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THE ELK MOUNTAIN PILOT
VOLUME 43.
Local and Personal
John Rozman spent Sunday in
Crested Butte.
Mrs. S. C. Mosher is clerking in
Niccoli’s now store.
Tim Morgan came home from Joe
Eccher’s ranch Friday.
Ed Sorrel arrived from Los Ang
eles, Calif., last Thursday.
Surveyor Robinson came up from
Gunnison on Monday’s train.
Lewis McGruder and George Sorrel
were in town from Irwin Monday.
Mrs. E. C. Middlebrook came up
from Gunnison on Saturday's train.
Millard Pennington and Clinger
Linton were Irwinites in town Sat
urday.
Miss Ethel Johnson, who spent sev
eral days in Gunnison, returned home
Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. McDougal were reg
istered at the Elk Mountain House*
this week.
Mrs. John Heuchemer returned to
her home in Pueblo Sunday, going as
far as Gunnison by auto.
Dr. E. M. Russell made a trip to
Gunnison in his flivver Friday, re
turning the same evening.
Doctors Russell and Taylor went
Gunnison Monday evening to get a
glimpse of Governor Shoup.
Mr. Frank Bulkley canae in from
Denver Friday, and went on up to
Smith Hill Saturday morning.
Curley Fennel had his hand badly
mashed by a fall of coal at the Bulk
ley mine below town, Friday.
A good time was reported by all
who attended the dance given at the
City Hall last Friday evening.
B. F. Bennett, who has been enjoy
ing the summer in Colorado, started
for Sawtcll. California, Monday.
Messrs. Ed Redmond and Kellog of
the Colorado Supply Company, spent
several days in our city this week.
Miss Mildred Spann of Jack’s Cabin,
went to Canon City Saturday, to re
sume her school work at the Academy.
Miss Mary Ogden of Almont. who
has been visiting at the home of her
uncle, eGorge Ball, returned home
Saturday.
Mr. and Mrs. Lang Spann motored
up from Jack’s Cabin Monday. Mrs.
Spann had some dental work done
while here.
Mrs. John Mink, Mrs. Clint Samp
son, Mr. and Mrs. S. G. Bottenfield
and Robert Ahrens were In from their
ranches Friday.
Mr. and Mrs. John Cetin departed
last Wednesday for Delta in hopes
that the milder climate will improve
Mrs. Cetin’s health.
D. J. Applegate left Monday for
his home in Denver. He has been
employed at Smith Hill all summer
but has now gone home to stay.
Dan Southerland with Mrs. J. P.
Voss and children, left Thursday
morning by auto for Trinidad where
the Vosses will make their future
home.
Mr. and Mrs. Ben Jorgensen and
Mrs. Irma McCutchart, who have been
spending some time in Gothic, de
parted for their homes Monday. G.
H. Judd accompanied them.
Lance Spann motored up from the
ranch at Jack’s Cabin Thursday,
bringing Mrs. Will Spann and little
daughter Evelyn, whom he took on
over to the cow Camp on Brush creek.
Mr. and Mrs. E. C. Furlong and lit
tle daughter departed on Monday last
for Walsenburg where they will re
side. Mr. Furlong has been employed
here as carpenter at the Pershing
mine this summer.
Mr. and Mrs. W. J. Doig and daugh
ter Wilma motored up from Gunnison
Thursday, spending the day with rel
atives here. Miss Ethel Johnson and
Dave Sloan accompanied them on
their return to Gunnison.
Dr. Sullivan made a trip to Gunni
son Monday noon. Miss Stephens
Kuretich accompanied him as far as
Gunnison, going on to Montrose by
rail where she will visit for some
time before returning to her home in
Denver.
A-Weekly Newspaper of Interest to the Elk Mountain Region
'Twelve boys and girls were present
at the surprise party given on Mike
Verzuh at his home Saturday evening.
The evening was passed In playing
games after which a delicious lunch
was served.
