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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 21, 1941)
b CUu> Scott WaUon
(Released by Western Newspaper Union.)
Paradox in Bronze
'T'HIS is the story of a paradox
cast in bronze.
In the museum of the Chicago
Historical society stands the statu
ary group shown below:
It represents an incident which is
supposed to have taken place dur
ing the Fort Dearborn Massacre on
August 15. 1812. At the left, with up
raised tomahawk, is a fierce young
Pottawatomie brave. The stalwart
figure at the right is the noble Chief
Black Partridge, who is warding off
the murderous blow, aimed by his
tribesman, at the young woman in
the center. She is the step-daughter
of John Kinzie, the trader, and the
wife of Lieut. Linai T. Helm of Fort
Dearborn’s ill-fated garrison.
The word "supposed” is used in
the statement above because it is
very doubtful indeed if this dramatic
event ever took place. It was first
recorded in Mrs. Juliette A. Kinzie’s
book, "Wau-Bun, the 'Early Day of
the Northwest,’ " published in 1856.
But because of the many inaccura
cies in her account of the massacre,
historians discount it heavily as a
reliable source of information.
So the first paradox connected
with the Fort Dearborn Massacre
statue is that the sculptor should have
chosen an apocryphal happening to
immortalize in bronze when he
might have used some equally thrill
ing and more authentic incident. He
was Carl Eohl-Smith, a Dane, who
came to Chicago while work on the
World’s Columbian Exposition of
1893 was in progress. He was com
missioned by George M. Pullman,
the sleeping car magnate, to prepare
a model for a group commemorat
ing the Fort Dearborn Massacre.
At that time a party of Sioux In
dians, who had taken part in the
1890-91 in South
being held as
prisoners of war
at Fort Sheri
dan, north of
Gen. Nelson A.
the sculptor ob
sion to have
two of these Sioux act as models
for the principal Indian figures in
the group. They were Short Bull,
high priest of the Ghost Dance, and
Kicking Bear, a noted warrior who
had helped him spread its doctrines
among his people.
According to a contemporary writ
er, “the newspapers give some
counts of their
demeanor in the
mixture of do
cility, self - as
It chanced that
the real dispo
sition of the two
els were the re
verse of their
(who when wearing his native dress
and war paint carried a string of
six scalps) was amused that he was
assigned the more humane part.
“ ‘Me, good Injun’ he cried, ‘Him,
bad Injun!’ and he laughed loudly
at the jest.’’
So that is the other paradox of the
Fort Dearborn Massacre statue.
Short Bull, the dreamer, the man
of peace, who urged his followers to
refrain from hostile acts against the
whites, is depicted as a murderous
young brave. But Kicking Bear,
the ruthless warrior, who used the
new religion as a means of inciting
the Sioux to rebellion, is the “noble
red man” saving a white woman’s
life. And thus they are perpetuated
in enduring bronze!
• • •
The Fort Dearborn Massacre mon
ument was first erected at the foot
of Eighteenth street near Lake
Michigan, for it was among the sand
dunes at this place that the Potta
watomies swooped down upon Capt.
Nathan Heald’s little command and
killed 26 soldiers, as well as 27 ci
vilians who were accompanying the
military on their retreat from Fort
Dearborn to Fort Wayne in Indiana.
It stood there for many years, until
the ravages of vandals made it nec
essary to remove the statuary group
to the historical society building.
Speed has always been one of man’s many obsessions. From the
dawn of history man has raced against man; he has raced his
horses against the steeds of other men; dogs against hare and deer.
Then came balloon races, auto races, airplane races. These are all
familiar to us. These pictures show unfamiliar races.
A real ncck-nnd-nock
race in Hollywood.
Horse raring is not unusual, but the picture at the left is un
usual, as the cameraman risks his life to get this head-on shot,
Right: This dog rare is different, as the dogs carry jockeys.
Croaker's Derby . . . This frog race u as staged at the IS’eic York
World's fair. The maids acted as jockeys by nudging the frogs.
ami dog race. The
dog has no chance
of winning. The
spotted cat can hi:
70 miles per hour.
Right: Two chee
tahs match speed
at a British course
before the war.
Ksme, a coir on the stud farm of Dorothy Paget, British race
horse oicner, who iron by a nose over “Golden Millerthe horse
that iron the grand !\’ational Steeplechase in 1934—believe it or not!
