns In
! the work. Several mail carriers had been
killed by Apaches and Maricopa in that re
I gion in (he previous two years, imd this fi ight
I ened other men from succeeding to the jobs as
mail carriers. He added that the opening of
the Tombstone mines had made the mail
routes In that region more important, and that
lie had been authorized by GlrJ and the
Sehaefellln brothers, who owned the Tomb
stone properties, to offer $25 a trip over and
I alwoe the (!oernment price to any ruler who
I would carry mail from ltlneon, N. M.. to Tomb
; stone, a distance across the country of about
150 miles.
"In a minute I accepted thn job. Before
nirht 1 hod signed piuers for a year at mail
cnrrylng. The pay for the year's service was
to be about S'.'.iioo, I believe. A dozen cow
punchers about Benson said I was the biggest
chump a-going and that 1 never would make
three trips; thut the Apnehes'were thicit In the
very region through which I must travel to
make good time to und from Tombstone. I
confess I was pretty sure, when I went to
Tombstone in the following three days lo get
my horse and to take final instructions and
credentials as a uiuil currier, that I was to die
by the hands of the most frightful ha ages on
the continent. But 1 hud signed a contract
and I bad to go.
"Because of the hot weather it was thought
best that 1 should ride as much ns possible at
night. Besides, there was less danger from
bunds of Apaches and Mini -.pus in the night.
Imagine my feelings when I started on a flerv
bronco from the mining camp of Tombstone
one evening in August on my llrst ride over
my mail route. I had food enough for three
days and was armed with a carbine and two
pistols. I left letters in the care of a friend at
Tombs'one to be sent to my Massachusetts
relatives If I never came back, nnd I even hnd
my hair clipped to muke sure that I should not
be sculped anyhow. With u leathern pouch at
the back of my saddle I rode away over the
sunburned hills. I put my spurs to my horse
and resohod to mako the most of the cover of
darkness on my trip. I shall never forget that
night. It wns a soft, calm night. The stars
never seemed quite so bright and cheerful le
fpre, 1 peered about mo for the 'cast Indica
tion of Indian signals. I never heard sounds
! so acutely. 1 felt for my pistols times with
out number. 1 fancied time und again that I
hoard some one rustling in the pnrched grass
along the trail, and I started when my horse
brushed against chaparral. Everything I hod
ever heard about the secret approach of In
dians upon their victims came to mind as my
horse galloped or loped along, but there was
not an Incident the whole night.
"The next morning I stopped at a Mexican
camp, where I had an order from the Govern
ment officials for a fresh horse. I rested un
til early afternoon, and after being warned to
be constantly on mv guard lest 1 be pounced
upon by the Apaches that then Infested tha
country roundabout, 1 started out. I passed
Fort Bowie off lit the south about twenty miles
and followed the trull northward toward the
New Mexico territorial line. All went well
until late that evening. It was very dark, but
I had become used to that. I could not see
ten feet from me.
"Suddenly my horse stopped. I almost
pitched forward off the beast. Then the ani
mal snorted and pawed. I clutched my pistol
and a thousand and one thoughts darted
through my mind. In vain I -tick my spurs
into the horse's flanks and tried to urge him
on. It was no use. 1 looked about carefully.
I descried something gray lying close to the
trail. I leaned forward to see what it was
und I could only see something gray and oval
In form. There was nothing to tie done but
lead my horse around it I dured not leave
the uncertain trail in that darkness and in u
country I knew iioIIiIiil' about I dismounted
and, holding the horse's bridle tc one bund
and a pistol in the other. 1 felt about the
ground with my fit it for what I had seen there
Horrors! Melt the hard, slllf body of a dead
man. In nil my experiences in the sun
guinarv days of the Colorado mining en mis I
never had lbs sensutl uof thut stumbling 011
a dead body in that lonely, lb .d-foisuken Mt
in Aim belaud that dark night. 1 ten the
body aver and lighted matches to see it. I
heard nn heart thuuiplng ns It never thumped
beiore. 1 .iv ihc body had ietidentlv been
there r vera I day- In that dry. hot climate l
had Iwgun io hhiiwl in a natural mummify
ing "r'es. By the bickering light of the
matches I held over til dead muni. fac I saw
that he was u Mexican and thst he had Iweu
I shot iu the ueck uud cheek. He had evident-
-.TsmmntlsmTI I I ilam.
ly been killed while on a horsa. for his body
i had been dragged on the ground. It was tha
work of Indians. Ther wa whr the seals
had been llftd from the crown of the head,
and the telltale Apache marks of slashing
knives were on th chest and shoulder.
"I remounted the horse and started off at a
lively gait. Two hour latr I was st th little
Mormon sltlemnf, now abandoned, of May
field. Ther I told of mv dioeoverv. The
ranchmen pnld no attention to n. They nld
that none of them had dared lo go alone out
in th country for weks. and thnt tho Apaches
miller ohl Cochise hnd held th rgl"n In terror
for nearly a vear. Only a month before two
Mormon ranchmen hail been killed while re
turning from Fort Bowl, snd their bodies
robbed nnd hacked to piece. If evr n horse
1 travelled mine dl.t that night. Mszeppa wns
no comparison. I saw two campllres away off
twenty miles distant in the foothills of the
Mescnllero Mountain, and knew them to be
in the camps of Apaches,
i "At nbo"t dawn I came upon n pack train of
Vnlted States cavtilrvtin the wavtoFortOrant.
