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A MOUNTAIN TRAGEDY.
William Elliot, commonly called Crip pled Bill, from having been wounded in one of Morgan's raids, made his appear ~noe on Yocum creek immediately after the surrender at Appomattox and bought a small tract of rough land on Squirrel ridge. By dint of much labor he cleared away the heavy timber and thick under brush and erected a small cabin, a cow shelter, and the other rude shanties that go to make up the buildings of a ridge farmer. Htis nearest neighbor was 'Squire Dink lanna, and one night, much to the •sqUire's indignation and every one else's surprise, Crippled Bill and his neighbor's youngest daughter, Capitola, mounted their horses and rode across the country to the Ohiio river and were married. About a year after the elopement a daughter vas borni to the strangely matched couple, and three days after the little one opened its eyes the mother closed hers in death. I'To everybody's surprise the child lived. 1ier fat her called her Kate and as she grew older the adjective "little" was added w her name because of her fairy-like grace and delicacy of limb and feature, and when she was 7 years old everybody on Yocmnti knew cripl)iced Bill', Little Kate. She loved her rough old father, and he li~tId unly for her. About this time, or, to be miore precise, in ST74, Crippled Bill fell in wit' ie Aifrey boys, and then induced hint to join them in running a moonshine still. IlThe profits of the business were son'thin cinoriiious-if you didn't get cauglht,--uid Crippled Bill became their pariter. Fior upwards of ten years they cinduicted their illicit business and defied cult a re. . oc. l. 1n creek is one of the most peculiar srtsans, in Mountain Kentucky. It heads i: Morgan county and empties into the gicuing nearly opposite Morehead. For a distance of five miles it runs through the 'arlrows of Yocum, a deep and gloomy canyon through which trends a rough wag ni-road. This road crosses the little stream i57 times and the gorge is one of the most weirdly picturesque spots in America. Cliffs whose tops lower hun dcre(is of feet above the bed of the stream wall it on either side. Their faces are cov ered with a thick growth of laurel bushes anal tall firs and pines overhanging their sunmunits. Professor Henry of the Smith sonian institute visited the Narrows once and made a careful examination of the cliffs on both sides. He found be hind the screen of laurel bushes roomy ca yes, and in the depths of these caverns the bones of the great cave bear and traces of that curious pre-historic race, the cave dwellers. It was in one of these caverns that Crippled Bill Elliott and the Alfrey boys carried on the buisiness of illicit distilling. They disposed of the product of their still to the lumbermen on the river and divided among themselves the profit. The gang had numerous encount ers with the revenue officers, and one after another of the Alfreys were killed until only Dick remained. There were warrants out for his arrest, charging him with killing a revenue officer, and with illicit distilling. Armed with his long squirrel rifle he roamed through the mountains and freely visited the towns, boasting that he \would kill the first man who made a warlike movement toward him. He spent his money freely and had hundreds of friends scattered around the country, who warned him whenever a marshal's posse approached. Once in 1880, while visiting his father's house on the Licking river road, a party of revenue officers rode up and surrounded the house, keeping, however, at a respect ful distance, for they knew that Dick was a dead shot, and none of them wanted to make martyrs of themselves. Every door and window of the house was barricaded, and when the marshal's men cautiously approached Dick's voice was heard order ing them to halt. "Ye all dassent make a, rush, for I'll kill a half dozen uv ye afore ye git hyar. The ole man's well purvided with rashuns, an' I ken stand ye off for a month. Dad an' I'll take turns standin' guard, an' we'll keep it up night an' day." iThe marshal's party, after consulting among themselves, mounted their horses and rode away, and Dick went back to his mouintain eyrie to distill more whisky. ('rippled Bill Elliot was the factor or go between of the Alfreys, and when only Dick remained to carry on the business