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THE CONQUEST OF THE SIOUX
These Victories Are the Victories of Peace-
Some Contrasting Pictures of Conditions
in the Sioux Country. •
It wac 1834. There stepped ashore
from the Warrior, a Mississippi steamboat,
at Fort Snelling, two men whose names
were destined to become household words
in the tepees of the Sioux nation —the
Pond brothers of Connecticut. In 1835,
they were Joined by Dr. Williamson and
Amos W. Huggina of Ohio and in 1837
by Rev. Stephen R. Riggs of the same
state. Their mission was the conquest
or" that savage tribe of prairie warriors,
by the sharp two-edged sword of the Bpirit
of the Lord, and their uplift by the power
of the gospel of His Son. Then and there
began one of the most heroic struggles of
modern times. What "was the outcome?
It was 1862. The scene shifts, two
hundred miles to the west, to the shores
of Liac quiParle, the "Lake-that-Speaks";
twenty-eight years since the coming of
the Pond brothers to Fort Snelling. All
these years, the work had been pressed
with vigor. Great progress had been
made. The rude dialect of the savage
Sioux had been reduced to a written lan
guage, the Word of God had been trans
lated into that wild barbaric tongue,
hymn books had been prepared, a litera
ture for a nation had been created. Com-
for table churches and mission buildings
had been erected. Seventy-five converts
had been gathered Into the churches. The
faiihful missionaries, who had toiled so
hvug in their log cabins on the bank* of
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POUR GENATIONS OP POND 3.
Mrs. Gideon H. Pond, aged 76; Mrs. Prances R. Pond, her daughter; Mrs. Fannie Wil
liamson, her granddaughter, and Margaret O live Williamson, h«r great-granddaughter.
the Lac qul Parle, with but little encour
agement, now looked forward hopefully
into the future.
Suddenly, however, all their high hopes
were rudely blasted. It was Aug. 17. As
the sun sank that day into the bosom of
the prairies, a fearful storm of fire and
blood burst upon the defenceless settlers
and missionaries. Like the cyclone, it
came unheralded and like that dread mon
ster of the prairies, it left desolation and
death in its pathway. The Sioux arose and
in their savage wrath swept the prairies
of western Minnesota as with a besom of
But now ocqurred the strangest part of
REV. SAMUEL W. POND.
The elder of the two famous missionary
brothers. Barn in ISOS, he came to Minnesota
in IS:J4, was twenty years a missionary to the
Dakotas and thirteen years the pioneer pas
ter of the Presbyterian church at Shakopee.
He did muen literary work, including a valu
able work descriptive of the primitive life
of the Dakotas. He died in 1891.
This wondrously strange story. Three hun
dred Indian braves, mainly chiefs, were
confined in prison pens, at Mankato.Minn.
While free on the prairies.these wild war
riors had har.ed the missionaries and had
scorned their messages, with all the in
tensity of their savage natures. They had
■bitterly opposed every effort of the mis
sionaries. They had scornfully rejected
the invitations of the gospel. But now in
their bonds they earnestly desired to hear
the gospel message they had formerly
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AGNES CARSON POND.
The last living member of the famous band
of heroic missionaries who came to Minne
sota from 1834 to 1844. She was born in
Greenfield, Ohio, in 1825. She first came to
Minnesota in 1843 as the bride of Robert Hop
kins, a missionary who labored at St. Peter
(then Traverse de Sioux) for eight years.
Whsn he was drowned she returned to Ohio,
only to return !u 185 aas the wife of Rev.
Gideon H. Pond, whom she still survives.
She lives in the old mission house on River-
Bide farm, Blooinington township, HenDepin
county. Her descendants number fourteen
children, fifty-six granchildren and eleven
ereat-grandehildTen. Reckoning in the sons
in-law and daughters-in-law, the family num
bers ninety-three, mostly residents of Min
neapolis and Blooruington.
scorned. They sent for the missionaries
to visit them in prison and the mission
aries went with joy and the Holy Spirit
These savage captains welcomed these
ministers and listened eagerly to the glad
tidings of salvation. And all that long
winter of 1862-63 there was in progresß
within those terrible prison pens of Man
kato, one of the most wonderful revivals
elnce the day of Pentecost. And one win
try day, in February, 1863, these three
hundred. Indian captives were baptized,
received into the communion of the church
and organized into a Presbyterian church
within the walls of the stockade, called the
"Church of the Scouts 1 Camp." Very fit
tingly Dr. Williamson and Rev. Gideon
H. Pond officiated on this occasion. For
three years, the Indians were confined in
prison at Davenport, lowa. Then they
were released by the government and re
turned to their native prairies. There
they became the nuclei of other churches
and Sabbath schools and so the Sioux be
came a benediction rather than a terror
to their neighbors on the plains of the
Dakotas. The Church of the Scouts' Camp
became the mother of many churches.
