Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 42, Number 251, 1 September 1917 — Page 8

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JESS WILLARD, NEW BUFFALO BILL WAS REAL COWBOY When Jess Willard was a boy he had ambitions, lie 'wanted to become a cowboy. Being a Kansan by birth, and coming in contact with the men of the ranch at a time when the cowpunchers still wore "chaps" it was not difficult to reach his heart's desire. He became a cowboy, and ranchmen who still recall the tall youth w ith the all pervading smile say he was a real cowboy; But Willard was too strong and too fond of muscular sports to be content to drive cattle. He liked to wrestle with his fellow cowboys. One day he put on the gloves with another cowpuncher who had won a ranch reputation as an amateur boxer. Willard thought his strength would avail against science, and he went against the "ranch champion." He was mistaken. The drubbing ho received made him think. When he boxed with his cowboy opponent the next time he won. He had learned how. After that the cowboys pushed him forward on all occasions as (heir representative boxer. Willard entered into the spirit of the thing. He usually won. That created Ills second great ambition, the dream of one day being the world's champion. It Vas a long, hard road he followed In working toward his goal. But he stuck at it Finally, at Havana, his second great ambition was realized. But Willard has frequently declared that he docs not enjoy fighting for fighting's sake. That was all right when he was a cowboy. Now he feels that life has more to offer him than being the world's greatest pugilist. He wants to be a businessman. And take care of his family. To provide for them Is, after all, the underlying ideal in his last Great amhitinn. Vnr nnw

he has bought the great Buffalo Bill Wild 'West Show, and for the rest of his life he wants to be as . Colonel Cody was, one of the best loved heroes in the eyes of aU the American boys and girls. A GLIMPSE INTO THE OLD BORDER LAND That strange, mysterious, and yet picturesque land, known in song and story as The Border, has passed away. The Unknown Land the laud of the wild Indian, the trapper, the Old scout, the border bandithas disappeared before the stride of civilization The ox teams have given way to the freight trains and the six-mule driver of the Deadwood stage coach has become the conductor of the Limited Main. Practically all that is left of the Wild West is contained on the few remaining reservations. Even the cowboy now reads the daily papers and dreams of spending his winters in New York. Nevertheless, the story of the

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Passing of the Borderland will never lose its interest, and it is only a show like the Jess Willard-Buffalo Bill Circus which can keep alive the historic traditions of the Old West; to tell, lest the careless world forget, the story of the bravery, and the sufferings of the pioneers; to show the Indian as he really was, to revive pie glories of the cowboy of the old days, as well as to present the ranch people -of the present, with all their expert cleverness in riding, roping and shooting, with their still inherent love of adventure, which neither time nor advancing population can kill, and the picturesqueness of a life that can never fully depart until the last cowpuncher has passed away. There will be a parade at 10:30 in the morning to start the big holiday, and every boy and girl for miles around can look forward to seeing it all on next Friday. . The Chinese want more railroads, which may mean business for American capital and builders

A New. Indian Policeman When Flying Hawk, the old Sioux chief was called upon to appoint a "policeman" among the many Indians with the show, his choice fell upon Red Thunder, a Sioux brave from the Pine Ridge reservation. South Dakota. The position of "policeman" in the Wild West Indian village was simply meant for Red Thunder. Even before he was furnished with a glittering "star" as a badge of authority, Red Thunder had on more than one occasion intervened to prevent fights among the Indians, and several years ago when some of the young bucks rah through the village and threatened an attack on the agency buildings, Red Thunder, partly by persuasion, and largely by physical force,, restored peace to the camp. In the show when a quarrel occurs between the Indians of the rival tribes Red Thunder separates the combatants and puts them in the "calaboose" in the rear of the Indian village. Singularly enough, this "calaboose," which is simply a small tepee or canvas tent, has no guards, but when an Indian Js arrested his sense of disgrace and conception or honor prevents him from making any effort to escape, and he "does time" without a murmur.