I rested there a few hour', and with mv sad
dle for a pillow I. slept hard. At early evening
1 started on toward ltlneon. I reached ther
thnt evening. I turned mv mall pouoh over to
the IVwtmnKiorand was told that a return mall
would be ready for me In twenty-four hour,
tin the way back to Tombstone I passed within
: two miles of a band of painted Apaches, but I
i was within ten miles then of Fort Bowie, and I
think I did not look then like a promising vlc
' tlm for their nttack.
" those day were the bloodiest we have
, evtr had In the Southwest. It took a stout
heart and a heap of hard work to make on'
1 wnv across the trails In Apscheland everv
; week. Thnt was before Gen. Miles and Gen.
Crook nettled the Indian question in Arizona
i and New Mexico. There were reports almost
' weekly of some murderous foray hy the In-
I dlnnn. Thousands of nettlers ahanlcned their
holdingsjn southern. New Mexico and Arizona
and fled for their lives to Texas or the North.
There must have been 500 white people killed
by the Apaches
"Once when I was going along near where
thn town of Lordsburg. Ariz., has since sprung
np. I was met by n man with his head bound
about with bandages red with blood, and his
hoard and shirt matted with drv blood. H
bad seen me In the distance coming, and be
hnd crawled over a mile to stop me. He could
hardl" speak from weakness. He told m
that Apaches hnd raided his cabin home tho
day tiefore nnd murdered his wife and two girls;
that ho wn nt work a mile away among hi
sheep nnd hnd seen them going like the wind
on their horses over the crest of tne hill near
his home. Hastening home, ho had found his
family dead and their wait taken. While he
was alone there withlhls sorrow two of the
savages stealthily returned and shot him.
Then they left him on the cabin floor with n
wound across his forehead and n bnll In his
shoulder. They probably thought him dead.
1 had become used to the Indian country by
that lime. Therefore I left the trail and went
over to the man's home. I found the lsjdles
of the wife nnd tho two girls where they hnd
fVlen. It was a horrible sight. The man's two
horse and his rifle had been stolen, an attempt
had been mad to burn the barn, and the sav
nges had snntched f"od from the table that the
wife was preparing for the mon meal, and had
fled. I dressed the poor fellow's wounds ns
best I could, nnd. lenving him alone with his
dead family. I rode twenty-five miles on to a
Mexican village. Bostta. where I sent a dozen
fellows back f take food and help to the suf
fering man. The United States troops had
mnny case of murderous Apaches like thnt to
deal with every year in those days. A few
weeks later I learned that the wounded mnn
hnd been taken to Fort Grant and had died
there of a broken heart and his wounds.
"The liveliest exiierienee I had with Indians
wn in" April. 1H70. I was out about forty miles
from Fort Bowie, on the way townrd Tomb
stone. I had been warned that, tho Apaches
were more restless than usual In fact, they
were always fiercest in the spring months but
I wns younger then and I thought that sav
ages would not nttack nnyone but unprotect
ed homestenders whom they could rob. It
wns about 4 o'clock in the afternoon. My
horse was going slowly along the bank of a
dry stream. I heard the report of a gun and.
looking up. saw seven Indians on their horses
taking shots nt me. I snatched my carbine
from the strap at the rearof my saddle and
turning my horse ,o that it'would .not pre
sent its flank to the savages I dug my spurs
Into the animal's sides quicker than it takes to
tell It. 1 knew that I had a race for my life.
All that I had been told hy Indian fighters
nbout how best toescape savages went through
my brain. The Indians came diagonally after
, me across th mesa. I heard their shooting at
me ami several bullets whistled over my
head. Fortunately there was an embank
ment along the td of the stream that pro
tected me from the Apache shot for some sea
! onds. Then I had a chance to think whnt
to do to save mv carcass. When I came Into
view of the pursuing Indians again more bul
lets went past me. I was hit by one in the
back. I saw thnt It wns a hard raceifor me. and
I. wns once on the point of shooting my horse,
and with the animal as a breastwork to lie
there and sell my llf as dearly o possible bv
shooting the Apaches before they despatched
I me. But I resolved to flee if possible, and
i then to kill myself when I saw that I might be
captured and slaughtered.
"I plunged the spurs again and again Into
my horse, whlchlwns'a fin one. and while he
bounded over tho uneven ground I henrd
1 more bullet go about me. The uneven ride
of th Indians gave them trouble to get good
aim at mo. andmy own bounding horse pre
sented n hnrd mark for the snvoges. One
ball struck my horse in the hip and-made a
smarting flesh wound. The animal went for
xvard like mad. I must have been carried out
of range of the Indians. I looked back a mo
ment later and I saw that tho Aoaehes hnd
turned nwny and were making for the hills.
They knew that I would report their attack nt
the next settlement, some twenty miles nwny.
and that n posse might be sent out.
"When the I'nited States soldiers took the
Apaches in hand in 1SKO and nt last began a
'nuipaign against them. It changed the history
of that region. The Apaches hnvo been cowed
into peaceful ways in the last fifteen years,
and except Apache Kid's maraudings, there
has been no human butchery by Indians In
southern Arizona and New Mexico since 1884."
METALS THAT ARK PRKCIOVS.