It was 1884. Fifty years had rolled
away since the coming of the Pond broth
ers to Fort Snelling; twenty-one years
since the organization of the Church of
the Scouts Camp. One bright September
day from the heights of Sisaeton, Dakota,
a strangely beautiful scene was spread
out before the eye. In the distance, the
waters oJ Lake Traverse, source of the
Red River of the North, and Big Stone
lake, headwaters of the Minnesota, glis
tened in the bright sunlight, their waters
almost commingling ere they began their
diverse journeyings—the former to Hud
son's bay, the latter to the Gulf of Mcxi-
Co. At our feet were prairies rich as the
garden of the Lord. The spot was Iyak
aptapte, that Is, "the Ascension."
Half way up was a large wooden build
ing, nestling in a grassy cave. Round
about on the hillsides were white teepes.
Dusky forms were passing to and fro and
pressing around the doors and windows.
We descended and found ourselves in a
throng of Sioux Indians. Instinctively
we asked ourselves: "Why are they gath
ered here? Is this one of their old pa
gan festivals? or is it a council of war?"
We entered. The spacious house was
densely packed. We pressed our way to
the front. Hark! They are singing. We
could not understand the words, but the
air was familiar. It was Bishop Heber's
grand old hymn, in the Indian tongue—
Prom Greenland's icy mountains,
.From India's coral strand.
"We breathed easier. This was no pagan
festival, no savage council of war. It
was ' the fifteenth grand annual
council of the Dakota Christian
Indians of the new northwest.
Thus they gather themselves to
gether year by year to take counsel to
gether. The white moderator who talked
so glibly alternately in Sioux and Eng
lish and smiled so sweetly in both lan
guages at once, was "Good Bird," one of
the first white babes born at Lac gui
Parle. That week we spent at lyakap
tapte wa3 a series of rich, rare treats.
We listened, with interest, to the theo
logical class of young men, students of
Santee and Sisseton. We watched the
smiling faces of the women as they bowed
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REV. GIDEON H. POND.
TUe youngsr of the famous missionary he
roes. He was born in Connecticut in 1810 and
in 1834 came to Fort Snelllng. He was one of
the pioneer legislators of Minnesota territory,
and the first to preach the gospel in Minneap
olis. For twenty years he labored among
the Dakotas and then gathered the First
Presbyterian church at Bloomington, serving
as pae-tor for twenty years, until his death in
in prayer and brought their offerings
to the missionary meetings. Such won
drous liberality those dark-faced sisters
displayed. We marked with wonder the
intense interest manifested hour after
hour by all classes in the sermons and
addresses, especially in the discussion*.
Sabbath came! A glorious day! With the
early dawn, prayer and praise rose from
the white teepes on the hillsides. The
great congregation assembled in the open
air. Pastor Renville, who as a little lad.
played at the feet of the translators of
the Bible in the Sioux language, and who
as a young man, organized a counter
revolution among the Christian Indians In
favor of the government in the terrible
days of '62, presided with dignity, bap
tizing a little babe and receiving several
recent converts into the church. A man
of rare powers and sweet temperament
is the Rev. John Baptiste Renville,
youngest son of the famous Joseph Ren
A -wonderfully strange gathering this.
One thousand Indians, seated in semi
circles on the grass, reverently observing
the Lord's Supper. Probably one-third
of the males in that assemblage were
participants in the bloody wars of the
Sioux nation. The sermon was deliv
ered by Solomon His-Own-Grandfather,
who had taken an active part in the
bloody war of 1862, but now a faithful
miesionary among the "Dispersed of the
Dakotas," in Manitoba. The bread was
broken by Artemas Ehnamane (Walking
Among), who was condemned, pardoned
and then converted after that appalling
tragedy. The wine was poured by that
man whom all the Sioux lovingly call
John (John P. Williamson, D. D.), who
led them in the burning revival scenes
in the prison camps at Fort Snelling in
1862-1863. And as he referred to those
thrilling scenes, their tears flowed like
[rain. It is salA that Indians cannot
THE MINNEAPOLIS JOURNAL.
weep, but scores wept freely that day
at Ascension. One of the acting elders
was a son of the renowned chieftain,
Little Crow, who was so prominent
against the Anglo-Saxons In those days of
It is 1901. From the heights of Sis
seton, S. D., another scene meets the
view. The great triangular Sisseton re
serve of 1,000.000 acres no longer exists.