he and the 0old man shared the profits of the still e(clally. Crippled Bill saved his mh(neyI to spend it liberally on Little Kate, whonlm he decked in the handsomest gowns that could be purchased at the crossroads sto re. She was of liner clay than he, and from making occasional visits to Morehead and Liberty, and once as far down the country as Mount Sterling, a new and higher life was opened up to her. She kept her secret longings to herself and never divulged the hiding-place of the still. In the early summer of 1884 Little Kate celebrated her 17th birthday. She was a daughter of the mountains -bright-eyed, curly-haired, fresh-faced, with rounded limbs and a good digestion, and able to shoot a rifle or ride a horse with the best man in the country, A score or more of the young mountaineers endeav ored, in their homely fashion, to make Katy their sweetheart, but she repulsed them all. One hot August day, when the little underground stream that supplied the moonshine still in the cave behind the thick laurel bushes on Yocum cliffs had run dry, and Crippled Bill and his partner had removed their business to a secluded spring branch, where they were busily en gaged "making rurA," Little Kate sat on the rude porch whose roof overhung the dloor of her father's cabin, busily engaged in spinning, singing like a lark mean while. A man, young and strong-limbed as a Hercules, wearing clothes whose texture and color were hidden beneath a thick coating of dust, and carrying a light pack on his back, strode up the mountain road which led fromn the Narrows. He paused lor a moment in Iront or Uripprea Bui's cabin, cast an admiring glance at the girl on the porch, and then boldly unlatched the rude gate set in the paling fence, which inclosed the little garden, and marched up to the steps of the porch. "I beg your pardon," he began, and Lit tle Kate dropped her distaff with a fright ened cry and turned to the intrude : with flushed cheeks and eyes big with appre hension. "It is very dusty," continued the stranger, "and I am very thirsty. Would you kindly give me a drink of water?" "Sartin' sure," answered Kate. "I'll git yea fresh drink from the spring," and seizing a wooden piggon which stood on a shelf beside the door, she ran quickly down the mountain path leading to the spring, while the stranger dropped his pack on the porch and with a grateful sigh seated himself in the rush-bottomed chair which Kate had motioned him to take. "If you have no objection," he said, when, ahe returned with the water, and' pIot ftred him a gourdful, which he .dranik in I~ llm~is~i;~;;~rriu··;r deep draughts. "I wLmI rest here a while. I have traveled a long distance and 1 am very tired." "Sit ye thar, stranger, as long as ye please," answered the girl, hospitably. "Ye are plumb welcome." He availed himself of her permission with thanks, and when he began to talk and his words brought up the pictures she had heretofore seen only in her day dreams-she stopped her spinning and drawing up her chair beside his listened with eager interest. They were sitting there together w1hen Crippled Bill hobbled up, carrying a brown jug of moonshine whisky in each hand. At sight of him the girl, with a glad cry, jumped from the porch and ran down to the gate. She threw her arms around the old man's neck and kissed him, whisper ing meanwhile that a "stranger man" had come and was "thar on the po'ch." The newcomer had followed her down, and when Crippled Bill looked up quickly, with a frown on his face, the young man raised his hat and apologized for his intrusion. "I'm an artist," he said, "and my busi ness here is to make sketches of this most picturesque solitude." Crippled Bill answered him gruffly, de spite Little Kate's frowning protest, but the old man finally picked up the two jugs of whisky and walked toward the house muttering something about "hevin' no room to entertain strangers." He followed Kate inside the house. The stranger re mained on the porch. Father and daugh ter held a whispered consultation and presently Crippled Bill came out and in vited the young man to "take a cheer." The latter had already introduced himself as Harry Morgan, artist, and when he had told the old moonshiner several stories that tick led the latter mightily and had listened patiently to Bill's running ac count of Morgan's raid and his own