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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 KwH^B^'- *^sMFsr3£g£J BBIHBSfiv-' *jg^»*^»fe^^fc^^t3^g^^ggEp^3Bßßr . '^R^3Bb^#^S^ ? SB©*"' * I ■■« « A fh'VusL?t£&ti 2a^'fu^S^rSitßA. - ■ fi fitaF^^^lwL^ BT 3m |H \ 'h| ;"' * Tiff BB«^^BBBB^H^aK^Bk>-^jftt.k'.^fgiSSßßll^fc,-#ii*fc*^A-i v: ■ ': ■ ■ - ■ ■■■■■' ■ ■■ ■■ *^ •»«■'''■ fK- •*■■? I*^?/* ** ft^ggcw)T»^cßßjtfe.^ 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 destruction. 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 m> Mm J2X WE m\ I I 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 accompanied them. 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 I !• X..-: ..•.••-. 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 1878. 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 ville. 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 carnage. 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 EARLY NAVIGATION 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 St. Louis. 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 Cleveland. 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 City, Neb. Captain B. F. Temple lives in Sioux City arid is master of the steamer James B. Mc- Pherson. 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 marck. Captain Charles Woolford, went to Yellow stone river several years ago. Whereabouts unknown. 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 Tuesday evening. mm W <faT^ f H #f ' ' ' ■ : ■■ ■" ■■■■■■- ■■■ ■"■■-.■■■." ■■" '.» ~"'ii':i::*'i"-j33l3BP@He^lELi!?*^^W "■■'-■■ ■■■ "'■ ""■" '■■■ ■■ ": "■*' "'' *'<w**^^"--i": :'.-■■ "■" ■' ■ . '•■?:'-■-■'■■'. '■- '■''■-'..'■■. 1 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 delivered, i 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 saic days. DREAM OF MEXICO It May Be Realized in the Tehuan- tepee Railroad. PRES. DIAZ'S GREATEST AMBITION iporUnce to the "World's Coni- BiiTi'r and to the \ icit riiKuun Canal. 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 Mexican government. 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 asking. 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 western Dakota. To the later arrivals in the cow country this means that a few frame buildings '&/2%s yy y* '' y/y,' ss 808 FOX WAS ONE OF THE ARISTOC RACY. 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- \ p^MlffA |(MW(Wffl(Si&/f?f i V'//M! /,--Hit! Ii!/;11U1IUI11!J U 1 '0:!: J '-^ * 1 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 alized. 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 ets." 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 States. 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. I EXPLAINED. Boston Transcript. 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."