Three hundred thousand of its choicest
acres are now held in severalty by the
1,500 members of the Sisseton-Wahpeton
band of the Dakotas. Their homes, their
churches, their schools cover the prairies.
That spire, pointing heavenward, rises
from Good Will church, a commodious,
well-furnished edifice, with windows
of stained glass. Within its walls, there
worship on the Sabbath scores of dusky
Presbyterian Christians. The pastor,
Rev. Charles R. Crawford, in whose veins
there flows the mingled blood of the
shrewd Scotch fur trader and the savage
Sioux, lives in that comfortable farm
house a few rods distant. lie has a
ON THE MISSOURI
Decadence of Traffic Emphasized by Colonel
Chittenden's Records—Old-Time Masters
Now Widely Scattered.
Special to The Journal.
Sioux City, lowa, March 9.—The days
when the muddy Missouri river was a
highway of commerce were declared em
phatically of the past by the fifty-sixth
congress In the scaling down of the ap
propriations for its improvements and the
protection of its banks. But there is
much to be said, notwithstanding, of the
days when the hoarse bellow of the whis
tle set river towns like Sioux City, which
was one of the main shipping and reship
ping pointsj all buzzing with interest and
lined the wharves with throngs which in
cluded almost every one in the place.
For the first time the records of the
masters who commanded the river boats
and the names of the boats themselves,
the present wherabouts or fate of the
masters and the names of the boats
which were wrecked in the river, have
been compiled—a valuable and interest
ing fragment of the history of the great,
rude northwest. The former masters of
the boats are scattered, as this list shows:
Captain Grant Marsh, in St. Louis.
Captain W. R. Massie, In St. Louis.
Captain John Massie, in St. Louis.
Captain John La Barge, died at the whee'.
of the Helena at St. Louis.
Captain Joseph La Barge, died at St. Louis.
Captain Joseph Feete, at Carondelet, below
Captain Joseph Todd, on the Ohio river,
building boats for Alaska.
Captain S. 13. Coulson, died at Yankton.
Captain Mart Coulson, died In Sioux City.
Captain Henry King, now at Chamberlain.
Captain B. P. Horn, died at Pierre.
Captain Nelson Todd, died in Sioux City.
Captain Frank Maratta, on the Ohio river.
Captain D. M. Maratta, on the Ohio river.
He was consul at aa Australian port under
Captain John Williams, died at St Louis.
Captain Ed Anderson, lives in Sioux City.
Captain Andrew Johnson, died at Bismarck.
Captain Williams Sims, In the Klondike.
Captain William Perkins, on the Obio river.
Captain Dave Campbell of South Sioux
Captain B. F. Temple lives in Sioux City
arid is master of the steamer James B. Mc-
Captain Joe Leach, at Running Water;
state senator In South Dakota.
Captain John M. Belk, at Bismarck.
Captain C. W. Blunt, at Bismarck.
Captain T. D. Mariner, at Bismarck.
Captain Richard Woolfork, died at Bis
Captain Charles Woolford, went to Yellow
stone river several years ago. Whereabouts
Captain Tom Townsend, in St. Louis.
Captain John Justice, in Leavenworth, Kan.
Captain A. F. Hawley, died in Chicago.
Captain William Braithwaite, in Maryland.
Captain Dick Talbot, on the Yukon river.
Captain James MeGary, died at Bismarck.
Captain Bob Mason, died In St. Louis.
Captain James Clark, went to Seattle.
Captain Charles Bagley, Sioux City.
Captain John GUham, on Yukon river.
Captain Albert Kuntz, a Pittsburg man.
