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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.
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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.