Start of the Bicentennial b uturity from H ashington, D. C.,
when 6,000 homing pigeons flew the coops and headed for home.
By RICHARD HILL WILKINSON
(Associated Newspapers—WNU Service.)
GUESTS at the Mountain House
were thrilled when Rufus
Little and his party arrived
for the climbing season.
Rufus was rated among the most
accomplished climbers of the day.
And everyone knew that the vet
eran’s heart was set on conquering
No living man had ever reached
Glacier’s lofty summit. Others of
the world's greatest pinnacles had
succumbed to his skill and perse
verance. And now Mount Glacier!
Hundreds of others had failed. It
had been said that no living man
would ever reach its summit. And
yet to accomplish that very end
had become an obsession with Rufus
Little. It meant the- crowning
achievement of his career.
There were three in Rufus’ party
—Alvin Daniels, who had scaled the
most precipitous trail up the Mat
terhorn in record time; Perley
Flagg, whose name was a byword
of achievement among mountain
climbers of the Alps; and Rufus
himself. Alvin and Perley were not
as sober or concerned about the
success of the“attempt as was their
leader. To them it was a glorious
adventure; to Rufus the accomplish
ment of a burning ambition.
The trio set out early one morning
in late spring. It took the party a
week to reach Glacier’s base; a
week of climbing that would have
taxed the skill of unladen men, let
alone these three who were forced
to struggle over lesser ridges, each
bearing on his back a minimum of
40 poqnds of food and equipment.
Rufus had chosen his companions
with foresight. When the base
camp was established, both Daniels
and Flagg were as eager for the
ascent as when they started.
Following a day’s rest, the party
awoke before daylight and prepared
to make their first ascent—the south
wall. At the first flush of dawn they
set out. Roped together, with Rufus
in the lead, they made quick time
over the comparatively easy south
ern defense. Once atop the wall
they rested, ate, and began climbing
again by two in the afternoon. High
above them towered the cone
Their present encumbrance was a
knob known as the Camel’s Hump.
At first the slope was easy; the snow
well packed for climbing purposes.
But by late afternoon, with the
No man had before reached the
height to which the three had
hump’s top still a good hour away,
the trail became more precipitous.
The slope shot upward at a danger
Rufus kept in the lead, digging
out footholds with his axe with
studied care. He surmounted one
ledge after another, gave his com
panions the advantage of a tight
rope whenever possible, and finally,
just as daylight began to fade,
reached the top of the final ledge,
They made camp on the wind
blown summit of the Camel's Hump
and went immediately to bed.
At dawn they were up and ready
to begin again. Cacheing a quan
tity of their food supply, they began
at once the ascent of the dangerous
Pulpit Rock. The Rock presented
the first real difficulties of the
climb. It was accomplished by
hitching the body up through a
series of chimneys—narrow crev
ices with an almost perpendicular
climb. Rufus, as usual in the lead,
reached the last chimney’s top at
one-thirty in the afternoon. Below
him his companions were obscured
from view by an angle of rock.
Alone, with a hundred-mile-an-hour
wind threatening at any moment to
unseat him from his precarious
* perch, the veteran confronted and
overcame one of the most hazard
ous of all ascents.
At the chimney’s top a flat slab
of rock, smooth as glass, sloped up
ward at a near perpendicular angle
for a distance of 15 feet. A barely
visible crack, not large enough for
a man to insert in it his fingertips,
extended the length of the slab. It
looked impossible, but Rufus .knew
it had to be done.
Inserting the point of his climb
, ing axe in the crack and making it
I secure by twisting the handle out
ward, he hoisted up his body, clung
to the sheer face of the slab for a
breathless instant while he loosened
the point and repeated the maneu
ver, and again pulled himself up.
In this manner, miraculously, he
reached the ledge above. When his
two companions arrived at the
chimney’s top, they ascended the
slab easily with the help of Rufus’
That night the party camped on a
ledge scarcely wide enough for all
three of them to lie down side by
side. Directly beneath them was a
drop of some thousands of feet.
Above, the summit was scarcely 700
feet away, a good half-mile of climb
ing. The temperature was far be
low freezing. The air had become
light and was difficult to breathe.
Every step during the past three or
four hours of climbing had been tor
ture, lung-racking. A rest was re
quired every few feet.
Rufus’ eyes began to burn with a
strange light. No man had before
reached the height to which the
three had ascended.