DR. NEWELL DWIGHT HILLIS
Famous Brooklyn divine who will lecture on Oliver Cromwell in the
Institute of Arts and Letters Course at the Lyceum theater next
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Ifr. Newell Dwight Hiliis, although only
42 years old, is without any superior in the
American ministry as an orator. Soon af
ter leaving Northwestern University his
preaching was marked for its eloquence
and substance. When Professor David
Swing died, Dr. Hiliis was called to suc
ceed him in the pulpit of the Central
Church of Chicago. Thence he was called
to the pastorate of historic Plymouth
church in Brooklyn when Dr. Cyman Ab
bott resigned to devote himself to the
editorship of the Outlook. Dr. Hiliis was
not called to Plymouth until the congre
gation had canvassed all the •"possibili
ties" in America and Great Britain.
Dr. Hiliis has published a number of
books which have been widely read. They
are, "Great Books as Life Teachers," "A
Man's Value to Society," "The Invest
ment of Influence"; "Right Living as a
Fine Art," "Foretokens of Immortality,"
and "How the Inner Light Failed."
Dr. Hiliis has a style which has been
described as fairly throbbing with anima
, tion and scintillating with beauty. He
pastorate many a white minister might
envy. Miles to the west, still nestlei
in its grassy cove the Church of the As
cension, referring not to the ascension
of our Lord, but to the "going up of the
prairies." On the hill above % it is the
cozy home of its pastor-emeritus, Rev.
John Baptiste Renville, th coldest pastor
in the two Dakotas, while round about
these two churches cluster half a dozen
others, with all the machinery of the
Presbyterian church, in efficient opera
tion amongst them. These form only a
part of the Dakota presbytery, a presby
tery which is not bounded by geographi-l
cal lines, but having jurisdiction wher
ever Dakota Indians are found in the
United States. It consists of twenty na
tive ministers, twenty-five congregations,
more thau 1,400 communicants and 800
Sabbath school members, who expended
iv 1900 for missions and local church
work more than $6,000. Scores of con
verts last year testify to the faithfulness
of these Indian ministers.
, —R. J. Creswell.
Captain Andrew Haley, New Haven, Conn.
Some of the Early Oues.
Sioux City was an important river town
and the river was very important to the
town. Among the steamboats which plied
from St. Louis to Sioux City, or from
Sioux City to Fort Benton, on the head
waters of the river, or from St. Louis to
Fort Benton, were the following:
Lady Grace, Dakota, Last Chance, Rosebud,
Emily, Josephine, General Terry ; Benton No.
2. General Sherman, Black Hill 3, Zephyr,
j Eclipse, Scully. Little Missouri, C. K. Peek,
Fontanelle, E. H. Durfc-e, Mollie Moore, Gen
eral Rucker, North Carolina. Sioux City,
Fanny Barker. Key West, Bertha, Deer
Lodge, Western, Admiral Farragut, Hiram
Wood, Miner, Peter Baken, Big Horn No. 1,
Nile. Flirt, General Thompklus, Yel
lowstone, Gastella. Don Cameron, Jennie
Brown, Nellie Peek. Northern Pacific, Nio
brara. Silver Lake, Far West, Montana,
Wyoming, Big Hora No. '2, Batchelor, Guy
don, Helena, Lacon, Tacoma, Aurelia Poe, Ida
Reese, General Meade, Benton No. 1, General
Custer. Ida, Antelope, Silver Bow, Unda,
St. Luke. Andrew Ackley, Only Chance.
One of the first steamboat companies
organized for the Missouri river traffic
was the Benton Transportation company,
still in existence nominally, but now
owning but two boat 6. The secretary of
the company, John H. Charles, still lives
in Sioux City, to which town he came in
1856. At one time his company owned
twelve steamers. Fur trading, carrying
supplies to the upper river cities and min
ing machinery to the headwaters of the
river proved profitable. One master com
plained of a trip because, through various
misfortunes, it did not net for the vessel
owners above $19,000.
On Old viuUdy'n Bottom.
In the office of Colonel H. M. Chitten
den, in charge of the government improve
ment of the upper Missouri and in Yellow
stone park, and formerly secretary of the
Missouri river commission, there is a list
of the vessels which were wrecked in the
Missouri from the time the first side
wheeler paddled ■up the turbid stream.
The list gives the names of the boats,
description of the trade engaged in and
owners, date, locality and cause of
wreck, and remarks about the accidents
in general. The total number of steam
boats which went to the bottom of the
river was 295. These were distributed as
to causes as follows: Snags, 193; fire,
25; ice, 26; rocks, 11; bridges, 16; explo
sion boilers, 6; sandbars and falling riv
er, 4; other causes, 21.