wounding by a stray Federal bullet, the two became quite good friends, and before Kate announced supper Harry Morgan had prevailed upon Crippled Bill to allow him to occupy the little bed in the loft and to eat at his table until he should have made a sufficient number of sketches of the picturesque nooks at Yocum Creek. The supposed artist remained at Crippled Bill's cabin about three weeks. He sketched every day and Kate accom panied him on his trips as pilot, for she knew every rare ingle and every fern-car peted glen and every purling brook in all that country. At night, after supper, Morgan and the old moonshiner would sit on the porch smoking their pipes and tell ing stories. After her work was finished Kate would come out and sit in the shadow with her knitting, but it was either too dark to see the stitches or she became interested in the stories the two men told; for she rarely did much work. One morning, after breakfast, the young man shouldered his pack and bade Crippled Bill and his daughter good-by. The old moonshiner would accept no pay for the young man's entertainment, and Morgan, turning sud denly, slipped a ring from his little finger and, catching Kate's hand, placed it on her brown forefinger. "You will wear this to remember me," he said, and she, looking into his face with moist eyes, answered truthfully: "I shall never forgit ye." The summer passed away and Bill, who was always solicitous for his Little EKate's health. noticed.hat as the leaves on the maple trees began to golden and the oaks were crowned with quiver ing veils of crimson the roses in Kate's cheeks grew fainter, and her brown eyes always had a look of eager, expectancy in them. He secretly determined to see a doctor about her the next time he went down to the settlement at Bangor, but be fore he could put this plan into execution poor Kate was past all doctors' help. Be ginning from a week after the artist left the girl had made a journey every morn ing to a little glen which overlooked the road leading up from the Narrow and would sit there on the mossy rock for hours at a time, wvith her face turne to ward Yocum creek, and her eyes on knit Sting. This particular morning she went Sto the same place, and had hardly taken her position on the rock when she heard the hurried tramp of a body of horsemen coming up the creek, and sprang forward with an eager, wistful light in her eyes. Suddenly, as the approaching cortege swep, round a bend in the Narrows, she uttcered a startled cry and staggered back as though struck by some sudden blow, for she recognized the intruders as a squad of revenue officers. Riding at their head, with his eyes fixed straight beforehim, was Harry Morgan, the artist. "Spy!" she hissed, between her teeth, and tearing the ring he had given her from finger she flung it from her. Then, as the government party disappeared around a bend in the Narrows, heading straight to ward her father's still, she bounded up the glen like a frightened deer, with fierce and passionate anger tugging at her heart, to give the stillers warning. As she reached nue neac or rne glen sne neara wuia snouts and the rattle of firearms, and when a bul let clipped a leaf close beside her she sprang behind a large rock for shelter, trembling and frightened. Suddenly a man dashed past her, and peeping out she saw Dick Alfrey,. with a fierce fire in his eyes, speeding up the glen, rifle in hand. Behind him came another armed man, the artist, whose ring she had cast from her in scorn only a few minutes before. As he reached the rock behind which she crouched Dick Alfrey sprang to shelter behind some bushes, and, wheeling, raised his rifle. The movement was a quick one, but the girl in hiding, was quicker. With a warning cry she leaped out into the path, and, as the hunted moonshin er's rifle cracked, the bullet intended for his pursuer's heart pierced the tender bosom of Little Kate. She fell to the rocky .ground with a moaning cry and the life-blood . dyed her white dress crimson. The man to save whose life she had sacrificed her own dropped beside her and raised her head. Thre was a smile upon her lips and her brown eyes opened and looked into his. "I'm dyin' Harry," she gased, "for you, love-kiss me!" and as their lips met she died. Crippled Bill had been captured, and when the marshal's posse, following their leader, 1brought the old man up and his eyes fell upon the dead girl, who, living, was all in all to him, he uttered a stricken cry, and rushing forward, fell beside her on the stony ground. His bearded cheek was pressed close to hers and his long ,gray hair dabbled in her life-blood. When he did not move nor speak they raised him up. He was dead. His great rough heart had burst asunder. They buried them side by side in the little gleni where Little 'Kate had waited so long for °the lover who had won her heart, only to wring from its confiding recesses the secret of Crippled Bill Eliott's moonshine still.