The Billboard 1917-08-18: Vol 29 Iss 33 (1917-08-18)

ere eee am i a pte 4 cs 4 The Billboard AUGUST 18, 1917 4 5 THE CORRAL By ROWDY WADDY NO LAMENTATIONS I can write no lamentations On the years that lie behind; I have treasured up no heartaches In the background of the mind; I have left the ghosts of yesterday For the life that lies before, And cremated all the stubble— It will never vex me more. I waste no time repining O’er the tombstones of the past, For I see the silver lining Of the clouds that run so fast, But I never try to stay them, For more are on the way, So I close the dark of yesterday In the sunshine of today. Life is just a moving picture, And we see it in the glass— The sorrowful and tragic— As the figures rise and pass; So what's the use of weeping, For before our tears are dry There comes another picture With a rainbow in the sky. By J. 0. M. Did you ever hear any of the following erxpressions: ‘I rode him when he was a real bucking horse.’’ ‘‘He’s what you call a strongarm rider.”’ ‘‘I’d have copped first money only I was scratchin’ so high I lost my stirrup.’ “I used to do that trick years ago, but cut it out when all the punks started to trick ride.” “I hate to pull any of my real ropin’ tricks until they start to judge; these birds try and cop everything they see.’ ‘I caught that ox in 8 seconds, and would have tied him in 16 only I couldn’t get the bugger to lay.’”’ ‘‘Sure seems good tg see so many old-timers’ here.” ‘I'd never say anything about what any boy put over; it’s up to the judges to see things. Say, look at that guy; he’s got so much rosin on his chaps that the poppin’ noise they make sounds like a battle ‘somewhere in France.’ And then they claim these judges are on the square! Hoh!” “If I had a 10-year-old kid that couldn’t ride that old pony I'd disown him. What, me? No, I ain’t ridin’ this season; got all broke up in the potato race at Scrubbville when they let a lot of Jerseys get in the game that rode livery plugs they couldn’t handle.”’ “I sure hope I draw a bronk that doesn’t run off.” “Yes, he’s a good enough rider, but he sure is tricky. It'd take ten judges to see the stuff he gets away with.” “If they make them call their scratches I’ve got the money.’’ “Do I go under a horse’s neck? Say, all the common trick riders do that now. Watch the new one I spring.’’ ‘I think they are cutting too hard a bunch of bronks to the women. But my wife can ride anything they’ve got here.” “Yes, he’s some roper, but there is an old boy out home—just one of the common hands, you know—that, if I could only get him to work in front of a crowd like he does on the range would make these here other ropers look like they were standin’ stil!l.’"’ ‘“‘They tell me the bronk money has been decided before this contest even started. I thought this was a square outfit. I passed up a couple of good guarantee contracts to come here.”’ “See this cowgirl coming? She couldn’t ride in a Red Cross ambulance, strapped onto the cushions. Oh, hello, girlie, did yon draw a good horse? Good for you; you'll ride him!” “I thought this was a 15-inch fork contest. Look at the swell on that saddle. It looks like a snow plow.” “If they only make us stop these steers and then throw them, It'll be like stealing first money*for me.”” ‘The only way to have a bulldogging contest is to bust *em wide open. But these safety first guys are kicking to stop ’em.’’ “Now, Mr. Judge, I don’t want to tell you your business, but I'm going to go right after this bronk when they turn him loose. If he runs off I'd like a good horse.’’ ‘Yes, I’ve got some good horses fur bulldogging and trick riding. I'll .let you use one for 50-50 of what you win. Say, I’m furnishing some people and stock over at the Ringville contest; if you want to go over with me on the same terms and work in the night show I think you'd be able to win some money.”” ‘“‘Every time I ride a bronk when that fellow judges he forgets to blow the whistle for the pick-up men to get my horse until there ain’t no more room for the pony to buck. I heard he had it in for me.’ “You bet she’s a good rider. I put her on her first bronk. If she'd listen’to me I'd have her riding slick all the time.” ‘Oh, yes, he’s a good enough announcer, but he always says when I get on a bronk, ‘He will not attémpt to ride a wild, untamed bronk, will he? Maybe, watch him.’ I like a good, fair announce ment, that’s all; but the kind he gives me gets me in bad “with the judges before I start.” “Trick roper, huh! He thinks he’s better than Will Rogers. The only time he puts me in mind of Rogers is when he chews gum; and he gets so busy doing that that he forgets to make the catch, and then says his rider doesn’t know how to ride for ropin’.’’ ‘I’ve been to all these contests, and it sure looks to me like they’d try and find some real judges.”” ‘‘Him? Yes, that’s his flivver. He carries it to all the contests and tries to take the judges joy riding in it. Yes, the boys use it for a jitney. Sure gets his goat. He imagines it’s a real car.” J. T. 0., Chicago—Some of the people you inquire about are Lon Deaton, Milt Brown, Tom Mix, Ves Pegg, Joe Rickson, Henry Grammer, Goldie St. Clair, Burney St. Clair, Dick Thomp son, Bertha Kapernick, Perry Kellor, Bill Pickett, Sid Jordan, Herschell Chadwell, Otto Kline, Flores LaDue, Guy Weadick, Sam Garrett, George Hooker, Jewel Mix, Melvin San Wild West Wisdom and Frontier Frivolity TITHE EEE ders, Dan Mix, Howard Compton, ‘‘Mississippi"’ Grant, D. V. Tantlinger, Edith Tantlinger, Estevan Clemento, George Elser, Ollie Stokes, Nip Van, Lon Seeley, Neal Hart and Scout Maish. The Hip-O-Stampede will be held in conjunction with the seventh annual Bryant County Fair at Durant, Ok., September 5, 6, 7 and 8. Gus Massey will be stampede boss, while Inge Holland will be range boss. A. B, Davis is secretary of the fair. Send us full particulars regarding your contests, boys, ‘“‘Montana Earl Sutton—Where did you go from the B. & B. Show? I heard you lost your saddle. Let The Billboard know where you are.”"—R. J., troit. ‘“‘And now we learn one of the cowgirls got on ‘Coyote,’ the much talked of outlaw, out at San Jose and that the pony ran off and did not pitch with her. Another case of how much good women riding hobble stirrups do to « good bucking horse. Sure makes runaways of some of them. Then some of the hobble riders kick about riding one with a flank rigging. How about it, Prairie Lillie Allen and Louise Taomp. son? You two girls seem to be authorities on such work.’’—-L. T., Helena, Mont. Here’s what you would call a real oldtimer: Fifty years in Wyoming. with no absence of greater duration than ninety days, is the record of David Miller, of Cheyenne, one of the oldtimers who registered at the Industrial Club headquarters during the Cheyenne Frontier Celebration. Mr. Miller went to Cheyenne on the first train that entered the city on November 17 or 18, 186%. He has been in business continuously since his arrival fifty years ago. Buck Yarbough writes from Grand Island, Neb.: “‘I saw in The Billboard where someone was asking about the $50,000 Mr. Nugent wanted to bet. I rode for him for two years and a half without ever getting bucked off, and he gave me a $150 saddle. I don’t know if he would bet that amount on me riding any horse, but I’ve heard bim say he would bet over they gave a demonstration of Indian marriage before President Wilson and his wife and many others in the White House. Chief ‘‘Wash"’ 1s 74 years old, PAWNEE BILL By “‘Cheynne”’ Al MacDowell There’s a man who's been a pioneer, Blazed the way o'er plain and hill Thru the wild, unsettled country, And they call him Pawnee Bill. On the plains of Oklahoma, Where white men were mighty few. Bill lived there among the Pawnees When the West was wild and new. Pawnee Bill had grit and courage Like most men who rode the plains; Give him all the honor, due him, He was there when trouble came. There were others who were fighters And heroes, that is true, But Pawne Bill, of Oklahoma, Did his share of fighting, too. Cuba Crutchfield—Where are you keeping yourself? And at last we have heard from the man who was at one time considered America’s handsomest cowboy—Duke R. Lee. His letter is written from Los Angeles, Cal. It follows: “Replying to inquiry in recent issue as to my whereabouts, will say I am here doing parts for Rupert Julian with the Universal Film Co, War conditions have made it tough for small shows out this way, so I closed the little trick and ran in here until ings brighten up, and = inctdentally let Duke R., IJr., get ‘aged’ a little bit before he starts trouping. I will open late in September with a short-cast ‘rep.’ company. A band show, of course; I simply can't troupe without brass. Regards to all."’ {Mr. Lee, so we understand, has until recently been touring the small towns on the Coast and thruout the Northwest with two of his own shows, one called Duke R. Lee’s Players and the other Duke R. Lee's Vaudeville Road Show, featuring the Four Gladstone Sisters. Say, Duke, do you do your knifethrowing stunt with either of the troupes? Write often.— ROWDY WADDY.] The John Robinson Circus Advertising Car No. 1, in charge of W. M Gilman, put over some clever disThe accompanying picture shows plays in Terre Haue, Ind one of the big stands. 