The Thomas Jefferson was the first boat
wrecked in the Missouri river. She was
a sidewheel government steamer and was
wrecked in June, 1819, near Cote Sans
Dessein, on a snag. She was one of the
fleet used in the famous Longe's Yellow
stone expedition, the object of which was
to ascertain whether the Missouri river
was navigable for steamboats or not.
Several boats were wrecked at and near
Sioux City and the portions of their hulks
are still visible at low water in midsum
mer, when tLe blazing sun shines on the
placid, dark ripples of the big river.
packs his lectures with thought and uses
a wealth of illustration. "So fertile is his
intellect, so vast and varied his store of
information that he has no need of re
straint for fear of exhaustion."
Dr. Hillls wag to have lectured in Min
neapolis for the Institute of Arts and Let
ters in January on "The Tragedy of the
Ten Talent Men from Socrates to Lincoln."
The date had to be postponed and was
eventually fixed for Tuesday evening,
March 12, at the Lyceum theater, Later
at Dr. Hill is' urgent request, the subject
of the lecture was changed to "Oliver
Cromwell." This lecture is regarded more
highly by Dr. Hillis than the other aud
has proved immensely popular wherever
A year ago Dr. Hillis' lecture on Hus
kin marked one of the salient events of
the Institute's season. On so inspiring a
subject as Oliver Cromwell there can be
small doubt that he will thrill his au
dience nexi Tuesday night as au
diences are rarely thrilled in th«»se pro
DREAM OF MEXICO
It May Be Realized in the Tehuan-
PRES. DIAZ'S GREATEST AMBITION
iporUnce to the "World's Coni-
BiiTi'r and to the \ icit
Correspondence New York Post.
City of Mexico, Feb. 21.—Notwithstand
ing his advancing years, President Diaz
wiJl probably live to witness the ful
filment, of one of his greatest ambitions —
a Mexican transisthmian route practical
for the freight and passenger traffic of the
world. Early in his presidential career
General Diaz realized the commercial and
strategic value of a commercial highway
from ocean to ocean which could be con
trolled by Mexico. An opportunity for
the construction of such a highway ex
isted on the Isthmus of Tehuantepec, be
tween Toatzacoalcos, on the Gulf of Mex
ico, and Selina Cruz, on "the Pacific.
By free use of the credit of the govern
ment a railroad was constructed across
this 200 miles, more or less, dividing the
two oceans. Thirty-eight million dollars
went into the project, and a road was ac
tually accomplished. The manner of its
building and the lack of harbor facili
ties at either terminal rendered it prac
tically useless, however, as a world's
highway, and in this innocuous condition
it has remained until the present time.
It has long been the intention of Presi
dent Diaz to properly rebuild this road
as soon as the financial condition of Mex
ico warranted further expenditure. The
amount of money required was so great,
however, that it has been necessary to
call in foreign assistance to carry" the
enterprise to its legitimate end.
For many years the late C. P. Hunt
ington. realizing the threat contained in
this route to Pacific interests, tried to se
em c control of the securities of the Te
huantepec railway, and thus suppress it in
the interest of his other securities Presi
dent Diaz, however, firmly resisted Mr.
Huntlngton"s plan, and has now forever
prevented the road from becoming other
than the property of the Mexican govern
ment by making a remarkable contract
with the English firm of which Sir Weet
man Pearson is the head. Under this con
tract Pearson & Son received from the
Mexican government $5,000,000, to be paid
in forty monthly instalments of $125,000
each.' This contract is really a partner
ship agreement between the Mexican gov
ernment and the English builders. In re
turn for the $5,000,000 to be paid in less
than three and a half years, Pearson's
company undertakes to do so improve the
harbof at the eastern end of the road as
to make it perfectly feasible for com
merce at all times, and also to provide
an article harbor on the Pacific end. The
railroai itself is to be put In good
physical condition, and, in short, the en
tire plant is to be brought up to such a
point as to make it available as a trans
isthmian route. The agreement between
Pearson & Son and the Mexican govern
ment runs for fifty years, and at the end
j of ihat time the government becomes the
jsole owner and operator of the entire
plant. During the first thirty-five years
the losses in the operation of the road
are to be equally divided, except that if
Buch losses shall amount to $4,000 000
Pearson & Son shall have the option of
terminating their agreement with the
For the first thirty-five years the gov
ernment is to receive 62% per cent of the
profits; the following five years 66 per
cent, the next five years 70 per cent
and the last five years 74 per cent. The
passenger rates for first-class traffic are
to be 4 cents a kilometer in Mexican sil
ver ; third-class rates are to be 2 cents
a kilometer. The rate for first-class
freight is to be 8 cents per ton per kilo
meter and 3 cents a ton for sixth-class
freight. Mexican silver is now worth
about half as much as gold; therefore the
rates on this road will be less than any
road on this continent, a kilometer be
ing about three-fifths of a mile.