Compared with Tbrin, Oold Belongs to
Those ot the Baser Kind.
from th' Washington Evening Star.
"The majority of people when asked to name
the most precious metals usually mention gold
as first, platinum as second and silver as
third." said the proprietor of a large assay and
refining establishment. "If asked to name
others some might add nickel and a few alum
inum to the list. Now. let us see how near the
truth they would be. Gold is worth about $250
per pound troy, platinum $130 and silver about
$12. Nickel Is worth about 00 cents and pure
aluminum from 50 cents to $2,
" We will now compare these prices with
those of the rarer and less well-known metals.
To take them in alphabetical order, barium,
the metal which Davy Isolated from Us ore,
boryte. in IrtoH, sells for $050 a pound, when it
is sold at all, and calcium is worth $l,80o a
pound. Ciritim is a shade higher; its cost in
elOoan ounce, or $1,020 per pound. These be
gin lo look like fabulous prices, but they do not
reach the highest point. chromium being $200.
Cobalt falls io about half the price of silver,
while didymlum. the metal Isolated by Ma
sunder. Is the same price as calcium. Then
comes gallium, which is worth $3,250 an ounce.
With this metal the highest price Is reached,
aud It may well be called the rarest and most
precious of metals.
"Gluclum Is worth $250 per ounce. Indium
$150. Iridium $058 a pound, jantbanium $175.
and lithium $100 per ounce. Nullum costs
$128 per ounce, osmium, palladium, platinum,
potassium and rhodium bring, respectively,
$0411. $too. $130. $32 and $512 per pound.
Strontium costs $128 an ounce, tantaum $144.
tllurluin $0. thorium $272. vanadium $320,
yttrium $144 and ziiicopium $250 an ounce.
"Thus wn see that the commonly received
opinion as to what are the most precious
metals Is uulte erroneous. Barium Is more
than four times as valuable as gold, and gal
lium more than 102 times as costly, while
many of the other metals mentioned are twice
and thrice as valuable. Aluminum, which cost
$8 and $0 a pound in 1800. Is now produced as
cheaply as are iron, zinc, lead snd ooppar."
MOSQUITO KII.I.EII OF MEXICO.
Wow Official of a Mexican Hallway Who Will
Exterminate th Pestiferous Inseot.
From the Ventiutlan Htmld.
The Mexican Central Railway Company Is en
gaged in a new experiment whloh. If It Is all
that is claimed for It. will be of Inestimable
value to the residents of this city. To show
how earnest they are In the matter, they have
created a new off! oe that of Mosquito Commis
sioner snd the portfolio was awarded to Oapt.
George C. Sperry. superintendent of telegraphs
for the company.
Experiments In different parts of th United
States, and In New Jersey lo particular, havs
demonstrated thn fact that the extermination
of the mosquito can be accomplished.
An exchange, tn discussing the matter, said:
"Scientific investigation has disclosed the
fact that a few grains of permanganato of
iHitash will destroy all the embryo mosquitoes
In a very large area of mosquito swamp At
2 cent an acre all th m-quitoe can be
killed off fur a mine of thirty days, und as the
breeding time in but two mouths 4 cents will
nsurc protection for Hie entire year. This
places it wilhiu the iHwsibillt) of a Stale, and
certainly a city, to entirely rid Itself ol a great
nuisance.'
April Slid Ua vara Hie two months in which
mosquitoes ir i Thev are purely IksI In
their habits, nud not migratory, sh some
supiHise. and thev sellout move more than a
bundled iet from the place of ilmi birth,
Hence, to exterminate Ihe breed in n ceriaiu
locality would rid Ibnt locality ol the pest for
Hint season nt least, and the method of exter
mination i mo inetrisoisivo that au entire com
munity may be nd of them at a very small
ei'.H.,ne.
stntoxl an -at., .
SAM CLEMENS'S OLD DAYS.
ronmmn kictada cbvm or mark
TWAIN etrKB RKMIMSrKM'KH.
Clomens's Powerful Pen on a Meagre Sal
ary, Jnst After He Had Bought Oold
Mine for Two Dollars and a Bam His
Olseovory of a I.ove Agnlr of l.nng Ago.
KtsosTO. Sierra County. N. M., Oct. ft. Old
! Man Hearst, the vtrnn prospector who was
' Mark Twain's partner In the days of long ago
I when the material of "Roughing It" was gath
I ered, came into this broken silver camp last
week. He was Immediately and hastily pre
ceded hv "Johnny Corkscrew." ao-od 30 years,
the most dishonest burro that ever wore a
pack saddle. Old Man Hearst Is working a
claim on the other side ot the Black Range in
the Carpenter district, where he says he hat a
fortune waiting for "some Eastern gent with a
few thousands to open the richest proposition
that was ever staked out with rock piles and
recorded tn tomato can."
A usual, the old man announced his shams
it having to mingle with "busted hold-uns and
tin-horn gamblers." who now make up the
chief part of this ruined eamp, announcing
profanely and boldly that an empty grub box
was ths sols justification he could plead for
the presence of Johnny Corkscrew and him
self. It Is this prospector's habit to take up a
brief residence In one of the deserted houses,
start a dignified drunk, pack Johnnv with
bacon, flour and baking powder and depart at
the end of one week to the exact hour, return
ing to the tunnel he is running to display ths
glories of hi vein to soma "Eastern gent" with
thousands.
