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NEW YEAR'S EVE, 1869. BY JOHN \V. HANNAY. Some ten years ago the mining camp of Ruby, on Willow Gulch, was a tolerably lively place. It is true that it only consisted of one long, nar row street, hemmed in on either side by pine covered mountains; and that the houses, with two exceptions—the hotel and a dance houseon a little rise to the east of town, were merely low log structures; but there was plenty of gold in the bed-rock; business was very brisk, and ev ery cabin had a "buckskin" or two for holding and a pair of scales for weighing out the "dust." Along thi» narrow alley-way, which was nei ther paved nor drained, there were walking, on the wa tw of December, 1869, two men. One - »hört anil rather stout, the other slender and ve the medium height. They were engaged ■arne-l Conversation, and the taller of the ire and more excited and loud he stopped suddenly, and, facing placed both hands on his shoul ew im until -il, omra te, "You're right, Jimmy Royal. I have been used to a different life. It's no use denying it; hut then, you see, cards and whisky and such do play the devil with a fellow." The speaker's face was working in a curious fashion, and his eyes had a suspicion of mois ture about the corners, but it would have gone hard with any outsider who might have openly expressed wonder thereat. "Broadcloth Jack" was too well known m Ruby fui any one tncie to have remarked on his tender moods. Slight and slim as he was, lie had a temper which no one cared to arouse. His life, day in anil day out, was the same : sleeping from day-break to mid day, drinking from mid-day to night fall, gambling from night-fall to day-break. Not that he was a drunkard in the common meaning of the word. No man in Ruby had ever seen jack staggering or incoherent. Liquor affected him in three ways: at first it made him thought ful and sad; then it made him hard, unfeeling and bloodthirsty ; and the last stage was that of drowsiness, never overpowering, and much like that of a cat. To have seen him as he now stood, sadly thinking over his youthful days, none but those who knew him could have im agined him in the role of a dangerous man, which he but too often assumed. He was dressed like a gentleman, and his features and bearing showed breeding and polish. IIis com panion, w hose whole appearance and dress be tokened an honest, hard-working, thrifty miner, remained looking closely at him for a second or two, and then remarked : "Mind, Jack ; 1 don't want to draw no confi dences from you, but it does seem rather hard that a gentleman born, as you evidently w ere, dioiild find no better place for using his edifica tion than Ruby." "Education, Jimmy! If I had not been so "Education, Jimmy! If I had not been so well schooled 1 should never have felt such keen regret at my present life. Times were not always with me like they are now. My people, who live near Boston, are well off, and my sister and 1 had everything we wished for. Smitten with a pretty face, I married, in spite of my father's warning, a flighty as low in took her. for me. I which I s been deaii read my ■ h ;irl w ithout a cent and her instincts as the mud from which 1 Two years of such a life were enough drifted out here after the war, through erved a> a private soldier, and I have to my people all these years, as I own death at Gettysburg announced in ne papers, and have taken good care not to con tradict the report." "Doesn't your sister know you are alive?" "No, and that is where my bad luck comes in, for 1 should like her to know that I am not under the ground yet." After a short pause, he suddenly asked: "Say, Jimmy; you have never heard me in insult a woman, eh?" "No, Jack'; that I never have." "Ain't so bad a> I might be, Jim ? Let's go in and take a drink." "No, thank you, Jack. Got to go up to Mother Skipton's and pay my board. By the way, have you heard that Whisky Bill has moved over from Clean-up with his folks ? Boor devil ! he don't lay much away—and his gal is such a pretty critter." "Yes, yes; I've heard all about it. Good night, Jimmy." So saying, Broadcloth Jack walked into the loot of the Miner's Roost, a first-class drinking saloon of Ruby, pleasantly greeting the bar keeper, swallowed a small tumblerful of whis ky. and then sauntered to the farther end of the room, w here a party of four were busily en gaged in the mysteries of draw-poker. After watching them a few minutes he gradually edged up a chair to the table and took a hand in (lie game. No one dared to object to this pmceeding, although two of the party, who were professionals and had started in to pluck the other two, simple diggers, of their dust, dightly raised their eyebrows and looked ask ance at each other. One peculiarity about Broadcloth Jack was that in playing j)oker with men who were not gamblers he always played perfectly fair, and expected every one else at the table to do the same ; but, as Jack had already shot one man at the gambling table no one dared to idly op pose his fancies. If the main street of Ruby had been nearly deserted during the day, it was very well filled at night fall. Every other house was a saloon, and knots of men were continually passing from one to another. Through the opening door of one came the strains of "Home, Sweet Home," sung by a screechy female voice to the music of a wheezy accordéon; whilst the whole street resounded with "\Ye won't go Home till Morn ing," chanted by a room-full of miners in the next house. ! Gradually the Miner's Roost filled up