As usual they were up before
dawn, and at the faintest hint of
daylight had begun the climb.
Progress was snail-like, every foot
gained meant a tremendous strug
gle. A slip now would mean de
struction to all three, so precarious
were footholds. By noon they had (
accomplished but a scant 200 feet. ;
An hour later a heavy mist en
shrouded them. Rufus knew he
signs, and great as was his eager
ness, he was not a fool. He led his
companions back to the upper
camp, and for two days they re
mained inside the shred of a tent
that was their camp, while a fierce
storm raged without.
On the third day it cleared, and
again they attempted to gain the
summit. But again a storm over
took them and they were forced to
That night they held a conference.
It was, they agreed, an impossibility
for all three to gain the summit.
Someone must be left behind. An
other camp would have to be estab
lished further up, and it would be
out of the question to transport
enough food and equipment for
Daniels and Flagg were younger.
They realized that if the thing could
be done it would fall to them. And
yet they hesitated, knowing the ob
session that fairly haunted the mind
of Rufus Little.
Rufus was silent for a long time.
But at last he looked into the eyes
of his two youthful companions and
nodded. The two youths carried a
memory of that look for many a
Early the next morning Daniels
and Flagg started out. All day
long Rufus awaited in the camp be
low with his thoughts. At dusk the
two youths returned. It was im
possible, they said, to gain the sum
mit. An insurmountable overhang
ing ledge jutted out and prevented
progress from all angles.
Rufus listened to the pair and said
nothing. The next morning he an
nounced he was going to attempt
the ascent alone. Daniels and Flagg
tried to dissuade him, but the old
veteran was obstinate. He depart
ed with his companions’ pleas ring
ing in his ears.
At night their companion had not
returned and Daniels and Flagg fell
into a doze. By noon of the next day
they began to lose hope. By mid
afternoon they knew that no living
thing would have been able to with
stand the ravages of exposure for so
long a period.
They held on for another day,
however, and then descended to the
next camp. Here they waited three
days more and then sorrowfully be
gan fighting their way downward.
That was the last time Rufus
Little had ever been seen. The fol
lowing spring two aviators an
nounced their intention of flying over
Glacier’s summit, no small feat in
itself. And in May of the same year
the act was accomplished.
Among other things, the aviators
reported seeing something that
looked like a torn«piece of jacket
plastered against a tiny mount on
the summit . . . Daniels and Flagg,
both of whom heard the announce
ment, exchanged startled glances.
And then, joyfully, they knew. Old
Rufus Little had realized his ambi
tion. Mount Glacier had been
How Moths Get By
An opening only four-thousandths
of an inch wide is large enough to
admit a newly hatched clothes moth
larva, according to Wallace Colman
of the Bureau of Entomology and
Plant Quarantine. Mr. Colman has
been testing to find the smallest
crevice through which larvae of the
common webbing clothes moth can
pass. His tests show that a larva
just out of an egg can crawl through
an opening no wider than the thick
ness of a sheet of good quality bond
paper. Most newsprint paper is
slightly thinner. This explains why
woollens packed in boxes or chests
tight enough to keep out flying
clothes moths still may suffer moth
damage. Mr. Colman says when a
flying moth finds the opening to a
box of w’oollens too small to get
through herself, she lays her eggs
in the crack. The tiny larvae that
hatch in a few days have no trou
ble crawling into the box and getting
at their food supply of woollens.
To keep clothes safe in a chest or
trunk seal all cracks with gummed
ASK ME 7
A quiz with answers offering
information on various subjects
. A - A. A* Aa Am Aa At Aa Aa Aa Aa A Aa Aa A" I
*— »—»—*—»—%—*—»—» »
1. "Sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and
great!” is a quotation from what
2. Over what country did the
3. Approximately how many
miles of railroad are there in the
4. How many vestigial organs
5. Is sunburn caused by the
heat of the sun?
6. Where was the Tower of
7. How many railway tunnels
are there in the United States and
what is their total length?
8. Phillips Brooks, Henry Ward
Beecher, and Lyman Abbott were
All or Nothing
Shyly the young man stood be
fore the father of his adored.
“Mr. Jones,” he stammered, "I
—er—will—er—what I want is to
ask you for your daughter’s
The old man frowned as he took
his pipe from his mouth.