Hearst marched Into the Holc-tn-the-Wall
saloon nnd called for a drink, while the burro
failed in his attempt to chew a silver-mounted
sombrero from the head of a sleeping Mexican
and wandered to "the store" to sec If he could
pick up a stray bacon rind.
"Out of which bottle?" asked Bud Goings.
the barkeeper, turning toward a row of old
bottles with well-known labels on them.
"Don't throw any such bluff at me. Bud,"
replied the old man reproachfully. "It all
comes from the same barrel of vitriol. Keep
your labels for the greasers." He turned to
survey the poker game that was going on as
usual In the back part of the saloon. "Bud."
he remarked. "I don't seem to savvy the gent
who has just told Terrible Watson he will
chaw his heart out. It sounds all right, but
that young man don't look like a citizen of this
rotten camp."
"That's only his trying to talk fashionable."
replied the barkeep. "He's a newspaper man
from back East and he's got lungs."
Old Man Hearst began to smile and beam.
"Don't shout no such shout at me. Bud," h
whispered, hoarsely. "If he's a newspaper
roan it's drink that's the matter, I know, for
the best pardner I ever had was a newspaper
roan, and I've warmed to the breed ever since,
though I've never seen Sam's like again."
He strode to the table, leaned over the
strange young man, and said cordially:
"Don't never get discouraged, but put
water in It and you'll get all right. I naturally
loves you because years ago back In Nevada
my side pardner was a newspaper man. Sam
was his name. Sam I.. Clemens. You In the
East all call him Mark Twain, but when I aw
him In Frisco four years ago he rared because
I called him Mr. Twain.
" 'Hell, George,' he says, quick, 'what sort ot
a play do you call that to make on a man who
has chewed your bacon and slept In your blan
kets? I'm Sam Clemens yet. though I wear a
boiled shirt solely out of deference to an effete
public opinion.'"
"Where did you know Mark Twain?" asked
the newspaperman, deserting the game for
what promised to lie an interesting chat.
"It was years ago. when Sam and I were
pardnersin prospecting back in Virginia City,
Nev. Sam also acted as eorrcepondent for the
old Sacrnmrntn tlnion nud for a daily in San
Francisco. I forget its name. He had drifted
into Nevada with the idea some one might.
lake him for the Almighty, but they didn't. o
he divided his time between mines and writing
tor tho papers. Mines were boomiug then.
and the papers gave Nevada most an much
j attention as they now give to these mushv
' Klondike yarns. On paper we all were richer
! thnn rustler, but we most generally owed for
our grub. There were two other newspaper
men in camp besides Sam Clemens Fetey
Dickenson, now an editor in Sew York, aud
Dan de Wuill. whose real name was Brown.
The last yell 1 heard from Dan he was editor of
a paper in Salt Lake City.
"Thoy were grand linrs. nil of 'em. butlSnm
wns lead hoss. They used to get together and
I lay for returning protpeetors In Billy Fair's
; saloon. Here they three would sort of aassy
up tho tins the prospectors gave them and
stake It out so that oach patr could prove up
I by tho others. It was beautiful to see how
1 loynl they were to each other in distributing
! Ideas. Fncts might be few. but, ns Sam would
say. 'What ofitV'
'No. Georze.' Sam ssys to me when I re
proached him about their lack of reverence
for tho majesty of truth. 'I may not wear the
white flower of a blameless life, but I sure
send down copy that makes my salary look
pltvously smnll and weak and emaciated be
side the grandeur of my stories. Were It not
that I have just bought what I can prove to be
one of the richest gold mines in th world for
$2 and a hum. 1 could not ttfTord to let Billy
Fair support me thus splendidly.'
"One day I came in from a long prospect
ing trip to And the boys laying for me at the
'Open Barrel.' 1 had mode no strike and was
warming up my brain to recollect something
the boys might write about when I remem
bered how I had come upon a swnmpdown in
a valley where the soil was pure salt and the
deer had worn deep hollows by hundreds of
years of licking and pawing. Some said it
was a cursed small recollect for (he drinks.
hut ho "inched his lingers to a pencil at once,
having doubt as to his memory under exist
ing circumstances, 'I don't want to lose one
bare, stern fact of this marvellous story,' says
he. 'You are sure you do not magnify ths
facts, George? I like to feel I can rely on the
integrity of one man In this wicked camp.'
"Next week I got Sam's paper from 'Frisco
and 1 saw the story. It told how the corre
sitondeut of the union had been risking his
life scouting in the mountain, that thn Union
might warn Its renders if the Injuns were
painting themselves. In his wauderlugs the
correspondent bad chanced upon a snow
white and glistening deer. The buck was
standing in a group of does, who were licking
the snowy coat with grunts of delight. The
story went on to tell how Sam had shot the
deer, discovering on closer Inspection that the
buck's hide waa coated two inches thick with
salt. Sum followed a deeply worn deer trail
till he came to the marsh of pure salt, shining
In the sun like a Held of snow. From wallows
In tho marsh he could see that bucks of that
region were in the habit of coating themselves
with sail by rolling In the sticky substance,
letting It become hard In the sun ami offering
themselves to the females as a dude offers a
box of candy to the ladles he calls upon.
