40 77"mr f teflit... WtJMm NrfB llwlW ?J-V.:.-A mZ HY, of course I'm going to ride him again." The speal2r was a brown- faced, determined-looking little wom an who had just picked herself up from the dust of the arena at a cow boy entertainment in Cheyenne, after being thrown by a big gray horse a bucker of the worst type. She was Miss Bertha Kaepernik, of Sterling, Colo., and she was determined to show the crowd that the hard fall she had just received was merely a slight in cident in the life of the only woman in the world who "busts" outlaw horses. The big gray was brought back, af ter a. long ohase down the arena, and Miss Kaepernik once more swung Into the saddle. Spurs wore sunk and the quirk was brought down on the ani mal's flank's, but tho "buck" was all out of the gray, and he merely "stam peded," much to the disgust of the daring rider. Urging her horse back to the judges' stand, the fair bronco buster called, for another horse. A little roan, containing the combined elevating powors of a volcano and a charge of dynamite, was brought out and 'duly saddled, after a hard fight. In which the animal tried to kill the horse wranglor by striking the man down with Iron-shod hoof. Miss Kaepernik seemed not a whit dis mayed by the flerce aspect of the roan, whose eyes were rolling and who was showing the craft of the wild horse by bending slightly toward the ground so that he could bo ready for the first wild, skyward Jump when the rider had mounted. Grasping the saddle-horn - with one gauntleted hand, and deftly inserting one foot In a stirrup, and then swing ing to the saddle with a nicety that left her well balanced for any Jump the horse might make, the "lady bron c& buster" was away on her Tough voyage. The roan proved to be a bet ter bucker than the big gray that had thrown the rider. Ho pitched and "sunfished" and changed ends, but Miss Kaepernik wag In the saddle to stay, and she rode upright until the horse fairly wore himself out. "Yes, I guess I have ridden more bad horses than any other woman In the world," said Miss Kaepernik, after the roan had been turned back among the "wild bunch" in the corrall. "It ought to be understood right at the start, however, that I don't adisa other women to try this work. It is too hard for the average woman. Why, even the strongest men who bust brocos kill themselves If they stick to the business long enougn. It will bring hemorrhages to the stoutest pair of lungs in time. The average woman couldn't stand those jarring descents. CHAMPIONS OF Bob Fitzsimmons Does a DIGGING through a lot of old' stuff the other day I' came- across some pictures of the fighters of a hundred years age, and they put me In mind of tho difference there ls"between the fel lows that stopped into the -squared circle in those days and the lads that put tho gloves on now. When a fellow looks back 'that way he sees a few changes that set him think ing. I don't know how long, It Is since men got together in a personal encounter to fight with their fists, but I should guess it was about the time that the old Ewords and dirks went out of fashion. I've been told that the tournament was about the closest thing to modern prize fighting and there hasn't been .a tourna ment In a long time, but the idea looks reasonable. Of course, men have fought ever since they've been on the earth, but the fights I am talking about are the ones where there was a purse held up, and where the chaps that fought were not settling some old grudge. As far as I know the, first of tire regular boxers was Tom Figg, and he did some talL wprk from 1719 on to 1730, when a boy named Greeting took his measure. Those were the. days whjen a man stood up against his adversary and did what things he could to him before the other fellow knocked him Into a cocked hat. There was mighty little footwork in those days, and the silence of the business was a whole lot In the luture. ITom all I've been able to find out about they Just used to pound away at each other and a. man's ability was gauged by his staying qualities in other words, on his capacity to take punish ment. It was a great game and a fellow dlda't go Into It unless he could stand the gaff. As the years went on I believe fome attention was paid to guards and blows of a different order, but it wasn't until well along Into the fifties of last century that the modern fighter began to sit up and take notice. About this time the rules began to look up and it got to be considered rude to; whale a' man over the head with a club1 because you had your money on the other lad. This used to be a .favorite pastlnje when the fights were held pn the turf, and'I'm told It used to breed some very neat and effective little discussions on the side. However, It was Jem Mace who was the first man to invent real. punches, Just . imagine how lC feels when a heavy horse leaps into the air and comes down stiff-logged, without a partlole of spring In him. It is Just like being hit with a hammer in the back of the neck. So I say to other women with bronco-busting ambitions don't!" Here Miss Kaepornlk's sun browned face grew very oarnest, but the next , indtant she set her broad white teeth firmly together and a look of determination crossed her foatures. "But I will say, too, that' I like the game and find It fascinating, even If it Is dangerous. 