-, Philadelphia Times. `There are in twenty.two siates of Union 308,478 mqre women than men. HAVENS FOR THE HARD UP MAKING A LITTLE MONEY GO A GREAT WAY IN PARIS. Supiriority of Americans Over Europeans in ths Matter of Kitchen Conveniences -Lack of the "Maison Mueblee" When Monsieur Was Short of Funds. We Americans pride ourselves greatly upon our superiority over Europeans in all the material conveniences and com forts of life, as well we may. We point to our inventions of washing machines and wringers, patent flat-irons and vegetable parers, our strainers, choppers, beaters, with the justifiable satisfaction that by their aid we are enabled to dispense with such hordes of menials as are necessary to uninventive Europe, and we are proud that as important an American menage may be "personally conducted" by one cook as requires a posse of servants in Eu rope. Not long ago an article in The Figaro waxed eloquent over some recent kitchen invention. "If domestic science advances at this rate," cried The Figaro, "there are those now living who will see the day that the bread of a family will be actually made and baked in its own kitchen and not by outside labor as now." We have 10,000 things beside domestic bread, fishballs, and doughnuts that Pa risians have not, but as yet we have not acclimatized the maison meublee. With out exaggeration it may be said that one who knows how can travel in Europe for one-half the traveling expenses of this country, and for this superior economy thanks are due not only to second and third class cars but also to the maison meublee. In America a man may marry his grandmother, but he can not, except in a few large cities, stop at a hotel with out paying for three meals a day even though his ordinary diet be that of one dying in the wilderness. On the continent one pays for room alone, being free to carry locust and wild honey in his hat if he chooses, or to buy them at (he vari ously-priced restaurants from Bignon's to the Cuisines Bourgeoises of the Quartier Latin. WHEN MONSIEUR WAS "HARD UP." Two months ago I found myself in a maison meublee of Montmartre. THad I found myself then in an American hotel there would have been no other horn to my dilemma than open gas jets and closed doors, for I had come up from Constanti nople via Marseilles with scarcely $10 left me of the $150 with which I started from the Golden Horn. I took my room by the month, scarcely expecting relief earlier, although as it happened a remittance did find me out at the end of a fortnight. For this cubby house under the eaves I paid $1 (5 francs) a week. This was paid for a molith in advance, according to rule, and having paid it I counted my assets and found that with portentous liabilities to starvation I had just $5.50. Just one week between me and charcoal fumes! And yet, when relief came two weeks later, I had yet left assets of 5 sous, the equivalent of one more dinner! That dinner would have been a huge wedge of pain ordinarire and a 2 sous slip of fromage de brie. Two weeks for less than $8 in a hotel which I was not ashamed to name Seven to my compatriots of the Splendide or Grandl Two weeks in a hotel with a stately vesti bule and plastic gods looking down upon me, their divine stare not one whit less di-, vine than that they gave a young Midas! Fortunately it was the season of over coats. Fortunately mine was capacious of pocket. Thus was I enabled to stalk as magnificently through those marble halls as had I the best of Cafe Riche dinners under my breast buttons instead of 4 sons worth of cooked sausage and 2 of bread in my sealskin coat tails. Fortunately Jeal the garcon de chambre, filled my toile carafe every morning with fresh water and fortunately, also, the sausage deale at