"That wasn't all of Sam's rigid adherence to
the truth, for he galloped his pen along to tell
how In prodding around he had found three
human oodles that had been pickled in the
brine of centuries. Sam wrote that they were
bodies of members of some dod-rotted race
who lived eighty centuries before the Injuns
jumped Nevada for their own. Vet.' save
Sam. 'so perfect had been the action of the
salt that not one line on their noble faces had
been effaced by the fingers of ten thousand
years.' The bodies Were of two young men
and 'a girl of marvellous beauty.' nam always
mads his girls pretty, being a little Holt that
away. Love had evidently brought about an
other' of the tragedies that old Time used so
unsuccessfully as examples. The two young
rivals hal apears In their necks and glaring
hate in their eyes, while the maid had plainly
died of a broken heart, clinging to the manly
form of the wnrrlor with a wart on his chin.
'Thus does the God of Nature record the sins
of past generations, making the simplicity of
truth more Impressive than ths most skilful
tale of fiction.'
Bay. Ham.' says I, 'this Is sure a startler.
I thought your system was to play only facta
this game.'
"'Well.' says Sam. 'those facts were so good
that old Bowers gave me double spaas rates.
The trouble with vou Is that you don't avoid
monotony In your facts. You don't discrimi
nate. George. The gray matter in your bead
is aa coarss as a gravel bank. As s journalist,
George, you wouldn't last any longer than a
olean shirt In a fight. What you really need li
to have me tell your stories for you. Then
yiu'll haves brilliant reputation. old man. Then
you'll be a narrator of note.'
"Another time Sam and 1 dlsoo-jred a llttt
Sold In a place called Law son Flats. The fact was
isre was no wood there, not enough to make
a riding switch. I told Sam to emphasize the
Isck of wood In his article, so as to scare pros
pectors away and leave Luwson Flats to us.
hut when I saw his pni-er I read as how th"
eoltnuwivsl waved their great arms hy ths
i i-ippllng brook" ond groves of plflons sighed on
I tin Hill- about Laws-m Flats. K the riff-raff
of Hie camp made for such an attractive dig
gings When I reproached Ham with perfidy,
he savs, airily:
"'.Now. George, we both may l forced togd
; mil that the Almighty slipped up now nnd then
1 when he made scenery. Imving n, good deal to
I make in a free hand, sketch sort of a way.
but you can't say that bam Clemens Is baok-
ward j hcu be U called upon to piece out a job
- -
or two thst the Creator left annnUhed. If
thfre Is anything I pride myself upon. It Is
being neat and thorough. Shame on yon.
George Hearst.' say he. reproachful Plenty
"Several times the oewsoapor outfit jolnd
m in propeelihg, but. we pyr mad no
strike. Yet Ham was a keen judge of ore and
could tell a heap from th general lav of the
land. Sam ued to snv that th reason he did
Rot strike it rich wa liecouse he tried to ue
Is alleged brains instead of playing lust lm
I ul fool luck, a a wlee man should do. One
I Fty Dickenson. Brown. Sam snd I were off
I with a wagon outfit. W made such a long
1 trip of it that chuck got low. and we were on
short rations when w drove up to a stone
ranch house kept hy n Missouri fnmllv. When
Sam savvied they wa from Missouri, nothing
would do but that we foregather with them
around the festal tvonrd.
" "It only demands six bits each.' savs he.
'and what Is six bits compared with the moral
' uplift of genteel Missouri society, not to men
tion the escape from the sorrow of the cooking
I of this lleortre Hearst' Let' put up the dust
and buy a reminiscence that will wear for yen r.'
"So we goes In and Sam. finding two pretty
I daughter, gets gar and jovial like th corn
fed gent he was. It was a good supter; fried
chickens and nsw egg, by thunder! Thnt
family never saved no fortune out of our nix
bit that trip. Ram Clemens kept throwing
bluffs about now he would recognise Missouri
cooking If he should meet it at Delmonlco'.
until the girls snlckrd and brought In whnt
they called Missouri better cakes for Sam.
I Snm nearly cried with joy.
" 'Gentlemen.' says he 'desr old Missouri
may not be the mother of Presidents, but she
never has lost the proud title of mother of pan
cakes. I'm grieved, gentlemen, that the power
of prophecy has been denied me. or I 'd not here
rented any of the floors of my stomach to mere
chicken when I might have been dickering
with Missouri pancakes.'
"He reached for n big white cake snd started
In. We saw him pause, look sorrowful aplenty
nnd leave the table, while the girls near choked
with giggle. Thoee cakes were eottonwood
chips fried In batter. Sam tried to break even
by writing up th ranch and describing the
frlrln as cross-eyed, but the last time I saw him
n 'Frisco he said he never really got over
Ming hungry for what he thought he wns going
to get that day. Bam Clemens never forgets a
friend, though. I haven't seen Dan or Petev
since they pulled out from Nersds. but Sam
has sent me his books, and was sure glad to see
me four year ago in 'Frisco.
"So put water in it and you'll com out all
right.' concluded the eld roan a he wont bock
to the bar to begin the business of the week.
LAST AJIFT OJtX&M.Vg COCKPIT.
Demolition of the Only Remaining Testlge
F Spanish Dominion.