Sir Weetman Pearson has an enviable
reputation for carrying through such en
terprises as he may undertake. It is said
■that this Tehuantepec road is the first
speculation In which he has ever en
gaged, and that in the past he has re
quired a bond for his money before un
dertaking a contract, no matter how
large or how profitable it might promise
to be. It is his firm which has done more
than $20,000,000 worth of work for the
Mexican government in the harbor of
Vera Cruz. He is familiar with the Te
huantepec line, for he has also done con
siderable work for the Mexican govern
ment in the harbor at Coatzacoalcos
where a shifting sand bar has baffled
commerce for many years.
It is believed that when Cortez landed
in Mexico, five hundred years ago this
was the point at which he commenced
operations. The towns along the Te
huantepec railroad are already hundreds
of years old. and many of them were
larger five centuries ago than they are
to-day. This region is distinctly trop
ical, and presents all of the disadvant
ages possible to enumerate to the making
of a happy home for an emigrant from
the temperate zone. Considerable skil
ful writing has been done setting forth
the advantages of investment and resi
dence in this extreme southern portion of
-Mexico, but nearly all of it is purely
theory or romance. Large plantations,
owned and managed exclusively by those
whose interests are to be served by
stock subscriptions and large salaries are
money-making institutions here \as else
where but the citizen of the United States
who has ben persuaded by a tempting
prospectus to put his meager savings
into one of these tropical agricultural
companies stands very small chance of
ever receiving a cent of interest on his
money, and much less of ever securing
the return of the capital invested
Allowing that all of those who are sell
ing land in southern Mexico are honest
and that each and every one of the propo
sitions they present is legitimate, the
small investor who puts his hard-earned
money into the company treasury must
surely have failed to consider what he
would do with 40 or 100 acres as the
case may be, even provided the company
carries out its promise and brings it into
bearing condition for him. The ease with
which Americans have been roped into
those tropical schemes is due largely to
the hone which seems to exist in the
breast of every man or woman who \n
nuallv passes through a frozen season that
some day and somewhere a place of re
tirement and ease may be found where
the sun shines with steady warmth the
year round and food is to be had for the
It is not in the local development of the
isthmus, however, that will come the im
portance of the Tehuantepec railroad.
There is already talk of several direct
lines of steamers from American and
European ports to the eastern terminus
of the isthmus railway, and there is no
question that when Pearson & Son are
sufficiently advanced with their contract
that they possess sufficient influence to
originate a new freight and passenger line
which will be far superior to that of Pan
ama and will present tangible competition
to the all-rail transcontinental haul for
heavy freight in the United States. It
can be made the direct route from west
ern South America to the United States
and Europe, and in going from New York
to San Francisco via the isthmus it is at
least six days shorter than by the Panama
railroad. The building of the Nicaragua
canai will be a great stimulus to all trans
continental traffic, and the Tehuantepec
route presents many advantages over any
Other lv reaching the Pacific end of the
proposed American canal. In the hands of
a Hrm such as is now in control of this
mi!road property on the Isthmus, wonders
can be accomplished in a short time, and
whereas for several years past the Te
huuutepec railroad has possessed little
I value us a commercial influence, it may be
SATURDAY EVENING, MARCH 9, 1901.
TALES OF "ORIGINAL TOWNER"
A Fire in the Old Cow Town Evokes Reminis-
cences of the "Eighties."
A recent dispatch from Towner, N. D.,
brought the information that a conflagra
tion had razed a portion of the town, and
that the burned district was largely the
"original Towner" of the early days of
To the later arrivals in the cow country
this means that a few frame buildings
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808 FOX WAS ONE OF THE ARISTOC
have been erased from the townaite to
make room for the more pretentious struc
tures of brick and plate glass, the sign
boards of real progress on the western
prairie. In the pioneer in the "cattle
man's paradise." the disappearance of
"'original Towner" awakens a different
feeling, a memory of the times when to the
man who stole his neighbor's horse was
meted a punishment more severe than to
him who had "killed his man."