the corner charcuterie, who gathers int her swine-fed coffers the most of my dimin ishing sous, never asked any questions. What must she, what could she, have thought of the bearded pard who came to her so regularly with the mien and raiment of a Russian Boyard and departed thence with two pitiful bits of pig or blood pud ding? And that piratical looking potato fryer in a neighboring doorway, what must he have thought when he gave me so often in return for royal and imperial effigies cast in bronze his crisp golden wares sprinkled with fine salt from a tin sifter- what must he have thought to see me clap the greasy brown paper into my rear pantry and march away as if every field of Golconda groaned under my mortgages! "What did you think!" I asked, as I gave Jean 20 francs at parting, "What did you think of so many greasy papers and crumbs upon my floor?" "Think!" an swered the list-slippered functionary, with a grin, "I thought monsieur was a sec, [hard up.] . We have many such here." Paris Cor. New York Times. The Flower Trade of London. The flower trade of London is estimated at a value of £5,000 a day, and is showing a rapid increase with every'season. The great metropolis not only draws its varied supplies of flowers and plants from its own southwestern counties with their mild and equable climate, b. reaches out to France and Italy for its collections of the choicest and' most costly specimens. There is a regular flower train between Nice and Cannes to London in the early spring, bum the immense cost of this transportation has led to the formation of great estab lishinents in the united kingdom for the supply of this lucrative demand. The largest one of the kind is situated on an estate at Carinarthen, in south Wales, belonging to Capt. Mansfield, of the royal navy. There are a great many sep arate buildings for the cultivation of dif Sferent plants. Thus there are no less than 200,000 lilies of, the valley in the hothouses, with roses, camellias, carnations, pansies, jasmines and heliotropes in" like propor tions. There are eighteen large forcing houses that, with the appendixes, form 200,009 feet of' glass, with six miles of pipes.-San Francisco Chronicle. 'Ililacs Dwarfeil 'by Potting. White lilacs in bloom wvere among the greatest attactions atthe New York hor ticultural show. Dwarfed by potting, they were made little trees not more than two feet high, perfect in shape and snowy with . bloom. -Chicago Herald., Church Members in Heathen Lands. The increase in membership in heathen lands is thirty times greater than at hemi in proportion to the number of ministers employed,although the tests of discipleship are of the most trying nature.--Exchange. 'A Bird as an O(ien of Good. A bird known as the "silk-tailed chat terer"n has lately redappeared in middle Germany after an absenceot thirty, years. The peasants .cnsiedr the' sOrivalof the " increase. happineidand- pro.perity to..the pm~i~·~!p3ice-Cicago Herld MADRIGAL. When all is said and sung what is the sum? Love, only love! What brightest dream hath youth of yeats to come? What retrospect turn dim eyes latest from? Love, only lovel What word sounds sweetest in the poet's rhyme? Love, only love! What tales first told in some forgotten clime, From heart to heart throb through the lapse of time? Love, only love! The guide-star of the soul's divine en deavor Love, only love! The bond of lives which death can not dissever; The litany the seraphs sing forever- Love, only love! -Charles L. Hildreth in New York World. How W. D. Howells Writes Novels. I never have more than one novel on hand at a time, though I may now and and then write a sketch of travels by way of a change. I have, of course, a general idea of what I am going to write before I begin a novel. but I do not analyze a plan and think it up in chapters before hand. All I have at the beginning is the general idea. I invent chapters and incidents as I go along. Thus, each morning consists of new inventions, and the work is pleas ant and does not grow stale. When I first began to write I had great trouble as to the plot, and I worried over my incidents and conversations. I could not make the people talk. I afterwards found that the reason why I could not do this was be cause I had nothing to say myself. If a man has ideas and experiences he finds his conversations coming easily, in the illustration of them. If he has noth ing to say he finds the talk as flat as that of two people who are thrown together with not an interest in common. I have little trouble with my conversations now, and the plot is a bugbear no longer. As to my incidents I feared for some time that my fictitious ones would not be as natural as those which had actually existed. This fear was allayed by a friend of mine who took my "Wedding Journey" and marked with a pencil the incidents which hlcon sidered real and those he thought f had invented. He mixed up truth and inven tion to a wonderful extent."