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Show CALLS ATTENTION TO COUNTRY we do with you now. Epifaiiiu Purtela, envoy extraordinary from Ar gentlna. has risen to remark that Americans could get mure trade with his country if they only had cLip sailing from New York or aume other central point to Buenos Ayres. As It is now, shout the only way that American goods can be shipped to Argentina is by way of Europe. But four Amcricun ships visited Buenos Ayres in 1908. Despite this ltundlcap. tbe envoy says, the residents of his land took nearly $10,000,000 of American goods last year. Tbe total annual trade is $r'Htu0O.0u0. The people of our country would like to trade with America." says Portelu, "but as it is, the countries of Kurojie can undersell yours on everything except agricultural machinery, which constitutes the hulk of the $10,000,000 business "Atuericuns, as a rule, little appreciate the size of Argentine Republic and its uiugnifU-- t lire. The republic is us big as all tbe territory east of tbe Mississippi, including also North Dakota, South Dukota, lows and Minnesota. Our country will, in time, be the granary of the world. In 1900 in tbe Pulled States there were 52,589,000 acres of wheat. In Argentina we have now 80,000,000 acres under cultivation and an average yield of 20 bushels to the acre. "Buenos Ayres la as large us Philadelphia. You may not realize that. It has 14 theaters and three grand opera limises, one of which coat $2,000,000. Seuor l'ortela first came to the I'nited States as an attache of the legation during Gen. Grant's second term as president. loiter he became minister to Brazil, Chile and Spuin, and in 1905 he returned again to the United States as envoy. By profession he is a newspaperman, being an editorial writer on La Nucinn before he entered diplomacy. AS1 IINGTON. A HURLED FROM POWER lltho-grap- h that has survived attacks of time the shows Gen. Nelson A. Miles and Col. W. F. Cody mounted on spirited horses and overlooking from a bluff the last great cainp of the Sioux Indians when coming in front the warpath. The Sioux surrendered to Gen. Miles in January, 1891, but they came very near, a few days after the surrender, to the point of breaking away once more. The story of it is this: Gray dawn was breaking at the Pine Ridge agency when an Indian runner broke headlong into the village of the surrendered Sioux. lie stopped at the tepees of the principal warriors long enough to shout a message, and then leaving the camp where Its end rested against an abrupt hill, he made his way with a plainsman's stealth to the group of agency buildings, circling which and extending beyond, crowning ridge after ridge, were the white Sibley tents of the soldiers. . Breakfast was forgotten in the troubled camp of the Sioux. The chiefs and the greater braves rushed to quick council and the lesser warriors. the squaws and the children stood waiting with dogged patience in the village streets. The council was over. An old chief shouted a word of command that was caught up and passed quickly to the farthest outlying tepee. An army might have learned a lesson from that which followed the short, sharp order. Mounted men shot out from the village and as fast as d ponies, pressed to their utmost, could accomplish the distances every out lying ridge was topped with the figure of rider and horse, silhouetted against the morning sky. Every sentinel warrior had his eyes on the camps of the white soldiery Suddenly from the east of the agency, where lay the Sixth cavalry, there came a trumpet call that swelled and swelled and ended in one note that sang in and out of the valleys andringing then, subdued to softness, floated on to be lost in the wilderness prairie beyond. The motionless figure of one of the hilltop sentinels was moved to instant life. A signal ran from ridge to ridge, finally to be passed downward into the camp of the waiting Sioux, who sprang into action at Its coming. The pony herds of the Sioux were grazing on the hills to the west, unrestrained of their freedom by lariat or herdsman. In number they nearly equaled the people of the village, a few ponies for emergency use only having been kept within the camp. Ilion the ponies in the village jumped waiting warriors, who broke out of the shelter of the tepees for the hills where the herds were bunch grass. It foraging on the seemed but a passing moment before every pony in that great grazing herd was headed for the village. The animals were as obedient to the word of command as is a brave to the word of his chief. During the gathering of the ponies the women of the cump had slung their papooses to their backs, had collected the camp utensils and were standing ready to strike the tepees, while the braves, blanketed and with rifles in their hands, had thrown themselves between the village and the camps of the soldiers nf Gen. Miles. The Sioux, who had surrendered less than a week before, were preparing to stnmpede from the agency and to make necessary the repeating of a campaign that had lasted for months. The Indian runner had brought word that Greut Chief Miles had ordered his soldiers to arms early in the morning and that the surrendered Sioux were to be massacred to the last man, woman and child. The medicine men had told the Indians that this was to be their fate and the runner'a word found ready belief. Miles sent a courier with a reassuring message to the chiefs, but they would not believe. The braves prepa. jd to kill before they were killed and everything was in readiness for the flight of the squaws and papooses, while the warriors, following, should fight the soldiers lusting for the Sioux blood. Gen. Miles had planned a review of the forces In the field as a last act of the campaign, and it was the order for the gathering and the marching that had been taken as an order ot massacre