1 guess I am made of iron, for I never feel any ill effect from a ride. Oh, yesr, I get thrown sometimes, and pretty hard, too, but I always make it a rule to climb right on any horse that gets me out of the saddle. It keeps up myown nerve, besides letting the horse know that I am not to be beaten. I have ridden some of the worst outlaw horses in" the West, such as Dynamite, Cnrrio Nation, Johnny-on-the-Spot, Tomb stone and Black Beauty. Any bronco buster will tell you what it moans to ride those horses. Her First Experience. "I really don't romomber when I be gan to ride bad horsos," said Miss Kaepernik. In answer to a question. THE PAST AND THE FUTURE Iiluic Prophesying Bis Fights Hereafter Will Be Shorter. t sidesteps and the like, and he is to be credited with the modern pugilism, one might say. I Tho old-time champion was a fellow who wquld stand' up with a funny guard , and beat his man down by main strength ' and awkwardness. It used to be a favor , ite idea to catch a fellow in a wrestling j grip and then grind him down into the mud, but that dropped out after a while. The rules began to provide that skill was I the thing that was needed, more than strength and the bite and chew, kick-ln-the-stomach idea was asked to take a back seat. When certain alleged noblo- i men .used to keep a stable of fighters, just i like they would horses, things were a lot I more brutal than was necessary, because ; these folks seemed' to want blood ani lots of it. . i Coming down to cases, however. In the last IS years or so. the game has 'gone through a.lot of changes, and perhaps the difference Js "more to be noticed during that time than during any other. To go back to 1SS2 when' John L. Sullivan beat Paddy Ryan down in Mississippi, you might say that John was about the last of the old guard of fighters. Ho was the boy who would stand up and fight to the last gasp, and his greatest trouble was In getting the men to stay where he could hit them. London prize-ring rules were never meant for John, and a lot of people made the mistake of thinking Sullivan was champion of the world. He never was, for he failed to whip Charley Mitch ell when they fought at ChantUly in France for the championship. That was the last time I think that the L. P. R. rules were used, and it was a good thing for Mitchell that ho fought under them then, for Sullivan had him going a whole lot at different times, and if it hadn't been for the rules and the crowd, that made It hot for John, a different story might have been tgld. and Sullivan might have leen the world's champion. Well, as I was saying, Sullivan was the last, of his style. He used to stand up and pound away at his man until he had him down and out, and he was a shifty fighter at that, was John, but there was a change coming along. - Jim Corbett went after Sullivan down in New Orleans, and tried a. new system on him. a system that had been growing fast. It was the hit and get away idea, that is sard to'be the acme of. science, and Cor bett, then a likely lad, was 'about as THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAN. PORTLAND, OCTOBER 22, 1905. ' "You see, I. was brought up on a ranch near Sterling, Colo. It is a great cat tle country around there, and there have always beenjots of broncos that didn't like to be ridden. I had a pony and saddle when I was a tiny girl, but soon that sort of riding didn't suit me. I saw the bronco busters nt work taming the horses right off the range. I was a strong, hardy girl, and I knew I could ride as well a? any of tho men, so It wasn't long until I began to bust broncos. J had to ride, the first one in secret, of course, but I tackled some pretty bad ones and subdued them, and then I went right. Into the corral one day when the men were at work breaking horses, and I showed them what I could do. After that it all came easy. Somebody heard of ray ability to ride buckers and offered mo an engagement at a Colorado fair. I took part in a buoking contest and rode .a couple of outlaws, and since then I have been doing that sort of riding right along. ""No, I have never been seriously .In jured, except one time at an exhibition in Colorado, when I had my arm torn by a bad horse," said Miss Kaepernik. "You see, there is everything in becoming familiar with horse nature .before you take up work like breaking horses You get so that you instinctively know what shifty on his feet as a cat. He soaked Sullivan any time he wanted to. but he was never on the spot when Sullivan wanted to hit him. and poor old John punched himself Ured-at nothing. That was the first of the modern changes. The gladiator, the stolid man of muscle, gave way to the shifty man, with the falr punch, who could-get in quick, strike 'quicker and get away again before bis man had a chance to counter. For some years that was tho Ideal school, and then somebody found out that Corbett didn't have any particu larly hard punch and that he mostly wore his men down