-"Carp's In terview in Cleveland Leader. Carriages at the National Capital. I see more varieties of carriages here than in any city of the globe, perhaps. The patent pavements of the town allow carry-alls, chariots, herdics, hansoms, bi cycles, gigs, tandem teams and what not. The great old rolling carriage called the landau is not as often seen as formerly. Considerable private equipage is in Wash ington. With all this show there is a fair democratic conservatism among the new strangers. I heard rather a pretty story not long ago of a major-general of the British army who came here on a visit from India, and a prominent man, who was not in politics, to whom the stranger brought a letter, put him in his fine car riage and took him everywhere. The Eng lishman said one day: "I see that some of these carriages have drivers hi livery suits while yours has not." "No, sir," said the man; "I never put my driver in livery, because I have a little sup erstition in it. I am a speculator, and have my ups and downs, and it occurred to me that some day or other I might be poor, and that my sonrmight have to drive one of these carriages; and I think I would not like to see him in that kind of livery uniform." The Englishman, it is said, took his ac quaintance warmly by the hand and said that he had been looking in America, ever since he landed in San Francisco, for an American, but up to that time he had seen nothing but Englishmen in the coun try.-"Gath" in Cincinnati Enquirer. Heir to the I-razilian Throne. Princess Isabella, heir to throne of Brazil, is extremely religous. and somane times the astonished subjects of her royal father have beheld her sweeping the floor of the church clad in a coarse gown and humility of spirit --Inter Ocean. THiE PIONEER STATIO T IER ODIN I keep a full line of Blank Books and Stationery. A fine line of Books always in stock, and consta. tly en route. Imported and Domestic, Of most popular brands. I keep the finest SMOKING AND OHEWING TOBACCO. FRBUITS, JEWELRY, An endless variety of FANCY GQODS, TOYS AND NOTIONS, SHEET MUSIC, .MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS, CHROMOS, Picture Frames, Pocket Cutlery, combs, EtC., Ete. GEO.W. CRANE. Opposite Grand Union Hotel. $65 Reward. Estraved from the undersigned the following described- horses: One roan horse, 4 years old ; one roan horse, .3 years old; one white horse, 18 yearsold; one sorrel mare, with white face and legQ, 10 years old; one gray mare, 11 years old; one bay mare. s ar in forehead, ears clilped, 12 years o'd-all branded TFM (monogram TF) 'on left shoulder. These animals have been on the Shonkin range for the past two years. Alsb the following, strayed about two months since: One'grayg.are; o.e bay roan, white face and feet; one bay roan yeartii ,white face and feet: one buckeokn-all branded TFM on left shoulder. = . .,Will pay ;5 each for information .that will lead .to the seoovery of these A.imals also $ lfor the re.~ oery of one stallion, 17 mou lsoldi- brauded '`FM bn left shoulder; nashas ' A:' Stanford, Ma. 1, 186. _I T I. Transact a General Banking Business. Buy and sell Exchange on the commercial centers of the United States. ---o Pay Interest on Time Deposits. --O-.. Will give special attention to the business of North ern andCentral Montana, and will make such loans to sto3kmf n and farmers as are suitt d to their requirements. 