Bob Pox was one of the aristocracy of
the plains back in the early eighties. His
saloon in "original Towner" was the ren
dezvous of those light-hearted, money-
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COUTTS STARTLED THE CHARMED CIRCLE.
spending men who have given to the cattle
country its most fascinating aspects. In
Bob's saloon the bear danced on Fridays,
the crack shots of the Mouse River valley
took a try at the lights, and the- stories
of the last big round-up were told while
the "cow puncher" slaked his thirst and
the "hoss wrangler" called for another
glasa of "straight." He who in terms det
rimental was referred to as"thed —d sheep
herder" had no place in this select circle.
None but the ranch owner, the heroes of
the round-up, and the business men of the
"metropolis of the valley" found real wel
come here. Next door was the hotel, pre
senting to the gaze of the tourist a sign,
"The Valley View," but invariably re
ferred to in Bob's place as "The White
Chapel." The killings that took place
there every night would make a mortuary
record as large as the annual weather re
port, but the population of the insect
world in the "White Chapel" seemed to
grow apace nevertheless.
One bright spring morning in the early
eighties brought Coutts Majoribanks, a
big, strapping, manly six-footer, with the
heart of an ox and the money-bag of a
millionaire. The memory of many a well
known character of the plains may yet
fade into oblivion, the Indian legends of
"the Mouse and the "country to the
southward" may be forgotten, but Coutts —
never. From the moment he appeared, it
was evident that Coutts Majoribanks was
to be the one leader among the aristoc
racy of the ranges, the "pace maker," as
the "hoss wrangler" termed it. He was
one of the sons of the English nobility
sent to western America to grow up with
Wooden Shoe Not Despised
There ls evolution in the wooden shoe, i
as in all other things earthly. Many peo- j
pie in Minnesota still wear the kind their
daddies wore back in continental Europe.
Others have taken up with more advanced
ideas and prefer the leather "upper."
As the native American in his home
wears the slipper for comfort within the
confines of his castle, after the day's work
is done or before it ls begun, so the Ger
man, the Swede, the Norwegian and the
Finn, without mentioning the Chinaman,
puts his feet into the wooden shoe. This
does not include many individuals of those
nationalities who have settled in America,
but there are some people who have come
to the northwest from these countries who
still cling to the wooden shoe as one of
the treasured and comfortable relies of
the old country and of years past.
'Wholesale Houses Carry Them.
Many of the wholesale shoe houses have
a. trade in wooden shoes that ifc no small
item, but for the greater part the retail
dealer buys his wooden shoes from small
factories that make a specialty of them.
In addition to that, this peculiar piece of
foot gear is manufactured in the homes
of the farmers in German or Scandinavian
districts, cut of a block of basswood and
shaped much like the storm overshoe of
to-day, with the exception of the high
heel. The German will often wear the!
wooden shoe while "doing the cnores" In j
the morning and slip it off shortly after j
entering the house. The Scandinavian j
will wear the shoe almost entirely in the I
house, and both like it on account of its!
expected that it will soon become a de- I
cided factor in making rates and esti- j
mating time of shipments from Atlantic j
to Pacific ports and from Atlantic to ori- i
ental lands. Within the three years and a
half allowed by the contract with the
Mexican government Pearson & Son must
put this railroad upon a tangible working
basis. Hence It may be that President
Diaz of Mexico will live to see one of his
most daring ambitions in the line of com
mercial development for Mexico fully re
the country nursing an ambition for landed
estates in the new world and herds of fat
cattle feeding on the green grasses of the
valley plain. They came, they theorized,
they speni money like princes at Monte
Carlo, and most of them returned to Eng
land with nothing more than the experi
ence gathered, but leaving behind a sunny
corner in the heart of many a pioneer.
So it was With Coutts. He staked out
his ranch ten miles down the river in an
ideal spot. His yearlings and two-year
olds were the best that money could buy.
His cattle brought the highest price in the
Chicago market, his whisky was the best
his hospitality the warmest, and Coutts
himself could hold his own in a gentle
man's game with any of the men who cir
culated through the valley.