by letting them work themselves out, putting in a good Jab here and there to help the work along. I think I can safely say that I was the chap of the new school who made the next change. I took Cor bett's measure because I was pretty tast with my hands and feet and I had the punch. Every time I hit a man it hurt, and "hurt badly, too, and that did the business, for awhile. You see, I'd gone to work 'on the principle that a combination of tho two men who stood at tho top Sullivan and Corbett would do the, trick. If I could move about as fast as Corbett, or noarly as fast, and . could hit like Sullivan, I'd etand a fair chance of winning out. I went to work -along those lines and they worked out rlght- a But there was another change com ing along, and I didn't see that. -I don't think anyone will call me If I say that I couldn't be expected to see It. I was working along easy, with the belief that I could trim any appll-' cant that snowed up, but I thought the giants had all been done with. I couldn't know that a young bull was going to come out of the West, who moved pretty fast and who wolghed GO pounds more than I did, and who had been trained by the foxiest trainer in the business. I didn't think that an elephant beg pardon, Jim could move quick, but I found It out at Coney Island, and In Just 11 rounds the elephant pardon again. Jim had put me away. I say now, just as "I said then, that Jeffries was and is an accident, You don't look for many men of -his kind in a century. He's not tho regular run of men by a whole lot. In fact, I guess he's a sort of a made-to-order boy Xor the particular f - ATA a -horse Is golnp to do, and you are never off your guard. The horses I break ar in many cases right off the range. They hare noer been roped, except when they are branded, and some of them have never seen a mag more than once or twite In their lives. You can tell a good deal about a horse by his eyes and his ears when you are saddling, and by the way he stands, but. of course, you can't toll what he is going to do when you get in the saddle. There are many different kinds of bucking horses, and you have to job he had to do. I don't honestly think he's a regular fighter, not the fighting machine, at least. He's the best, however. Just now, but if he sticks to the game some fellow Is going to get him In time- You-see, he's big and stronger than the ordinary, and he hits hard, and then he's fast, too, on his feet and In bis movements. He carries out my combination all right, and my dope is right at that, but he's too .big for the ordinary man to take a hack at. Maybe somo day in the future there will bo a new style of champion who will make us of, the present day look like a piece of debased money, but I doubt It. . There will 'be mighty few more of the Jeffries type. sVd it's my Idea that the coming champion will be a man of about ISO pounds, who will combine extreme speed with a hitting quality that will count for something, and who will be as shifty as they mako them. The combination, as I have doped it out, ought to whip anything that walks on two legs, bar ring accidents of the Jeffries kind. ' I claim to know Jim Jeffries about as. well as any man can know another, and I don't believe there's a man In the business today that can whip him. I worked with Jeffries a lot after our second fight in San Francisco, and I can modestly claim to have taught him something, too. You'll notice as a gen eral rule that championship fights are getting shorter, too. Corbett whipped Sullivan in 21 rounds. I beat Corbett In Hf and Jeffries put mo away In 11 the first time and in eight tho. second time. Of course. If you carried this much further, you'd have a roan whipped before ho got into tho ring, but what I mean when. I point that out is that the fight of the future Is going to be between" speedy men. who will go a short distance.- Something like the racing of today. There used to be horses that could travel ten miles at a fast clip, and hold it to the end. with a saving burst of speed for a climax, but today it's the horse with the fast speed for the short distance that brings home the money. . Just tho same, it's quite a long step from old FIgg down to Jim Jeffries and, say, did you ever think how many black eyes, cut lips and twisted noses were wrapped up in those years? i ROBERT FITZSIMMONS. More courteous in Its wordirig than most epitaphs 13 .one in a Derbyshire church yard which, after giving particulars, of birth and death,' concludes: "'Twos said -he w&3 on honest man." Co&&lZ5r C&Vr7jZ?7 get used to every kind .of jump. But I I suppose it is tht element of chance that makes the game so fascinating. It is a good deal like looping the loop, or other circus stunts you don't want- to quit, even though you know that the very next ride may be your last." Though MIs3 Kaepernik advises her sis- terhood against bronco busting as a pro j fession, she Is heartily In favor of horee- bacx riding as a means or exercise lor women. "In the first place," said Miss .Kaeper THREE-MINUTE MUSINGS, BY MARCUS W. ROBBINS On Acquiring Things Xo Great Difference Between an Indian and a Modern Master