8@P Local Securities a Specialty. - Collections and all other business entruste i to us will receive prompt and careful attention. COLLINS, D UER df Co. FRONT STREET - - - FORT BENTON, M.T. Dexter's Express. Benton to Creat Falls and Neihart. TRI-WEEKLY TR'PS from Fort Benton to Great Falls.. Passenger frre, $5.00, or $9.00 for round trip. Weekly trips to Neihart after April 10th. MURPHY, MACLAT & Co., Agents at Fort Benton and Great Falls. W. 0. DEXTER. Pro9'r. LIll STOCK H11DOUIR IRS OF MONTANA. IMPORTED Clydesdale, Percheron Norman, English Draft and Standas"l Bred Trotting 'Horses on hand and for sale. Also, a Choice lot of High Grade Young Stallions on hand. FOR QUALITY, PEDIGREE AND PRICE, WE DEFY COMPETITION. Roadsters and Work Horses for sale. Visitors welcome. Cir culars free. W" Correspondence solici ed. HUNTLEY & CLARK, Toston, N. P. R. R., Forty Miles East of Helena, M.T. THE CHOTEAU HOUSE, CHOTEAU, M. T. Stages to the Railroad and all Points in the Territory. Choteau Sample Rooms. Livery, Feed and Sale Stables. GEORGE RICHARDS, Proprietor, T, C, POWER & BRO, DEALERS IN G EI E'RAL M I CHAHNO IS, LEWISTOWN, M.T. Special inducements offered to Ranch and Stockmen. Call and examine goods and prices. F. E. WRIGHT & Co., -DEALERS IN General Merchandise, UTICA, M. T. Good Stables "and Blacksmith Shop r in connection. Best Hotel in the Judith Basin. Only direct road to the Yogo mines. DAY'S HOUSE On Big Springs Creek, REEDSPORT, Meagher Co., M.T., Has receptly been fitted up in the very best of style for the accommodation of the traveling public. GOOD STABLING for HORSES In connection with this House. FPlANK DAY. Prop'r. TRAIN'S GALLERY, 0. C. BUNDY. PROPRIETOR. Cutler St., near head of Main, ýI pýeparec to dio the eat df Wao k .. cl and 1 be 6ontins.. Always ouhanesceptSandays. FIRST. NATIONAL BAK - OF Fort Benton. W. G. CONRAD, - - - PRESIDENT JNO. W. POWER, - VxCE PRESIDENT E. G. MACLAY, - - - CASHIER Authorized capital................ $250.000 Capital paid in... ...... ..... .. 100,000 Surplus and profits ............. . 70,000 TRANSACT A GENERAL BANK I.N G BUSINESS. DIRECTORS : S. T, HAUSER. C. E. CONRAD, T. C POWER, F. ATKISSON, W. G. CONRAD, R S. FORD. J. W. POWER. T. A. CUMMINGS, E. G. MACLAY. R. A. RICHIE, DEALER IN General Ierchandise ROCKY POINT, M. T., TEADQUARTERS FOR Miners' and Stockmen's Supplies. *9Low prices and first class new goods.'ý" GOOD STABLE IN OONNECTION Highest Market Price Paid for Furs and Skins. "- IMPORTANT TO : WOOL GROWERS D OTHERS. - -- --- --- --- --- -- . ............-- .- .......- I HAVE FOR SALE a lot of the finest thorough bred -:IERINO and SHROPSHIRE BUCKS-: In the territory, bred from Campbell bucks and ewes (the Gibson thoroughbred band.) I invite da inspection of these animals. Prices reasonable. I have six or eight thousand fine, high-bred Ewes, fdr sale in lots to suit purchasers. I will also Trade Ewes for Wethers, on good terms; or will BUY Wethers. Address J. T. ARMINGTON, Ranch on Belt Creek. Cora, M. T. 'SHEEP FOR SALE. tN quantities and quality to asuit the purchaser. Address HENIRY MADONALD. Fort Benton, M.T. Sheep Bought or Sold. PARTIES desiring to Buy or Sell" SHEEP, will find it to their interest to communicate with the undersigned.CHAS. s. GIBSON. Fort Benton, M. T. PECK & LACY, --BREEDERS OF Thoroughbred Merino SHEEP. We aim to handle and breed as heavy a shearing Merino sheep as the demand of manufacturers for a light, long staple woo!, and our climatic conditions, will warrant. , Ewe band run from Highwood Ranch twenty miles from Fort Benton. Ram band run rom Belt Ranch (at Belt creek bridge), twenty-five miles from Fort Benton Breeders of Thoroughbred Shepherd Dogs. Address-PECK & LACY, FORT BENTON, M. T. T, F1 MORGAN & CO,, DEALERS IN General Merchandise, STANFORD, MONTANA. Special Inducements Offered to Ranch and Stockmen. GOOD HOTEL, STABLE AND BLACE SMITH SHOP IN CONNECTION. '-"~Call and examine goods and prices. NERVOUS DEBILITATED MEN. You are allowed afree trial of thrty days of the use of Dr. Dye's Celebrated Voltaic Belt with Electric Suspensory Appliances, for the speedy relief and permanent cure of Nervous Debility loss of Vitality and Manhood, and all kindred troubles. Also for many other diseases. Complete restora 'tion to Health; Vigor and Manhood guaranteed. No risk. Is incurred. Illustrated pamphlet in sealed snmicope mailed free. b addressing VOLTAIO BELT CO., o ar.hall, Mich. $5 Reward. Will be given for irformation that will lead to the recovery of a dark sorrel horse, some white. in face. wefght seout 750 pounds,. branded half oircle ,,art (Harris & iRoe's brand) on left shoulaeirand one or more other brands Is prob. ably on tit ShonkinT ange. Add *`the RzvIa iPrnxs.