The evening world. Newspaper, June 20, 1919, Page 13

VE @ Wo FRIDAY, JUNE 20, 1919, '' Ne Bride Ever Wad Suck A Wontymoon As did the young wife of Buffalo Bill when, with him, she headed for the unknown West. Here was a man, as she says, who could ride anything made of horseflesh; Who could kill 40 buffaloes in ‘an hour; Who could tear a hole in a silver dollar flipped i in the air and then hit it again before it touched the ground; In the midst of danger he was at home; There had never been a white man.or. Indians who could best him in a fight; With that man I went into the trackless West.as a bride! A Night On the Plains I SHALL never forget it. It was on the plains at Three Wells. It was only a week before when the Indi- ans swooped down upon a party here, killed everybody, burned the wagons and stole the horses, Now! was to spend the night on this very spot. With dry throat, fevered lips, and parched eyes, I watched hour after hour all that night, my raw nerves leaping at every sound. A Night In a Frontier Saloon T was alone in the back room of a frontier saloon. My husband had gone to the Fort. I crept to the rick- ety partition that sheltered me from the bar, locked the door and crept into bed, In the saloon, men were and drinking. Afraid? had to grit my teeth to summon My Baptism of Fire Ons nicut I slept in a tent and was aroused by shouting and quar- reling. Before I realized it, my tent was torn down, I was in the center of a fight. Men were all about me tearing at oneanother, and my baby and I were in danger of being trampled to death. I picked my baby up in, one hand, a revolver in the other. A’man struck at me, knock- ing the revolver from my hand! See the funt dadies Home fournal 176 Pages for 15 cents TWO MILLION COPIES ae