Nw OxtLiiHS. Oct. 18. One of the land
marks of New Orleans the New Louisiana
cockpit at the corner of Roman and Dumaine
streets Is now being torn down to make room
for residences. Its destruction is evidence
of the passing of the old days when oockflght
tng was a sport which gentlemen delighted
In. and was considered fully as reputable
as racing horses. There have been! cock
fights here even of recent years, and the sport
Is still carried on In some out-of-the-way parts
ot the State, but with none of Its former splen
dor. A single room will suffice to-day for all
who care to eee the fight, whereas of old ths
cockpits were as large as the average theatre
and built in amphitheatre form. There were
several rival concerns competing for the large
patronage which the sport then commanded.
Nor was this so very long ago. for the build
ing now being destroyed was erected as late as
lH70.:,when there was s revival of cock fight
ing. It flourished for a few years, but sank
dally In social estimation, and collapsed.
Cooktlghtlng came Into Louisiana with the
Spaniards, and its best patrons have always
been people of Spanish race or descent or the
mixed breeds from the Spanish possessions.
There are a number ot Filipinos in Louisi
ana; the colony is more than half a century
old. and cockflghting mong them Is. as of
yore, their national sport. Down in St. Ber
nard, where they live and where a majority of
the people are of Spanish descent, cockflght
ing in still popular. It found favor among the
Creoles and half-breeds of St. Tammany,
where game cocks hare always been raised in
abundance and of the best breeds. Intro
duced by the Spaniards. It became popular
among the Creoles In the early days of Louis
iana, but the Americans who poured Into
Louisiana never took to it, and preferred the
fights between hulls and bears and other
larger animals bred of old In Congo Square.
The old Spanish cockpit was operated byla
Spaniard named Maurice Martinez, and was
situated In Columbus street between St.
Claude and Rampart. It waa a popular place
long liefore the "Iril war. esnee'nlly on Sunday,
when the biggest mains were fought. The
fighting nnd probably the betting, for betting
was an important incident of the fight lasted
all the afternoon. The patrons of the sport
were of all colors, but the whites were, of
course, separated from the negroes. The
front .-eats were reserved for those anxious to
bet on lb 'lartlee. and tho betting was kept up
until the cock was officially declared to be dead.
Although the social usage of the"time re
quired the absolute separation of the whites
and blacks, there was a very hrond spirit of
fellowship observed In the betting arena, and a
white man never hesitated to bet with a negro.
Bets were paid with a great regard for honor,
and any welching would have had serious re
sults for the man guilty of it. Of course, the
spectators were allmen.
In those days the best people In New Orleans
visited the cockpit, and It was one of the sights
of the city to which all strangers were treated,
as showing a 'side ot life not to be seen else
where. The old Spanish cockpit, the pride of
ante-bellum days, fell Into disfavor with the
freedom of the negroes. The'miilatto and ne
gro element In attendance grew larger and
crowded out the white., aud the place sank in
the social scale. In 1S70 a man who wa recog
nized as the most devoted patron of the game
cock In Louisiana, who was of the highest so
cial standing and a son of the most illustrious
Governor of Louisiana, determined to estab
lish a new cockpit. He bad expended thous
sands of dollars In Improving the breed of
gamecocks.
Cock fighting was a mania with him. He
was always on the lookout for fresh breeds
with which to Improve his chickens, and he
was as careful of them on his cock farm near
MauJevllle as a horse' raiser would be of his
horses. The building erected by him. and
known as the New Louisiana cockpit, is the
one now In the course of demolition. It was
a large and handsome building, with n bar
room, restaurant, and oyster saloon attached.
The reputation of that restaurant for Span
ish dishes of the old cuisine, especially meat
patties and oysters, extended not oyer New
Orleans alone, but throughout the South.
The Spanish cockpit, which was managed
by a Spaniard named Percay after the death of
its founder Martinez, and the New Louielana
cockpit were rival concerns for many yearn;
and there was patronage enough for both.
but the sport was decadent, and Percay finally
gave up the business. There was a slight re.
vlvol In the early seventies, and many lealing
citizens of New Orleans, lawyers, merchants,
and even Judges on the benoh. could be seen
regularly of aSunday watching a main between
Kentucky snd Louisiana chickens.
As the interest In cook fights declined,
other snorts were Introduced Tn the arena
dog fights and finally wrestling matches. Ten
years ago the Ixmislana pit ceased to be sn
active one. It was open occasionally for pri
vate mains, but not as a public Institution,
latterly It ho oeen used altogether for politi
cal meetings.
The days of conk fighting are over In Loui
siana, but many of the patrons still survive.
Tbev have lost their relish for the sport. It
was the fashion of the old days, they nay, and
no one saw the slightest harm or impropriety
In It, but those who enjoyed It now see its bar
barity. It is an amusement left behind with
the progress of public sentiment In Louisiana.
and is as impossible of revival to-day a thn
old bull fights of Congo Square. As for the
various kind of game chickens that flour
ished in Louisiana, they have all disappeared
or melted away Into the general poultry
The snort In Louisiana, as In the Philip
pines and Cuba, waa distinctively Spanish, nnd
all; the terms as to the fighting, the breeding,
and the cocks themselves were Caatllian. Thn
cockpit was the last relic of the thirty-five
iears of Spanish dominion In Louisiana It
t now gone, and the demolition of the New
.oulnlana Arena removes the last vestige of It.
TUB BOr, AMD MI CAP.