61,000. But I’d rather he wouldn't, for I don’t think I’m any champion bronk rider. If I did I'd be at some of the contests after the money. I just consider myself a common cowhand trying to get along. I don’t know if I could ride any of those horses that were mentioned, but I’m willing to try if I ever run across them. I sure enjoy reading The Corral every week, and you can bet we get it all the time. Best regards to all in tbe business.”’ Here’s another one: Frontier Days riding and roping contest, to be held at Waynoka, Ok., August 13 to 18. Charles A. Cheek is in charge. You Wild West hands over on Gifford’s Model Sbows: Send in the news. Bugger Red—We hear you joined Bames Bros.’ Shows with your outfit. Send in the news, R. G., Boston—Silver-mounted curios, bat bands, horse hair novelties, etc., can be purchased from Launcelot Race Galpin, Box B, Florence, Ariz. See his ad, page 46, in The Billboard dated July 28. A. C., Taunton, Mass.—Write to G. C. Blucher, cowboy bootmaker, Cheyenne. Wy. Zz. M.. Chicago—The party -you mention is not considered a Wild West showman. He is known to have at various times handled freak and pit shows, Rufus Rollen—Send address at once. Sammy Garrett—How are things with you? Don’t you ever get ‘‘pecved’’ any more? { GONE, BUT NOT FORGOTTEN Tom Grammer | Otto Kline Dick Stanley Howard (Si) Compton | Henry Webb | Floyd Irwin Big Chief Quanah (Parker) Wa-Sho-Sha, old Indian scout, who was a companion of the late Buffalo Bill, passed thru Cincinnati last Tuesday and gave The Billboard a call. He was on his way from the East to Ft. Sill, Ok., traveling via boat the biggest part of the way, The many friends of the Comanche half-breed will be su-prised to learn that he was married a second time (his first wife died) in Washington, D. C., to Mra Saunders, a Canadian Indian, July 7. She accompanied him on the trip. After the civil ceremony was performed WIMMEN’S WRITES By WHISTLING ANNIE We again hear that Alice Metter is to be seen daily around the stock yards at Kansas City arranging for bronks, which, it is said, she will use at a round-up she will pull off where the prizes will be $25,000 cash. ‘Miss Metter says to watch for ber ‘‘ad’’ in The Billboard in a short time, which will give full particulars. Belle Lynch advises that she has rejoined Carlisle’s Wild West. At the time her letter was written the outfit was playing at Lakewood Park, Waterbury, Conn. Belle says the Carlisle sbow is booked at parks~and fairs for the balance of the season. She would like to hear from Mr. and Mrs. Jack Quigley, care of The Billboard. “Prairie Lillfe’’ Allen is again heard from: “Since closing with the E. B. Reed Carnival Company at Ardmore, Ok., we have been pretty busy. We visited John Miller with the J. 0. Ellis Carnival Company at Mansville, Ok. ‘Slim’ rode Miller’s little ‘Dump’ horse, the oue that played so much havoc with the boys at Ft. Worth, and, according to ‘Slim,’ he is sume horse. I rode the big ‘Mansville Black,’ a horse .belonging to Dr. Whittier, which, if you believe the natives, had moved all the cireus and Wild West hands that had shown there is the past nine years off the map, and, not being satisfied with local honors, they took him to other towns to have him ridden, but all who made the attempt failed. Mr. Miller snubbed him, and ‘Slim’ saddled for me and had to get a new cinch and latigoes, as nothing on the show or my saddle would fit him, Ae there was no stepladder on the show I managed to mount the horse with the assistance of Mike Miller and Reckless Red. Well, he took me to real bronk riding. He was one of the highest jumping and hardest hitting horses I ever rode, and if he had been just a little faster this story would have had a ifferent ending. I thought old Flaxie was hard to ride, but found out different after tackling this horse. He has a very long back, and he knows all about hitting you with the cantle of the saddle. Mr. Miller has a bunch of real bucking horses, Dump and Skiddo being as | good as you will find anywhere. His deserve a great deal of credit for riding them in a corral 40 by 60 feet. We were with Miller's show for two weeks and left to fill contracts as free attractions at Pittsburg and Pawhuska, Ok., Slim riding bronks and steers and bulldogging and I riding bronks and also riding steers with a surcingle. At Pittsburg I got bucked off a steer the sixth Jump. All the folk in the grand stand saw it, and if the people cn the outside of the high board fence bad been looking they would have seen it, too, as I knoW I went high enough. Mr. Wilks and Jake Weaver pulled off a real roping contest here, and had some of the best and fastest talent in the country. Everyone was satisfied and well pleased. At Pawhuska the week following a