Mrs. Willard Stoten’s mother and
sister arrived from Trinidad Satur
day evening on the extra, to be with
Mrs. Stoten who has been quite sick.
The crocheted centerpiece and scarf
was raffled Friday evening at the
Buckeye Cafe. Mrs. John Neesham
held the lucky number.
Frank Young took a crowd of hunt
ers over to the horse ranch Saturday
evening, returning Tuesday evening.
Mr. and Mrs. S. S. Johnson and
children with Mrs. Bright, all of
Gunnison, spent Tuesday in our city.
Bill heads, letter heads, envelopes,
cards, etc., printed at the Pilot office.
Anthony Comstock came up from
the saw mill on business Tuesday.
First Auto Over New Road
Saturday morning at 10 a. m. An
drew Campbell with George. Bill
Bailey, and Jack Neesham started for
Somerset over the new rood.
arrived in Somerset at 2 p. m., or just
four hours after leaving here.
This was the first auto to go over
the new road into Somerset and the
boys say they had a fine trip. They
arrived home Monday evening coming
byway of Delta and Montrose.
Old Resident Passes On
• Friends here received news of the
death of Mrs. Eliza Smith, mother of
Mrs. James Ralston, at Colorado
Springs, on Saturday evening, Sep
tember 6. Mrs. Smith had been ill
for some time and death was due to
cancer of the stomach. The remains
were shipped to Elgin. 111., where the
funeral was held on Tuesday. Septem
ber 9. Interment was made beside
her husband.
“Aunt Liza” was well and favorably
known in Crested Butte, where she
had lived for so many years.
Pilot joins with the host of friends
in sympathizing with Mrs. Ralston,
the only child, and family.
MISERABLE CONSPIRACY
FRUSTRATED BY ATTORNEY
Senator Hetherlngton Put* a Crimp
In Efforts to Wrong Quivnlson
County Woman
The Gunnison Empire.
About a week ago Senator Hethor
ington went to Benkleman. Nebr., to
ascertain why the sum of $2,000 due
Sarah A. Kimsey, now living with a
daughter on the old Proffitt ranch
south of lola, was not paid. Inci
dentally he was also looking into the
matter of why this woman does not
receive some aid in the matter of her
support from a husband who was re
ported in good circumstances if not
wealthy.
The sum of the Senator's investi
gation was productive of a story
that reads like a novel.
Through a conspiracy between the
husband, two daughters, a son and a
son-in-law, aided and abetted by a
very docile, if not corrupt county
court, a proceeding had been brought
without the knowledge of the defend
ant, Mrs. Kimsey, and she had been
adjudged a mental incompetent, hei
daughter, Lillian F. Bohrer, appoint
ed guardian and a bond furnished by
F. L. Ochs, the son-in-law in the
game, his wife, another daughter of
the victim, joining in furnishing the
bond. Ochs is the bird who owes the
$2,000 bucks and admits the debt.
The lunacy proceeding was evidently
framed up to estop the plaintiff from
collecting the money due her, out
like most corrupt efforts comes to
naught when subjected to the light.
Senator Hetherington had little
difficulty in convincing all the parties
to the deal, including the court, that
their proceedings lacked materially
in legality. He submitted a propo
sition looking to a settlement of the
matter in a fairway to Mrs. Kimsey
and we prophesy that his suggestion
will be accepted or some of her nu
merous and ungrateful offspring will
do more or less time in jail.
Senator Hetherington found public
sentiment down there quite favorable
to the mother and to our mind, if
the people of Dundy county have the
right regard for upright courts, they
would take speedy steps to vacate
their county judge’s office and install
a man who would not be a party to
such palpably corrupt actions.
Bill heads, letter heads, envelopes,
cards, etc., printed at the Pilot office.
CRESTED BUTTE, COLORADO. THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 18, 1919.
MY WIFE
She is my wife, and all the livelong
day
I think of her,
And in the deep oblivion of the night
I dream of her.
When she is near, a sweet and tender
calm
Falls softly on my heart with sooth
ing balm.