by the suspicious Sioux. . . , fleet-foote- snow-covere- d Trumpet, and bugle calls of "boots and saddles" and bur-dene"assembly" the air. The troopers and "doughboys" had fallen In, 5,000 strong. The column started west with flags and guidons fluttering. The head of the command. the greatest that had been gathered together up to that time since the days of the civil war, reached the d bluff above the A Sioux village. shout would have ' started the stampede of the savages; a shot would have been the signal for a volley from the warriors lying between the white column and the village. The soldiers passed on and the review began, but out on the hills the Indian sentinels still stood, and between the marching whites and the village were the long lines of braves still suspicious and still ready to give their lives for the women and children in the heart of the valley. What a review was that on the South Dakota plains that January morning 15 years ago! Gen. Miles on his great black horse watched the 5,000 soldiers pass, soldiers that had stood the burden of battle and the hardships of a winter's campaign and had checked one of the greatest Indian uprisings of history. The First infantry, led by Col. Shatter, who afterward was in command in front of Santiago, was there that day. Guy V. Henry, now lying in peaceful Arlington cemetery, rode at the head of his black troopers, the "buffalo soldiers" of the Sioux. Copt Allen W. Capron was there with the battery that afterward opened the battle at Santiago. The Seventh cavalry was there, two of its troops, II and K, having barely enough men left in the ranks to form a platoon. These two troops had borne the brunt of the fighting at Wounded Knee a month before when 90 men of the Seventh fell killed or wounded before the bullets of the Sioux. When the two troops with their attenuated ranks rode by, the reviewing general removed his cap, an honor otherwise paid only to the colors of his country. The column filed past, broke into regiments, then into troops and comanles, and the word of dismissal was given. The Indian sentinels on the ridges, signaled the camp in the valley. In another minute there was a stampede, but It was only that of the thousands of Sioux ponies turned loose and eager to get back to their breakfast of bunch grass on the prairies. Two Strike, the Sioux, watched the review that day. Old Two Strike was one or the warriors who went out with a following of braves on the warpath the month previous. Two Strike wore no ghost shirt, lie was above such superstition, even though he took no pains to urge his comrades to follow his shirtless example. Two Strike was glad of the craze that had brought war, for he hated the whites harder than he hated anything on earth except the Pawnees, the hereditary enemy of his people. Two Strike knew in bis soul that the buffalo were not coming back as the medicine men had declared, and that no Messiah was to be raised to lead his people against the pale faces to wipe them from off the face of the continent. What he did know was that he was to have one more chance to strike at the encroachcrs on the lands of his people be snow-covere- d fore the enfeeblements of old age took the strength from his arm. Two Strike wu a great warrior. He had fought on many a field and he had won bln name from the overcoming of two warrior foes who had attacked him when he was alone on the prairie. Single handed he had fought and killed them and "Two Strike" ha had been from that day. He waa the leader in the last battle which took place between hostile tfcnds of savages on the pluins of America. For years without number the two nations, the Sioux and the Pawnees, had hated each other. In one of Coopers novels Hard Heart, a Pawnee. taunts a Sioux thus: Since waters ran and trees grew( the Sioux has found the Pawnee on his The flgW Tn which Two Strike was warpath. the leader of the Sioux was fought ngalnst the Pawnees on the banks of a little stream known as "The Frenchman," in Nebraska in the year 1874. With Col. Georges Plcquart, alternately France's military hero and the target for her opprobrium, fate ltaa played a pretty game of battledore. A bureau clerk with a military rank and title, he became a national character when the Dreyfua affair was at its height by suddenly esitoualng the cause of that officer at the moment of hla greatest unpopularity. Aa a consequence, Plcquart was hated, cursed, threatened, ridiculed. But history moves rapidly In la belle France and public upiulon races between extremes. After Zola and the courts of last degree, and Dreyfus was freed, whitewashed, cheered promoted. Upon the national wave of reaction his friends like Plcquart rode to quick popularity. Eventually It went so far In the latter'a case as to make him minister of war in the cabinet of the republic practical bead, under the president, of the military establishment of France. Now, with no ain of his own omission or commission to thank, tbe wheel has turned round again. Col. Plcquart la hurled with equal suddenness from bis pedestal, no more to be ccurted by generals and senators, no more to gracefully ride across the upper end of the review fields while cannons roar, bands crash and dlvisloua cheer. Because his premier, head of the cabinet, in an unguarded moment permitted hla temper to run away with hia tongue In the chamber, to be outpointed with tbe oratorical folia of finesse by hla ancient enemy, Delcaase, the ministry tumbles not only Clemcnceau, but hla fellows, including Col. Georges Plcquart, plaything of tbe Jocular gods that be in modern France. ,V . TO HEAD ENGLANDS NAVY Admiral Sir Arthur Moore, K. C. B., K. C. V. C. M. G., who will succeed Sir John Fisher In October nest as tbe active bead of the English navy, is a sailor who baa risen to his present position by sheer hard work and competence. Ho Is