nice contest was pulled off, which was attended by a big and well-satisfied crowd. Those Osage boys know the real meaning of hospitality. Jobn Kizer and Barton Carter ran the show. Jake Heath furnished the bronks and rode a couple just because be is a real fellow. ‘Slim’ got out a souvenir program and ecore card, carrying an ad from every business house in town. We next visited Montana Belle's Show. From there Belle, ‘Slim’ and I went to Las Vegas, at which place a horse fell on ‘Slim,’ injuring him very badly. I took him out of the hospital and brought him to Garden City, Kan., to take the Ultro-Violet Ray treatment, and he is improving rapidly, altho it will be some time before he is able to ride again. Garden City is making great preparations to have the ‘biggest and best’ contest they ever held, and have at present 60 head of as hard a looking bunch of bucking horses as you will find. Mr. Burnside and Cligs King said that in thelr opinion it didn’t detract any from the value of a first-class bucking horse to have a woman ride it. So good bucking horses are going into the women’s string at Garden City. They are holding their show here in August, so as not to conflict with the shows held in the South in October and November."’ RHODES HEARD FROM Chicago, August 11.—0. F. Rhodes, well known tn circusdom, who is now vice-presifent of a big artificial limb company in Parts, France, is likely to be back in the show game next season. He writes C. W. MeceCurran to this effect and says: ‘“‘After the war is over this is the spot for qa show.”’ His letter may mean that he expects the war to be over within a year and plans a circus abroad, or it might mean that he will be active in showdom in America. Mr. Rhodes’ address is 3 Place du Theatre Francaise, Paris, MAPLE CREEK STAMPEDE Proves Biggest in Its History The Stampede held at Maple Creek, Sask., Canada, August 2 and 3 was the most successful from a show and financial standpoint of any of the stampedes held there in the past few years, The resnits in the lows: Men's bucking first; Mike Hastings, was split between six main events were as folhorse riding: Jim Lynch, second. The third money contestants. Bulldogging: Jim Lynch, first; Mike Hastings, second; A. J. Bryson, third. Bareback riding: Joe St. Denny, first: Angelo Hughes, second. Third money split between Calgary Red and Paddy Ran. Steer riding: Joe St. Denny, first; Bob Campbell, second; Angelo Hughes, third. A. P. Day furnished the stock and his buck ing horses were at their best and shed many packs before the finals were reached. Eloise Fox Hastings was the only lady bnucking horse rider and put up several fine exhibition rides, and finished by riding the famous bucking horse, Hichtower, after it had thrown a couple of men riders, Foghorn Clancy was official announcer, having made a firing trip from the Swift Current Fair and getting on the scene just in time to start the show, MRS. ED WRIGHT KILLED Mrs. Ed Wricht, of Douglas, Wy., who won the championship in the lady broncho busting contest at the Frontier Days Celebration, Cheyenne, Wy., this year, was killed at Union Park, Denver, Col., Satnrday afterneon, August 4, while giving an exhibition. The fatal accident occurred when her horse, Gentle Annie, bad stopped bucking and started on a wild gallop toward a corral in the arena. A dozen cowboys set out in pursuit, but before they could catch the animal it had plunged thru a wire fence, stumbled and slid along the grounds, with Mrs. Wright still in the saddle. Spectators believed sbe had escaped without injury, when suddenly horse and rider stopped still. Some portion of the saddle had comm a snag and the horse stood on its neck. Wright was caught between the saddle and the sround and crushed. In getting up the horse stepped on her face, crushing her skull. She regained consciousness for a moment or ‘so prevfouw to her death, Mrs, Wright had teen married but gq short time and lived with ber husband on a ranch near Pine Bluff, Wy. Her mother’s home ts in Dayton, O., where the body was shipped for burial, Seventy dollars was collected by her cowboy friends with which to buy flowers. B. & B. WILD WEST DEPT. Art Mainwood and Tom Kirnan are doing some great riding in the Wild West Department of the Barnum & Bailey Shows, A new bucker was purchased the other day. Strawberry Red beads up. The folks were shocked to learn of the death of Mrs. Margaret Wright. The Wrights left the show at Sioux City, Ia.. to play the contests In the West. The entire show extends deepest sympathy to Ed Wright, Barney and Lottie Stecker left the show at Lincoln, Neb.—HPRMAN JOSEPH. Look thru the advertised letters; there may be mali for you.