“Can’t do that,” he growled;
"you must take the whole girl or
Forced to put on his brakes suddenly,
the driver of the sports car found it
shooting crabwise across the road, just
missing a lamp-post before it stopped.
Up strolled a policeman.
“Well? he remarked genially, “you
got a nice skid there, sir?
“Pardon me, officer? was the haughty
reply; “this lady is my wife?
Tom—Hi, what’s the idea of
wearing my raincoat?
Tim—Well, you wouldn’t like
your new suit to get wet, would
A man met a friend who owed
him $5. The friend saw it was
impossible to escape. “My dear
fellow,” he said, “I owe you $5
and an apology. Please accept the
Defense Plant Foreman—Now,
then, hurry up.
Worker—All right, boss. But
Home wasn’t built in a day.
Defense Plant Foreman—Maybe
not. But I wasn’t foreman on that
“Ladies and gentlemen,” shout
ed the street performer, “in a few
moments I will astonish you by
eating coal, stones, and nails. I
will also swallow a sword after
which I will come around with the
hat, trusting to get enough for a
crust of bread.”
“What!” came a voice from the
crowd. “Still hungry?”
noted chiefly as what — poets,
statesmen or preachers?
9. What is the population of the
Dominion of Canada?
10. How many women hold
places in the Seventy-seventh con.
1. Henry W. Longfellow (“The
Building of the Ship”).
3. Approximately 236,000 miles.
4. Man possesses no less than
180 vestigial organs that, Although
probably once of vital importance,
are now of little use to him.
5. No, sunburn is caused by the
ultraviolet rays of the sun.
7. There are 1,539 railway tun
nels in the United State* totaling
9. According to the last census,
10. Nine (Hattie Caraway, Ar
kansas; Jeannette Rankin, Mon
tana; Mary T. Norton, New Jer
sey; Edith Nourse Rogers, Mas
sachusetts; Caroline O’Day, New
York; Jessie Sumner, Illinois;
Frances P. Bolton, Ohio; Margar
et Smith, Maine; and Katharine
NEW EFFECTIVE HAY FEVER
Hay fever, which annually causes
more sneezes, more inflamed noses
and more red, streaming eyes than
any other scourge, may have its
final big fling this September, all
because a Pennsylvania electrical
engineer was served a dish of com
meal mush which was entirely too
The engineer, sneezing, and with
all other hay fever manifestations,
stopped at a hotel where he was
served a dish of mush which he
considered sending back as it was
much too salty. Finally he ate it,
however; the hay fever attack
lessened, ultimately ceased. Next
day he had three meals, all over
salted, and experienced his most
comfortable time in years in the
"hay fever season.”
His analytical mind quickly
grasped the possibility that the
saline substance in his food was
responsible for his relief.
About this time, Dr. E. E. Sel
leck, a graduate of Columbia Uni
versity, met the engineer, made
notes, and when he returned to his
home, began experiments. Today
Dr. Selleck declares he has found
a certain means of relief for hay
fever and is supported in his con
tention by other medical experts,
and a nationally known chemical
manufacturing concern, the HoH
lings-Smith Company, at Orange
burg, New York, has taken over
making the remedy, which is called
Describing the experiments, Dr.
Selleck said, "After I was'sure I
had found a means of quickly re
lieving hay fever through the
chloride group, I tested it in the
most practical way I knew. I held
a three day clinic, to which many
hay fever sufferers responded,
from ages ranging from 10 to 60
years. Each person was given two
tablets with a little water. Some
relief came to all within ten min
utes. Reports on these cases dur
ing the ensuing weeks showed
practically a complete cessation
Doing of Revenge
Revenge converts a little right
into a great wrong.
jm HJTOy. "Apt,
BATHS have hen an Ameri- 5
i\ can custom since the first 1
11 settler's wife pointed to the |
r / tub and said: "Climb in and =
/ wash some of that soil off your
( hide." Objectors considered
such frequent bathing harmful
I) SMOKING KING EDWARD
I1 Cigar* is a truly pleasurable custom,
( enjoyed by wise smokers every'
TA V /t-IHE PUBLIC nature of advertising bene
1 fits everyone it touches. It benefits the
public by describing exactly the products that are offered. It
benefits employees, because the advertiser must be more fair
and just than the employer who has no obligation to the public.
These benefits of advertising are quite apart from the obvious
benefits which advertising confers—the lower prices, the higher
quality, the better service that go with advertised goods and firms.
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