with a thirsty, boisterous crow d, some of whom drifted off again, whilst others sat down at the table of the faro-dealer in one corner, or gathered round to watch the game in which Broadcloth had so unceremoniously taken a hand. A new arrival was always a favorite subject of conversation in Ruby, and, before long, Whisky Bill and his family were the reigning topic in the Miner's Roo>t, and each gave his contribution of gossip about the matter. "Mighty nice girl that of Bill's," exclaimed a tremendous, red-headed fellow, w ith a scar on one cheek reaching from eye to chin; "Should like to have the kissing of her." "She's too good for the likes of you, Dutch Take," cried a voice from the poker table, which all recognized as Jack's. "It's none of your put, anyhow, Broadcloth, and if I get a chance to-night I'll kiss the gal, | anyhow, for luck of the New Year." "If you do you won't see much of the New Year, Dutchy, I promise you." "All right, Jack; I'm heeled; and if the gal comes in here after her daddy, as they tell she did nearly every night over at Clean-up, I'll give you a show." Broadcloth Jack made no answer to this de fiance. lie was too busy just then wrestling with a bob-tailed flush; but a curious, sardonic smile played round his lips, and every feature grew hard and drawn. After this unlooked-for interruption, the chat ter about the new arrivals went on again, but in a lower key, for none knew in what novel role it might please Broadcloth to again assert himself. Besides, the affair had assumed a decidedly tragic aspect, for all well were aware that the words which had just been exchanged were more than idle threats. Dutch Jake was professedly an Indian trader, Lut in reality a horse thief, and his name was often hinted at in the little community in con nection with a cowardly murder, committed the year before in the Judith Basin. He was, it is true, a bully by nature, but no one had ever questioned his bull-dog courage and fierceness when aroused. As to Broadcloth, he was beyond all reproach as a fighter; a man might as well dare the lightning as stand before his navy six. Gradually the partisans of each side separ ated into little groups and earnestly discussed the pros and cons of the situation ; but a sudden silence came over the whole crowd towards midnight, when a little, bloated, middle-aged man, the new-comer from Clean-up, staggered into the room, and, accosting the bar-keeper, shouted : "Set 'em up, old boy ! Here's a happy New year to you, gentlemen! My name's Brown, from Clean Up." Every one, as in duty bound, crowded up to the bar to drink with the distinguished stranger, except those who were playing cards, and they had their whisky brought to them, so as not to slight the introduction ; and, as one drink brought on another, the crowd soon became noisy and disputatious. "Bet you five dollars to one," said one miner a to he to another, "that that^cre gal of Whiskey's 'll be here before long a-looking for him." "Done," said the other, "and I'll bet you the ante odds that, if he does, there'll be a shoot ing match between Broadcloth and Dutchy." "Done, though that's a sure bet." Many more such bets were made, anil some were busy trying to get odds on which man would be killed, for they all knew it would be a lit to the death. Even Dutch Jake, who had I drank himself into an unusually reckless vein of mind, was heard to wager odds on the coming events. When all the bets had been taken up every man, but the card players, and the now thor oughly besotted Whisky Bill, arranged himself so as to be able to watch the clock behind the I bar, for tradition had it that old man Brown's daughter always appeared between half-past twelve and a quarter to one. Eagerly they watched that clock, and as the minute hand passed the quarter the voice of Dutch Jake again echoed through the room. "Bet any man ten to one in ounces that the gal don't come ; in ounces, mind !" And again it was Broadoloth who answered him. "Put up your dust !" The sound of the reply had scarcely died away before all eyes instinctively sought the doorway, and there, standing just on the thresh old, was the object of every thought. A slight, girlish figure, with long, brown curls, and a pair of deep blue eyes that wandered inquiring ly through the some one person .»he thought most surely there. One little hand grasped the lintel. The lithe form was bent slightly forward, and the red lips were half apart. Suddenly her eyes dilated and became fixed on the spot where Whisky Bill, limp and nerveless, was sitting coiled up on a bench. Apparently unconscious of the rough, grizzly bearded men by whom she was surrounded, the girl walked straight to where her father was, room, as if in eager search of I , , , and touching hrm gently on ,he arm, she sang, without any appearance of bashfulness or any attempt at effect, in a sweet, simple voice, the last words of that charming song "We have been friends together:" "We have been sad together, We have wept, with bitter tears, O'er the grass-grown graces where slumber The hopes of early years. The voices which are silent there, Would bid thee clear thy brow ; We have been sad together— Oh ! what sijdl part us now." The effect on the old drunkard was magical. At the first words he raised his head from hi s the arm, on which it had rested against the back ! of the bench, then he looked round the room in a a dazed, wondering manner, and, after one or two efforts, he rose to his feet and staggered for of the door, closely followed by his daughter Touched by the