Like the murmured sounds of an an
gel’s psalm
Pleading for man.
She is my wife, if love is life’s author.
Guardian and friend.
Guiding my feet from the pitfalls of
woe
E’en to the end.
When she is far, my heart is sore op
pressed.
And sadly beats against my weary
breast.
Like prisoned bird that seeks its dis
tant nest
With restless wing.
Ah! wife of mine, my wife, my soul,
my all.
Be ever near!
May chilling shadow of thy loss ne’er
fall
Upon me here;
But down the opening aisles of fu
ture years
Be by my side to quell the rising tears
That flow from hidden springs of
doubts and fears
Within my breast.
—William Dawson.
MORE TALES OF
YE OLDEN TIMES
Mr. Editor:
No doubt when the first prospect
or wandered up O-Be-Joyful Gulch,
prodding his two burros, loaded with
a sack of flour, slab of bacon, frying
pan. coffee pot, pick, shovel, ax, bed
ding, etc., that he was in a happy
frame of mind, and went singing.
“O’ Be Joyful, O’ Be Joyful,” for the
grandure of the scenery was sublime
and awe inspiring. Those high, rug
pod bluffs, with the cataracts ar.d
rivulets of water trickling down
spraying the beds of flowers that
grow right up to snow banks.
The prospector thought that the
ruler of the universe was so gener
ous and lavish in the display of na
ture’s beauty, that surely there must
be room in those rugged mountains
for the bonanza metals that ho so
eagerly seeks and so seldom finds.
After prospecting for a month
without finding the coveted prize, his
burros having waxed fat from the
fine grass while the prospector had
grown near to poverty by using up
his grub, took another hitch In his
waist belt, wended his way out of
the gulch, full of gloom and disap
pointment. When he got out of O’
Be Joyful, which is the name that
has stuck to that gulch to this day.
he turned north and the first gulch
he came to he went up it, and he
called it Poverty Gulch, which was
typical of his well being at that-mo
ment. Strange to relate Poverty
Gulch was more generous in yielding
up the precious metal than the com
panion gulch of O’-Be-Joyful. His
tory does record that in the eighties
a number of prospectors produced
ore and were developed up to that
point that they might be classed as
mines, while O’-Be-Joyful has never
produced much ore, unless in later
years. Mrs. Geo. A. Russ and the
Pennington Bros, have opened bo
nanza mines. I have always thought
the ore was there, but no one has
persistently worked to find it except
the parties mentioned, and surely
should be rewarded for their patient
efforts.
At the head of Poverty gulch the
Augusta produced high grade silver
and was looked upon as a promising
mine at one time. No wagon road
could be built to it and it was only
reached by burros. The trail was so
steep that a saddle noise would have
difficulty in getting there, and a bird
would become dizzy In flying over
the rugged peaks. Miners who
worked in the winter had to be pro
visioned and stay there, for at times
it was worth a man’s life to leave
there and escape the snow slides, to
reach the outside world.
Withal a quantity of ore was pro
duced of high grado silver for several
seasons and brought down on burros.
It was a sight to behold to see a
hundred or two jacks all loaded with
ore, zigzagging down the mountain.
Such scenes are not visible to the
present generation is the reason we
call attention to it at this time, for
should it ever become necessary to
ship ore from these places in the fu
ture it will be brought down by aero
planes.
An aerial tramway was built to
the Augusta mine but it only ope
rated one or two seasons. The mine
was owned by M. B. V. Gillett and
Frank Ross of Greeley, Colorado, and
O. A. Gager, A. M. Maddox and Mr.
O’Rouke, all chlnaware importers
and manufacturers of Barclay street,
New York. They were the manufac
turers of the celebrated Haviland
china, and for a number of seasons
came to Crested Butte to inspect
their mining operations. Mr. O. A.
Gager was a typical down east
yankee. Had been a deep water sail
or in his younger days and was es
pecially fond of a New England
rum punch.