Every day was not like Sunday on the
plains, nor was Sunday any day. But
one morning that was marked down as
the day of rest on one of the few calen
dars in town, Coutts startled the charmed
circle by announcing that his sister was
coming from England to pay him a visit.
A woman, and one with a title, coming
to "original Towner." It was too much
for the gang and the respiration of the
cow punchers was performed in short
strokes. There were a few women iv
"original Towner" and good souls at
that. Theirs was the only mellowing in
fluence on the strenuous life of these men
of the round-ups. But a new and dis
tinguished arrival! However, Coutts set
all fears at rest by explaining that he
would arrange the program for the lady's
entertainment and issue all instructions.
"You see, boys," said he, "this is the first
visit of the countess to this great coun
try and her entertainment must be some
thing impressive. She must have a reti
nue on horseback, and don't forget that
the guns are to stay in the saddle pock
The great day came and the special car
of the countess was switched to the new
side track. The "retinue" was on hand.
The lady was seated in one of the few
carriages possessed in '-Original Towner"
and the procession started for the ranch.
But the thing was too- tame for the cow
punchers who were acting as postillions
and outriders, and, in spite of the orders
of Coutts, they began to unlimber the
guns. By the time the countess reached
the ranch, she was in a terrified etate,
and the celebration, which continued
through the greater part of the night', did
not help matters. At the end of a few
days the countess bid Coutts. the ranch,
and the cow punchers good-bye and fled
to her special car and the less boisterous
ways of civilization.
During the next few years the boom
struck Towner. New people came into
the Mouse river valley. The small farm
er with his shack and his quarter section
began to encroach on the lordly domain
of the owners of a thousand cattle, and
Coutts Majoribanks began to long for a
change. Letters from old England ap
pealed to him to return, and when he
finally decided that the old home had
the first claim, he called a farewell meet
ing at Fox's that will go down in the his
tory of the cattle country as one- of the
really big events following the departure
of the redmen into Montana.
Coutts Majoribanks, Thursby and most
of those good-hearted Englishmen with
money to spend have quit the western
plains. "Original Towner" is In ashes.
Bob Fox's saloon and "White Chapeljj*
have disappeared. Fox, as a later owner
of the Majoribanks ranch, dispenses char
acteristic western hospitality in that love
ly spot "ten miles down the river." And
in the autumn days, while the "Clamor
ous Wa Wa" is flying southward in
V-shaped procession through the clouds,
the tourist is welcome there. Bob's sad
dle and riding whip are on the long ver
anda. Down the valley new homes are
appearing. The children welcome to the
dooryard the stray maverick of the plains,
and the old-timer exchanging hunting
yarns with the gentlemanly sportsman
from the east will digress far enough
to add a word of kind recollection for
Coutts Majoribanks and the good times
of the early eighties. —W. E. Davis.
warmth. The wooden foot gear is a trifle
awkward to handle, but practice makes
perfect, even in the wooden shoe- walk.
Wooden §ole Leather Upper.
The demand for the wooden sole and
leather upper Ls becoming very general
among people who like this kind of foot
wear. Many of the American manufac
turers now import the wooden sole and
heel and top it with the leather upper.
This sort of shoe is very popular among
foundry workers and brewery employes.
Heat has not the effect on wood that it
has on leather, and the brewery employes
consider the wt-oden sole the only thing
that will give them dry feet at the end of
a day's work. This idea in wooden shoe
construction has Invaded the European
countries, and it is now in vogue in most
of them, with the possible exception of the
far north of the Scandinavian peninsula,
where the frugal farmer still carves his
wooden shoe out of the solid block of that
light-weight white wood which is yet to
be found in the forests of the United
Many a sturdy son of Norway and Ger
many residing in Minneapolis and in vari
ous communities throughout Minnesota
still loves the old wooden shoe. Southern
Wisconsin has communities which wear
the article to such an extent as to make
the trade in them a large item. The
wooden shoe is to these people what the
big Napoleonic boot is to the many Rus
sians that are arriving yearly from the
land of the czar and settling on the
prairies of the middle west.
Johnny—Pa, doesn't a man sometimes
j speak so rapidly that the stenographer
can't follow him, and say so many won
derful things that, they are lost in ad
miration of his eloquence?
Pa—Yes. I have heard that something
of the kind does happen now and then.
But why do you ask, Johnny?
Johnny—l notice that when you make a
speech the papers always iay: "Mr.
Breeze also spoke."