not a spectacular person, like Lord Charles Beresford or hia immediate predecessor. Sir John Fisher, but he has distinguished himself by always doing the Job that waa given him In excellent shape and without any unnecessary fuss and noise. Patriotic Englishmen hope that hla advent at tbe admiralty will mark the end of the petty personal and political Jealousies which have done so much harm to the service recently. Admiral Moore Is now 62 years old. He entered the navy In I860, and waa specially promoted for hla services during the Egyptian war of 1882, wLen he commanded tbe Orion and waa present at the battle of conHe was one of the British representatives at the to the late gress at Brussel a in 1889, and he waa also a naval at the Caiie station during tbe Queen Victoria. He waa commander-ln-chle- f South African war and hla last command was at the China station. He held this until last year, since which he has been on tbe Inactive list 0 In the valley of the Platte river the buffalo were plenty, but the Pawnees had said that the Sioux should not hunt there and they defied them to come. "The Pawnee dogs called the Sioux womr and old Two Strike en, said the sneered. It was when the grass was at its best that the Sioux started for the country of the Pawnee. The teller of the tnle made no secret of the intention of the Sioux to exterminate the Pawnees, sparing neither women nor children if the chance for their killing presented itself. Two Strike and his Sioux reached the edge of the buffalo country and there they waited opportunity. They did not have to wait long. Kunuers told them that the Pawnees in full strength had started on a great hunting expedition led by Sky Chief, a noted warrior. When the name nf Sky Chief fell from the lips of the Interpreter old Two Strike smiled and closed his fist.. The Sioux left W. J. Botterlll, a London fEngland) civil entheir encampment and struck into the heart of the There a scout told them that gineer, haa proposed the building of a sea level hunting country canal 120 feet wide and 21 feet deep across Engthe enemy was encamped in a prairie gulch and women land, from Yarmouth, the naval base of the Britwere them with and children that their ish Isles on tbe North sea, to the Bristol chanto care for the hides and for the drying of the nel, 240 mlle-- away. The proposed canal would meat of the buffalo. also have a branch to Birmingham, an Important Two Strike ltd his men by "a way. around." as commercial city, making it a port for tbe interpreter put it, coming finally to a point vessels. This section, which would connect with less than half a sun's distance from the camp in the main canal at Oxford, would be 60 miles the valley. The Sioux struck a small herd of buflong. falo and they goaded the animals before them Engineer Botterlll declares the main Idea of right up to tbe mouth of the gulch. When .he canal to be commerce, but, of course, the the headed were buffalo straight into the valley the naval defense England haa expected to make Sioux pricked the hindmost with arrows and the for herseir in the European war that alwaya herd Went headlong toward the encampment of who threatens comes up for consideration. With thia were foolish men" and did the Pawnees, idea in view Mr. Botterlll would provide a fortinot watch for an eheiny. When the Pawnees saw the buffalo they mount- fied naval base at Rockland, a few miles from Yarmouth, where 40 Dreaded their ponies and followed them out through the noughts could be docked and there would be 400 acres of safe water. Ano'hnr advantage of the proposed canal, the author of the idea says, far end of tbe valley to the level plain, leaving the women and children behind. wg.jII be the sailing of vessels from New York right past the Oxford Then the Sioux went In to the slaughter, sparing neither infancy nor age, and they had almost ended the killing when the Pawnee braves reKID turned. Then followed the last great battle which has at tbe Jesse L. Livermore, "kid cotton been fought on the plains between tribes of red age of 31, when he looked more as ir he were in the tepee at Pine Ridge men. The only 21, has gone the way of tbe speculator. did not soy so, but it is known from the account Jesse is broke. Out of three big guesses aa to of a while man, Adabel Ellis, who knew the cirwhich way the cotton market would go he cumstances. that the Pawnees fought that day as guessed right once. That guess brought him they had alwayi fought, bravely and to the death But he lost $1,000,000 of this bull$3,000,000. Pawnee, rode out in front of Sky Chief, in August of 1908. The Trice market tbe ing" his men, shook his hand and called out that Two cotton suddenly dropped $2.50 a bale. This of Dakota, was the a coward. Then Two Strike, last time Jesse sold short in cotton and also in Strike called bnck that the Pawnee was a dug's wheat, in both of which the "wheat king". of Chirdde he and arrnea out, with his knile, whelp cago. James A. Batten, has been operating. Patthe only weapon Sky Chief held. which was ten guessed right, but Livermore didn't. The two leaders met and fought. They disConsequently his name has been erased irom mounted, turned their ponies louse and grappled. doors of E. F. Hutton ft Co. the r lingered not on th details of tin The Jesse first saw the light in Shrewsbury, Mass., said simply, "the Pawnees heard Sky fight. He in 1877. His first speculative attempt netted him Chiefs death cry" 12. With a boy friend he took a flyer In Burlington ft Quincy In a local $:: The tale ended. Two Strike rose, eared Ducket shop in 1893 just 16 years old. you see. By tha time he was U arm, droe his hand downward and then kt had $8,000 or $9,000, all made In speculation. upward, and smiled. story-telle- Tel-elKeb- Anti-Slaver- y p PROPOSES GREAT CANAL a sea-goin- COTTON KING story-telle- r story-telle- t BROKE g |