Mr. Gillett was the manager. In
1889 he took sick at the Elk Moun
tain House, pneumonia developed and
it devolved upon the writer to accom
pany him to Greeley, thinking a
change and better treatment was
needed, but next day after his ar
rival in Greeley he passed away. He
was a brother-in-law of Ex-Lieuten
ant Governor Jud Brush. Frank Ross
managed the mine for a few years
after that, but for some reason it
has been shut down for several years.
The Richmond mine adjoining the
Augusta, also gave promise of being
valuable at one time. It was man
aged by Harry Lee. who afterwards
was State Mine Inspector, for eight
years, and is now superintendent of
the Silver King mine of Park City,
Utah.
Tho Excelsior mine also has a rec
ord of producing a few cars of high
grado silver. It was owned by Yank
Baxter, known all over the country.
A native of New York state, a 49er
on the coast and had been one of tho
Pony Express riders across the plains
in the sixties. Ho was a character
and belonged to the early pioneers of
the west. A very loud mouthed talker
and a most profane man; one who did
not know him would think he was a
bad man from Bitter creek, yet he
was harmless and gentle as a lamb
to those who knew him. He would
take delight in creating that impres
sion among strangers. Ho was very
tall with a hump on his back. A fa
vorito position would be to sit down
on the end of his back against tho
sido of a building, and when he would
unlimber and start to get up he was
so tall It would remind you of one of
theso kangaroos that wo see in the
pictures.
On one occasion before tho days
of a railroad in Crested Butte, the
stage coach rolled in and out got
two young tenderfeet from tho east.
Yank was seated in his accustomed
position and ns he started to got up
a loflg six shooter dropped from his
pocket 'and a formidable knife glist
ened from a belt as he uttered a
string of oaths that would make Lu
cifer turn over in his grave. He
roared and took on so that the young
men, thoroughly frightened, crawled
back into the stage coach, not want
ing to stop In a town with such bad
actors. At the same time Yank was
winking at tho fun of scaring the
people.
There used to be a toll gate be
tween Crested Butte and Gothic,
about two miles out of Crested Butte.
One day Yank came to the gate and
yelled out that he wanted George
Holt to take his blankety blank gate
down so he could get to town. The
Pilot announced that Mr. Baxter
PRICE LIST
Montrose. Colo.. Sept. 15, 1919.
We quote the following prices, f.
o. b. Montrose, cash with order:
Fancy Wealthy Apples, per box $1.75
The following anples will be ready
about Oct. 1: Bellflauer, Grimes’
Golden, Ram bo. Newton Pepin, Wine
sap. York Imperial. Northwest Green
ing. Ben Davis. White Winter Per
main. Black Twigs, and Geneton.
Slicing Tomatoes, 20 lb. box....$ .75
Green Tomatoes, 20 lb. box 75
Table Beets, per 100 lbs 3.50
Carrots, per 100 lbs 3.50
Purple Top Turnips, per 100 lbs. 3.50
Potatoes, per 100 lbs 2.25
Drv Onions, per 100 lbs 4.25
Hubbard Squash. 100 lbs 3.50
Pikes’ Peak Squash, 100 lbs. ... 3.50
Utah Sugar Watermelons, 100 lbs. 4.00
Vegetables in less than 100 lb.
lots, add 50c per 100
Navv Beans, per 100 lbs 9.00
Mexican Beans, ner 100 lbs 7.50
FRESH RANCH EQQS
15 do/ $ 8.25
30 doz 15.50
EXTRACTED HONEY
10 lb. can $ 2.75
60 lb. can 15.00
Peaches, plums, grapes and other
soft fruits past season
For parcel nost shipments to
points within 150 miles of Montrose
all $1.15 per 100 lbs. on Vegetables
and 60c per box on apples.
We quarantee everything In good
condition whan shinned, but we as
sent* no resnorvsibiiity whatever for
condition of fruit or vegetables upon
arrival at destination whan shipped
by parcel post.