sweet voice and gentle, win so ning manner of the girl, every man in the room had remained silent and still, as if spell-bound ; but as soon as the old man moved toward the door, every one edged in that direction, anx ious to witness what would be the sequel to the affair Taking advantage of the commotion, Dutch Jake took a position close L the door, so that the girl, in passing, would have to come very near to him. About three feet from, and little be hind him, was Broadcloth Jack, who had left the poker table in such haste as to throw down a "full" without calling a twenty dollar bet. As the young girl, with down-cast eyes, was on the point ofpassing out the door, and while all | eyes in the room were centered upon her, Dutch Jake stepped in front of her, and throwing his left arm around her waist while his right hand nerv ously clutched the butt of his revolver, he bent forward toward the shrinking, frightened mai den and was about to press his foul lips upon her cheek when he received a tremendous blow full in the face from the clenched fist of Broad cloth Jack. Reeling from the blow the bully released his hold of the girl and nearly stumbled to the ground ; but, recovering himself with marvelous quickness, he turned round and fired at his as sailant, who stood directly facing him. Broadcloth was seen to shiver at the shot and the next instant, before Dutch Jake had time to fire again, his pistol flashed in the light and a bullet sped its way through the Dutch man's brain, and he tumbled, face downward upon the floor. The friends of Broadcloth Jack, and there were but few in that room who were not at that moment his friends, rushed forward to see where he was wounded, for that he had been bit was certain, and they were just in time to catch his body as he tottered and fell. It was many, many weeks before Broadcloth Jack was once more seen upon the streets, and rumor said that he would never have put in an appearance again had it not been for the tender nursing he received from a certain blue eyed girl, and old Jimmy Royal. Certain it is, however, that Broadcloth was changed man from that New Year's eve. Whisky Bill, too, reformed, touched no strong drink, and thrift followed steady, hard work on a rich placer in which his skilled labor had pro cured him an interest. The daughter, dearer now to him than ever, was sent away from the scene of many painful experiences and wrote back of delightful visitings among old family friends in the States. Broadcloth was lured to the mountains, went shares with Jimmy in a gold discovery, worked industriously, and soon after, striking a fabu lously rich "pocket," took out in a few weeks time ore sufficient, worked by the rudest processes, to realize a handsome fortune. Shortly after, with no one save his partner sharing his secret, he left for the East. Her he had once called wife had been dead three years. Six months after his departure, Jimmy Royal entering the Miner's Roost one evening, pulled a paper from his pocket and read the following notice : The Sayre Sheep Company, composed of citizens of Meagher county, who commenced business in the fall of 1878, declared divi dends the past year of 36 per cent, on their capitalization of $7,000. L. Sieben & Brother, of Sun River, received 46 per cent, tor tlieir one-half of the protits for their third y ear in the business. These are cases illustrat In Brookline, Mass., on the 10th inst„ at the Resi dtnee of John Ayling, Esq., Sr., by the Rev. Mr. Bai go, John Avling, Jr., to Ehen, only daughter of Win. Brown, Ruby City, M. T. SHEEP HUSBANDRY. ing the large profits realized on money embark ed in Montana sheep husbandry. Lnrire Grnlu Yields. Mr» Rob't. Manifee, of East Gallatin, har vested the pa9t season, 110 acres of oats which yielded 78 bushels to the acre. In weight the entire product averaged 42 lbs. to the bushel. Mr. Lee Sterling, on the head of Deep Creek, Meagher County, harvested, the past summer, 160 acres of winter wheat which averaged 39 bushels to the acre. There was no irrigation of the field. This is considered a tolerably fair showing for Montana "desert land." Mr. F. J. Parker, of W How Creek, Galla tin CoUnty ' raised 1 ' 900 busbels of wbeat on 35 acres—over 51 bushels per acre. Mr. Mike Lace, of the same place, raised 61 bushels per acre. The above are not consid ered unusually large yields, but are given as fair evidences of what can be done in Mon tana in grain growing. THE OLD AND NEW. Assessment Valuation of Montana, Counties, 1879. by Our regrets at parting with a year that on the whole has been so propitious are some what solaced by our confident hope of greater b , e8siDg8 in ^ yegr ilread come . Wilh t0 Uje kind departedi we turn and bail , be Happy New Ye &r. Beaverhead............................$1,029,596 00 Choteau................................. 1,170,638 00 Custer.................................. 305,030 00 Deer Lodge.............................. 3,591,575 00 Gallatin................................. 1,Ml,080 00 Jefferson................................ 843,682 75 Lewis and Clarke................ 8,040,235 00 Madison................................ 1,SS5,179 00 Meagher................................ LISLES 00 Missoula ....................... 735,507 00 Total............................... .