I am writing this k-ltcT siUinj; down on the ])r();ul 

 prairie l)esi(le a palace car t wlK-rc \\c arc luxuriously 

 housed and i\.-d i, waitinj;' until the beds are made U]) and 

 breakfast is prepared. It is s()inethin<; certainl\- no\el as 

 well as \ery pleasant to sit down in this latitude to a 

 diinier of wild roast i^'oose, teal duck, ])rairie chicken, 

 fresh peaches, sweet potatoes, ice cream, etc., with iiknty 

 of drinkables besides, and served l)y competent waiters. 

 P'or all this luxury we are indebted to the Worcester 

 {Mass.) Excursion Compan\-, who are on their twenty- 

 second annual shooting tour, and who have inx'ited us to 

 join them for the season. Seven gentlemen of the party 

 started, with nineteen horses, tents, provisions, etc., for a 

 hunt after antelopes and gri/zly bears, their destination 

 being some thirty miles trom Ma[de Creek. They expect 

 to be gone a week, and of course each man will not he 

 satisfied until he bags his antelope or has had a wrestle 

 with a bear : in the meantime, we that are left are content 

 to worry the ])rairie chicken and mallard duck with our 

 dogs and guns. 



One through train from the Pacific and one from the 

 Atlantic stop here for a few minutes each da\-, and on 

 their arriwal the ])lattorm is cr(nvded with Indians dressed 

 up in their best "bib and tucker," which means })lenty 

 of feathers, paint and tomahawk. With a special eye to 

 business and the white man's pocket ))ook they come 

 provided with their peculiar wares, such as buffalo hoins 

 nicely mounted as hat racks, trinkets of various kinds, 

 pipes, etc. For some reason or other the Indian has a 

 superstition against being photographed. Now almost 

 every train has its kodak fiend, and no sooner does he 



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