Being a Brief Account of a Femlllar House
held Incident.
"I ean't find my cap anywhere." Is a sen
tence more or less femlllar In the household,
that being what the boy says, looking for his
eap, when he wants to go out to play. Early
in the search he enlists his mother, and that
may make a serious business of it. She baa to
drop ber dusting or whatever household work
she may lie engaged In, and the starch may
take a long time.
"Where did you put It when you came In."
is a question sure to be asked, sooner or later,
but all the hoy can answer is:
' I don't know."
And then the search goea on. Everywhere,
over and under. Iu all sorts of places, all at a
great loss of time, if not of temper. It In
round at last, aa most things are. In time, and
Iu some simple easy place, whloh makes the
finding of it all the more exasperating
The boy takea It and goea out to play and
straightway forgets all about It: but it may
take quite a little time to restore the normal
calm in toe house.
It is a mystery how the boy mansges to lose
Ins csu as often as he does, but It appears to
be a boy a way, and common to simoeemU.
S-ffliaaaWlh'klll
BATTLE ROYAL IN TEXAS.
PECCAMIRS MATCH Ell AQAIXST A
l.lOTt ANI TBRKE BEARS.
Furious Attack Mad hy th T.lttle Men.
ran Wild Hogs on Their nig. Tower,
fnl Foes-Many of Them ftlnln and
More Wonnded Thlr Final Victory.
Jos BrAiroxc Bswm. Teg.. Oct. 10." About
as exciting a battle as wan ever witnessed ,-?.
eurred on th ranch a fw days sgo. The c. ,w.
boys of Spnngler ranch had three full grows.
bears, captured atone tlmeor other in the San
tlago Mountains. The bears wandered atwit
the ranch and stable, eternally In som mis.
chief, but nobody feared them, ns they wr
always good humored and playful. Over at
Tom Bay ranch, near I.O Chinos, th bnrs,
owned a two-year-old Mexican lion, or pnti
thr. That sort of pt will always hcom dun
gerous by the time it Is two years old, and this
particular one was about the meanest Hon vr
caught In that section, and the boys of Tnts.
Ray concluded to fight him. if a battle could t
arranged, with the bears of Spangler.
Before arrangements could be made Mexican
Pepe, a hunter for Spangler ranch, discovered
a den ot peccaries, or wild Mexican hngn, M
they are called in Texas. There's no anlrnsl
on top of ground more unconquerable than a
peccary. They are small, round-bodied. y.
lowlsh-brown animals about the size of a qunr
ter-grown hog. They are covered with cosr
bristles, the ridge down the back and nlong
the neck being often five or six Inches lent.
They sport long, curved. soimstar-lik tusks.
sharp as knlfoblades. and their disposition
re devilish. They are tailless. Them's no
animal known which will face them voluntarily.
The band discovered by Tepe had for Its head.
quarters a cave In a foothill of the mountain. 1
The mouth of the cave was less than two ri
In diameter, but the cave Itself was fullr fry
feet wide and sixty feet long. Peps was hunt'
Ing at the time, and the musky odorot th pec
carles betrayed them. Luckily for rpn th
band must have juat returned from some ex.
curslon. as they were asleep at the tlm. and
before they woke up Pepe hnd corked up ths
entrance to the cave with rocks, which were
thickly strewn about.
When Pepe returned to the ranch and told
his story, the cowboys proposed a battle rovnl.
They sent word to Tom Bay ranch and th
cowboys of that ranch brought over their Mex
ican lion. Meanwhile the boys hnd built a
heavy rail fence about 100 feet square and Id
feet high about the cave. The next morning
there were fifty cowboys of Tom Rav ranch ns
many or more from the Bockett ranch, and
nearly 100 of the Spangler ranch boys gath
ered together. The ground within the railed
Inelosure was cleared of every obstacle except
four good-sized stumps, to each of which a
bear or panther was chained with a twenty
foot chnin. Each of the stumps had been
squared off three feet above the ground.
At 1 o'clock all was ready for the bnttl
except the peccaries. This part of the work wns
delegated to Red Jim. sn Indian cowboy .;
Spangler. with the betting at 2 to 1 that Jim
would get nipped before he could get out nf
reach of the Infuriated peccaries. But Jim
knew his business. He first rolled stones and
placed them several feet from the mouth nf
the cavo to Impede the brutes should thev
get out too quick for him. Then he slipped a
lariat around the big stone which corked up
the mouth of the cave. Retreating fifteen nr
twenty feet he gave the lariat a strong
pull and out came a stream of raging wild
nogs. They didn't catch Jim. but 'hey
came close enough to spring at his heels as he
scaled the fence. Then fully one hundred mad
and snapping peccaries stood a minute and
looked around. In front, forty or fifty feet
away, were three big boars and a Mexican lion.
Most people would think that such a sight
would have scared th peccaries, but It did
nothing of the sort. On the contrary, the bears
and the lion began to display signs of unensi
ness. The bears quickly climbed to the top of
the tree stump to which they were chained and
the Hon squatted and showed its teeth.