$15,508,860 Ï5 in or ; [Written for the Herald.] THE CHRISTIAN CAPITALIST'S OPPORTUNITY BY REV. THOMAS A. WICKES. There never was a time when capitalists were so freely investing their money in mining enter prises and in the reduction of gold and silver ores as now, and it is with good reason, for if managed honestly and by experienced and sci entific men, there is no business that promises so surely large returns. Among those who are thus investing their capital may be found a large number of Christian men, whose zeal and liber ality in every good work have brought them into prominence and made their names familiar to the Christian world. It is scarcely probable that the idea has ever occurred to many of them that in this interesting and remunerative work of mining there might be presented special op portunities of work for Christ. On the con trary, one reason why good men have been in clined to hold back from such investments is the seemingly necessaiy evils that are connect ed with mining operations. The camps are looked upon as among the very worst places in the world, where the lowest and most vicious class of men congregate, and where dance houses, saloons and gambling halls abound and prosper. Christian denominations feel called upon, in special instances, to establish places of worship and sustain missionaries as a kind of forlorn hope, feeling that it is wrong to send aid to foreign lands and neglect such places near home; but still they look for very little fruit, be lieving that such unabashed wickedness can exist only in the hearts of men who are deter mined to remain beyond the reach of the Gos pel. While it may be true that these places are usually proof against any good that the churches may endeavor to accomplish, yet they do, never theless, afford a golden opportunity to the Chris tian capitalist to do a great work in the moral elevation of the people in and about such local ities, for in such places he has, in some instances, virtually supreme power, and can, to a certain extent, surround himself with just such men as he pleases. The miners and mechanics found in a mining camp are not, as is usually sup posed, universally ignorant, villainous and aban cloned men ; on the contrary, you may frequent ly meet with very intelligent men, not a few of whom are college graduates, led into this life through varied circumstances, and all are men of energy and determination. The better and more industrious class will be glad to leave those camps where wickedness stalks boldly forth, and seek that camp which will present any social and moral advantage. Now, if the Christian capitalist who is about to open a new work, or who can obtain the control of one already in operation, would in sist upon the appointment of a superintendent who was morally upright, who would refrain from profanity and intemperance, and promote quiet upon the Sabbath, and insist upon his em ploying no one who would persist in drink ing, he would find that he was in a position to do whatever good his heart prompted him to undertake. Remove liquor and its baneful in fluence from the midst of a community, and then it will be in a condition to receive good, and any good work that may emanate from, or be heartily supported by, the capitalist is pretty sure to prosper, for there is no question but money is a power, and few are found ready to butt against it, and those who are not ready to support any proposed work will deem it wise to, at least, not oppose it. How surely, then, must good be accomplished under such favorable cir cumstances. All this may impress the general reader as visionary and impracticable, but it is, after all, feasible, and has been tried and proved success ful beyond all expectation. The test, made in the average camp in Montana, encountered the same difficulties that would be found in a like work anywhere in the West. A rather unusual fact in regard to the company to which I refer, who are New York capitalists, is that, with one or two exceptions, they are all Christian men. They are known as the Alta Montana Company, for the reduction of silver ores, and have estab lished their works at a place called Wickes, twenty-five miles south from Helena, among the mountains near their mines. The president of he company, W. W. Wickes, removed from New York to the camp that he might personally direct the affairs of the concern, and superin tend the enlargement of the works, lie adopt ed the course above mentioned and refused to lease land to any one who would engage in the sale of spirituous liquors, and gave instructions to discharge any employee who was seen to en ter the saloon that had been opened just outside the company's limits. lie built at his own ex pense a house, twenty by thirty feet, plastered and finished nicely in every way, to be used as a reading-ropm and chapel, which he placed at the disposal of the men, to be used for their pleasure and comfort. He secured the presence and services of a minister, and provided a home for him and his family. During the four months that have passed from the time the building was begun there have been no saloons in the camp, no drinking, and no drunken men except such as may occasion ally have come into the camp in that condition. General quiet and order prevails throughout the camp, and two-thirds of the community are in the habit of attending service on the Sabbath. A reading room association has been organized for purposes of entertainment, such as lectures, debates, concerts, and whatever else may be de sired. A public dinner was given on Thanks giving by the Company and citizens, in which the men took an active part, and they had for their guests a number of prominent citizens of the capital. The men have also shown a very great interest in singing, and have organized a musical