J. W. CORCORAN,
M7 Main threat Msntrsoc, Calc.
should not make so much noise, that
he disturbed the sick people in the
hospital at Gunnison, thirty miles
away. When Yank saw that he took
a few drinks of Bob Short's whiskey
and started out to kill the editor.
On one occasion Mr. Holt thought
he wanted to buy some mines; he
started in by trying to buy Yank Bax
ter’s Excelsior mine. Yank was sit
ting on a pile of rock at the mine
as Mr. Holt approached. After some
talk he offered Baxter $35,000. Yank
says, “Mr. Holt, have you got $35,000?”
“I have,” says Mr. Holt. “Well then,”
says Yank, “you stick that $35,000 in
your blanky to blank hollow tooth
and get down off from tho hill/’ I
learn that Yank died a few years ago
in Salida and was buried by the coun
ty. Had he taken the $35,000 for his
prospect ho could have lived in com
fort the balance of his days and saved
the county the expense of his burial.
Mr. Holt added some to his $35,000
and bought tho Manhattan office build
ing on Dearborn street, Chicago, for
$1,000,000 and is enjoying life.
J. E. PHILLIPS.
m Crested Bette Ledge
My A. F. & A. M. meets
AA\ every Friday at 8:00
m p m. Visiting mem
bers cordially invited
when in town.
f \ R. H. MACE, W. M.
G. V. BENSON. Sec.
| DAYTON AIRLESS TIRES j
DAYTON AIRLESS have u«i> aar- i
vice that would wreck ordinary tires. j
RUTS and STONES could not
break them. j
TACKS, nails and broken glass
■ fIH could not stop them.
SSES/ THEY have made a surpassing
Ik gsi ,4 score on Fords, overloaded with pas- V
Ml* ■* \gfin 1 sengers; they have carried oil In |
S 1 Oklahoma, groceries In Chicago, dry j;
arS . 3 goods In New York, paint In Balt!- $
sm rflM JM more, lumber in Michigan. X
R NOW, DAYTON AIRLESS ARE |
ft |MM fIVH GUARANTEED •••• MILES. $
? 4 - Records have shown 2. 3, and 4
¥ W'QA times that mileage. {
Ilflt Angus Taylor
Crested Butte, Colorado |
MIKE R. FISHER j
GROCERIES. SHOES, NOTIONS, MEATS. CANDY. j
TOBACCO, ETC.
THE BEST GOODS AT THE LOWEST PRICES ]
OUR SPECIALTY—The Manufacture of Soda j •
Water, All Flavors y
I MIKE NICCOLI I
v. Invites you to Inspect his New Goods In the
i* Building formerly occupied by the Golden Rule y
£ NEW GOODS ARRIVING DAILY
|j A SHARE OF YOUR PATRONAGE SOLICITED
c Hi& Colorado Supply Co. |
—Dealers In — X
FURNITURE, RANGES. CLOTHING, NOTIONS AND |
GROCERIES |
W. S. S. ON SALE AT ALL TIMES |
NUMBER 4G
THE SONG OF THE ADVERTISER
I am an advertiser great!
In letters bold and big and round.
The praises of my wares I sound,
Prosperity is my estate.
The people come.
The people go
In one continuous.
Surging flow —
They buy my goods and come again.
And I’m the happiest of men;
And this the reason I relate:
I am an advertiser great!
There Is a shop across the way
Where ne’er is heard a human tread.
Where trade is paralyzed and dead.
With ne’er a customer a day.
The people come.
The people go
But never there—
They do not know
There’s such a shop beneath the skies.
Because he does not advertise;
While I with pleasure contemplate
That I’m an advertiser great.
The secret of my fortune lies
In one small fact, which, I may state.
Too many tradesmen learn too late;
If I have goods, I advertise!
Then people come
And people go
In constant streams,
For people know
That he who has good wares to sell
Will surely advertise them well;
And proudly I reiterate
I am an advertiser great!
—Denver Tribune.
All packages of fish must be le
gally tagged. You can buy the tags
at this office.

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