Indians . Are "Camera Bugs" Several of the leading Indians with the Buffalo Bill Wild West and Circus are said to be "camera bugs." This is peculiarly interesting, because until recently the Western Indians were violently opposed to being photographed. Among the Sioux tribes there was an idea that when the white man's "mystery box" took a photograph of an Indian, some part of his strength went into the picture, and in the case of old men this was enough to hasten their departure to the "happy hunting grounds." D. F. Barry, the noted camera man, who photographed many cf the Northwest Indians for the government after the Custer and Wounded Knee battles, was attacked by Chief Gall while attempting to photograph him, and narrowly escaped with his. life. The chief's excuse was that the photograph would deprive him of his strength and make it Impossible for him ever to fight again. Among the Indians of the Southwest the belief prevailed that to photograph a papoose was to ensure its early death and that to kodak a woman was to deprive her of her beauty and youth. But now both Chief Flying Hawk and Chief Lone Bear, own cameras, and they are said to have accumulated a very interesting collection of places they have visited with the show and people that they have met

ALINE'S COLLEGE DAYS

By Helen CHAPTER I. Aline's trunk was neatly packed and by noon she was all ready to leave for the Heath College. She was just taking her coat off the hanger whnt her mother called her to come to dinner. "Aline, you must hurry and eat your dinner for I have sent your trunk to the station," said her mother. A few minutes later she was at the front gate waving her hand good bye. "You must be good, Aline, and get your lessons every day, for if you fail you shall not go back again. I want you to have a good education so that when I am gone you can take good care of your little brother and sister. Good-bye, Aline." As Aline walked down the little path, she thought of how her college life would be, for she hj.d never been out very much in society, 'lne more sne tnougii or it, the more nervous he became. An hour later she was on the train, with many other girls sitting chatting and laughing around her, hut she had not a friend on the train. The girls all looked at her wondering who she could be and where she was going. One made a remark about the poor clothes she wore. When Aline heard this remark it embarrassed her. By this time they were at the station and the jolly girls were getting off the train. They were all out before Aline noticed that the train had stopped. When she got off the train and walked into the big depot everything seemed strange to her. She told the baggage master to send her trunk to the Smith Hall at the Heath College. Aline walked by herself behind the other girls. She listened to the girls chatting and laughing. No one seemed to see her walking by herself. - When she got to the college the principal assigned her to a room in the Smith Hall. She took her trunk and set it down in the middle of the room. She began to look about! her bare room, which only had a bed and dresser, a few chairs and a table. The walls were bare and there were no curtains at the window. Aline was thinking of her mother at home, and the two children which she saw last at the gate, when a knock was heard at the door. Aline felt very timid and did not know whether to answer the call or not. Again the knock came. This time she went to the door and opened it. There were three girls who did not wait long to be asked in but bolted past Aline and sat down on the bed.

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"We girls came to visit you this afternoon, since it is the custom for old members of the school?) do. We visit every new girl that comes," gaid Margaret Holiday as she glanced around the room. "It doesn't look anything like the room since Amy Holccmb left, does, it" whispered Gwendolyn Jones to Margaret. "Aren't you going to unpack your trunk, Miss ," asiied Myrtle Williams, "If you are I will be glad to help you." "No thank you. 1 do not care to unpack it until evening." replied Aline in a cool tone. The giils sat chatting to each other for some time, but finally said they must go, for it was getting late. They all went out but Margaret who walked slowly behind the girls. "I will see you in a minute, girls," she said, so the other girls went on ahead. Then Mar garet, went up to Aline and asked her if she knew the way to the din ing hall when it was time to cat. n"No 1 don't, but I think I will kRow, thank you." Margaret then ran down the hall aftShe other girls.. (CcntiTurfd Until Next" Saturday.) BEWARE OF MAGICIANS! We went to Mansfield, Ohio, and there, there was a magician and so we went to see him. My brother, who is younger than I, was very interested in the performance, and the magician was pulling a rabbit out of a man's neck, and he brought it, up on the4 platform. He said he was going to give it away to the smallest little girl in the audience, but no little girl answered. So he said the first little boy that said "I" may have it. I said "I," but the magician thought it was my brother and called him up on the stage. When he got up there the magician gave liim the rabbit and asked if he wanted it wrapped up. My brother said yes. He wrapped it up and it started to wiggle, and the magician said he was hurting it so he laid his ear to the package, and then my brother did too. And then the magician opened it and the rabbit was gone, so the magician turned around to do something on the table, and my brother pulled up his coat tail and looked up his sleeves but couldn't find it. Then the magician gave him a box of candy and asked if he wanted that wrapped up. But my brother said "NO." And after my brother got home that night, he said, "If a magician ever gives me a rabbit again, I won't let him wrap it up." Told by W. I. C.