society for their mutual benefit and pleasure. A Sunday school was formed at the su SS es hon of the men, and the same energetic spirit was here manifested; fifteen copies of the Sunday School Times and a few copies of other publications were subscribed for by the school (which only numbered thirty-five, ten of whom were children), nearly a dozen Bibles were bought, besides subscriptions to quite an amount for the purchase of other Sunday school ma terial. The men found here are in no wise different from those you will find in the average camp in the Territory; a large majority of them have been in the habit of drinking, more or less, anil many of them of gambling; and this has been their character more on account of their sur roundings and circumstances than because of any unusual tendency towards that which is evil; but once surrounded by elevating influ ences, delivered from the enticements of the saloon, the gambling hall and other places of infamy, they have developed a truer spirit of manhood, and shown a worthy appreciation of the efforts put forth for their good and comfort, giving expression to it in many ways. No one can go into a more quiet and social community anywhere, and we can but believe that blessed spiritual results will follow. The attendance upon the Salibath services is unusually large, and the audience listen with marked attention and interest to the unfolding of Scripture, for it comes to them fresh, as their opportunities of hearing the Gospel have been exceedingly few. Why, then, may we not hope lor rich returns for the labor thus expended and the seed sown? Where can we find a more hopeful field that will present such astonishing results in a period of less than four months? And not only is the good effect of the work seen here, but also throughout all the surrounding country. Men who have charge of other works are moving in the same direction in regard to intemperance, and the temperance work generally is stimulated and its advocates encouraged by the direct sup port given it by a Christian capitalist. In fact, the social and Christian work has become a subject for common talk. Very many persons have felt interested in its success and have shown it in a substantial manner. One gentle man, impressed with the unusual interest taken in music, and the enthusiastic singing of the Sabbath services, presented the reading-room with a very fine cabinet organ; another, living in the capital, contributed to the improvement of the room a very handsome six-light chande lier; gentlemen in the East have supplied the room with the illustrated dailies, some of the best monthly magazines, and quite a number of the most prominent Christian weeklies. Is there not enough that is interesting and en couraging in this work to justify us in saying that this new and growing field presents a grand opportunity for the Christian capitalist to do a great work for Christ and for his fellow-men. No one man can control a city, or even a town of moderate size, but in a community where the people are dependent upon the works or opera tions of a man or body of men, that individual or that company (as the case may be) can con trol that community, and mould it pretty much as he or they may choose, and this is usually the state of affairs in a mining camp. The managing director, as in the case cited, may hold the reins with a firm hand, and require a certain degree of order and sobriety among the employees, and at the same time provide for them a place of resort that will tend to their comfort and social elevation, thus paving the way for a still higher and nobler work. There is a mighty power at work when Christianity and Capital are engaged together in prosecuting any work. \Ye may justly look upon this as one of the most interesting and promising features of the work accomplished in the Territory during the past year; and while in the eyes of men it may appear insignificant, in the eyes of Him who hath created these majestic mountains and crowned them with snow, who hath made them to abound in untold treasures df gold and silver, the object and desire of the fortune-seeking multitude that will soon throng our borders, it may, perhaps, be the greatest work that has been accomplished in the Territory during the past decade of years, as being the initiatory step in a new and glorious movement. giTendale. We confess to disappointment in having failed to receive a report from this camp, which was invited by circular and letter from this office. The Hecla company have at this place the largest and most successful silver smelting works in Montana. A fire the past summer destroyed several of the Company's buildings and greatly damaged the works for the time being, reducing materially for some months the enormous bullion product which for the past two years has figured so largely in our precious and base metal exports. The Hecla Works have since been restored with a capacity greater than before, and great quan tities of bullion are being turned out. Its bullion shipments for 1880, together with copper matte, are estimated to reach 6,000 tons, the value of which will propably not fall short of $500,000. HISTORICAL DIRECTORY TANA. OF MON This is a most valuable book, of 218 pages, giving a historical sketch of the settlement and development of the Territory, the or ganization known throughout the country as the "Viglantes," the varied resources of Mon tana, and avast amount of useful information. Mailed to any address upon receipt of the price, $2 00. Address. FISK BRO'3., Helena, Montana.