Betting was about even. Broncos, saddles,
bridles. Winchesters, and eowlsiy possossioni
of all sorts went up on the result, until ths
ground wss covered with piles of traps. Ths
peccaries didn't wait, but with a general squeak
of rage charged their adversaries. Squads ef
something like equal number attacked each
bear nnd the Hon. and then followed a light to
the death. Thn bears stood with all four feet
on esch stump, and on the peccaries sprang at
them they struck right nnd left, knocking ths
pugnacious brutes yards away. Half a dozen
peccaries had received severe injuries from
the claws and blows, and it began to look like a
win-out for the bears, when suddenly two of
the wild hogs sprang up behind one of ths
bears while his attontlon was attracted in
front, and In a second they had severely
nipped him in the rear. Turning tooquicklr
the bear slipped and fell from his pedestal In
a second there was a mass of reddish brown
bristles; nnd boar fur mixed inextricably at ths
foot of the stump, rolling, tumbling, grunting
aud squeaking with, rage and pain. Bruin
managed to regain his feet once and endeav
ored to get back on the stump, but the pec.
earles would have none of It. They charged
him in front, ripped him in the aides and rear.
and he tell back into the writhing mass. A
minute more and one bear was a lifeless,
shspeless mass, with the yellow-brown Hen If
ripping his hide into ribbons snd cracking hit
bones Tike pieces of glass.
While this was going on the remaining bears i
nd the Hon hnd their paws and jaws full ot
business. The bears still safely perched oa
their respective stumps, but were kert busy
knocking off the peccaries which were doing
their level best to dislodge them. Half a dozen
were lying on their backs, dead, while others
were jumplngabout wounded, yet mnd and un
conquerable an ever: while the bears them
selves had not escaped soot free., A number of
scarlet spots on their black hair showed where
the peccaries had left imprints of their scim
etsrlike tusks. One ot ths peccaries caught a
grip on the hindquarters of one of the beats
and hung on like grim death. Tho bear's foot
hold was lost and tie fell squarely Into the jaws
of the snapping mob below. Then followed
another battle on the ground, with thn bear
underneath and the wild hogs. In a yellow hank
above, snapping and struggling to get at their
enemy. The bear began to work his hind feet
and bodies of wild hogs began to flyui.wsrl
and outward, ripped from end to end nr thn
claws of the benr. The bear at last got on In
feet and backed, up against the stump. He sat
there and lieat the peccaries iiwa;, knocking
fully a dozen into kingdom come before the
hogs succeeded in overcoming him.
The last living liear was now attacked by
redoubled fiirvandan increased force of pec
caries. For fully live minutes the battle mged.
and the bear succeeded in wiping out at leat
half a dozen peccaries. He had no chance ot
escape, however, and was in the end literally
torn to shreds by the enraged peccaries
Meanwhile thirty or more of the peccaries
not mixed up iu the fight with the bears were
either strung out over the field trying to get at
the cowboys on the fenoe or attacking the
Mexican Hon. The long, lithe body of the lion
had thus far escaped serious injury, having re
ceived only a few gashes from the tusks of hi
enemies. oj,,. four or five of the wild hogs
were lying at the foot of the stump on which
the panther very early In the fight found It
necessary to take refuge. But as the rnguig
Peccaries drew off from the dead bears they
ii rued their attention to tho Hon, swarming
atiout the stump four or live deep. The lion
soon saw that with enemies jumping st him
from all ldes he could not much longer retain
his position. Suddenly, with an ear-piercing
scream, he sprang out and Into tho midst of
the swarm or hogs, where, slashing right and
left, he cut a awath, ripping open and killings
number before they recovered from their sur
prise. In a second thn linn was out of the mats
and back on the stump. Twice wss 'h
same feat erforraed. Each time the lion
dashed downward, knocking snd slashing
the life out of a number, and then lumping
over their backs out of reach, and It began to
look as though it would end In his whipping
the lot and getting away without great o am -age;
but when he sprang down the third time
hla chain became entangled In the lody of a
dead peccary, and when he eprang up to regiini
the stump the weight of the peccary cheeked
hia leap, and hn fell in the very centre of th
yellow mass. The peccaries completely eov
ered overy Inch of the Hon In asecond.nnd in
hnlf a minute they had torn him 111 to pieces
It had been a tremendous battle. Th
ground was strewn with bits of bears and lion,
while dead and wounded iieccarles to the num
ber of at least sixty lay on the battlefield. The
wild hogs that escaped fatal Injury were ttl I
raging for battle. The cowl .ye. for once, ..'
least, had seen as much fight as they care. I for.
but they didn't propose to let the peccaries
escape. They were dangerous customers Th
boys opened Are with their six-shooters si I
didn't stop until the last peccary fell with Its
vlolous snout snapping between the rail at
the legs of the men.
Satchel for Traveller's Tombstone.
Prom tkt Vki'ago InUr Oftan.
Henry Jacobs, an eccentric citizen of Lincoln,
neb., has what may he called original mortuary
Idea. The tombstone which he has reeent'r
erected to the memory of his son. James .Is -cobs,
who died In lnnl.i-.of white marble. -t
on a sandstone base. It is cut n. il vi '
shape of au old-fashioned travelling satidu
Jacobs's son was of nn unsettlcM dist -n i..
and travelled a great deal. The old gent
man's idea was to commemorate the fact in the
tombstone. On the plat, carved In the centre
nf each side of the slope. Is Hie nam J S.
Jacobs. ' The inscription above the uaiue rend-:
Here Is Where He Stopped Last " I nder
neatb the nam Is th date of death and age. f
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