of . Finance. FTTIMES. about the only differ I 1 enco between a Umatilla Indian and a commission merchant on Front street Is a mere matter of clothes and complexion. They both have the same old human nature. Human nature is the cider brother of all tho sciences. It was hoary head ed when we first began tb trace out the stars as we lay on our backs on a hillock of sand in the plains of Asia. We understood all Its twists and turnings before wc.ever made a brick or fashioned an earthen Jar. It was old when wo used to squat around the fire, and, glaring at each other across tho embers, we' cracked the marrow bones of somo mammoth that had mired himself near our cave as he had come down' to the spring to drink. Here wo watched him until, grown weak from hunger, we sprang at him and beat him, to death with clubs and stones, and our clan feasted for many a day. Thus, in spite of nil the centuries that have come between us who live In the twentieth century and -our an cestors who Jived when the world was young, we are linked together by that Intangible human aature. The satisfaction of egotism is one of tho strongest traits' of our human nature. Wo are all desirous of doing things, of owning things, of wearing things that will set U3 apart from our fellows," something that will give U3 Individuality. Of course, the first means that wo used to accomplish this were very crude, like all first efforts are, but it was the same instinct that i3 prompt ing us today. In that long ago wo used to treas ure up all the eye teeth and claws of the bears thnt we managed to kill, and then we would spend hours patientlyj drilling these teeth and claws, that wo might make a necklace to wear about our necks. We thus carried contin ually about with us evidence of our prowess, and our ellows judged us by the size of our necklace. - . Hero cupidity and passion often j Worn r n Bronco Buster Instructs Her Sex on the Management of Outlaws. nik, when posing for a series of photo graphs, illustrating the Western woman's method of saddling, mounting and riding. t "there Is no use trying to do anything i wun a siae-saaaie. xnai must oe unaer- stood at the outset. Any girl who wants to become a skilled rieer and to acquire confidence when on the back of a spirited j horse, must ride cross-saddle. The disad vantages of the side-saddle are so many j that there's no- 'use enumerating them, j The stock saddle, as the regular cowboy's ' saddle Is known In the West, is Ideal for stepped In. Sometimes a comrade who had killed a bear never came back to his place by the fire, for some brother looking with greedy eyes on those few teeth and claw3 had met him with a club, and In a day or two his necklace was a little longer. While today we do not collect teeth and claws, we still have objects that we chase and long for with an inten sity as great as. ever shown by naked savages. Wo call them dollars. Often people remark at the patience and drudgery shown by savages In tho making of a necklace, but could they not find a great deal more patience and drudgery displayed by some of their fellows In the making of a few dollars? They wear out their lives before desks and behind counters. They bring on the furrows to the temples. The gray hair, the stomach ruined by hot food and quick bolting meals, and at the end It Is only failure. A neck lace of a dozen claws or so Is all they can hold up as a life's work. We have noted how a greedy broth er sometimes took a short cut to get a big necklace. Now for many, many years muscular might made right. The rude philosophers of that time could not see it in any other light. Had not nature given this brother strength of arm and. wind, and if he gathered In tho treasures of his fallows by this superior strength. It was merely their, misfortune. So today with the Frenzied Finan cier. It is not strength of arm and wind that gains his victories, but rath er those of cunning and trlokery. He Juggles the stock market up and down, and' by this short cut Is enabled to add to the length of his necklace of dol lars. Tho man who killed his bear earned his teeth and claws; likewise the man who raises a crate of strawberries or hammers a horseshoe Into shape earns his dollars. But the man who Juggles with the necessities of. life, day after tomorrow, and thereby makes a dol women as well as for mon. It Is broad . and roomy enough to be comfortable, I and. being so big and fitting the horse so well, it will not give an animal a sore back. "It Is well to observe a few simple rules when you start to ride. Do jour own saddling. Let somebody else do your work and some day you'll have a bad fall Just because your helper forgot to pull the cinch tight or to tell you about a weak bridle. See that your saddle blanket is smooth when you put It on your horse's back, and then put your saddle on well forward. Look well to jour cinch.' for if that slips you may get a broken neck. Don't be afraid of cinching too tight. The average horse has a trick of drawing In his breast when he feels tho oinch pull. Wait until he exhales his breath and then slip the cinch up another inch or twt, or another hole, if you use a buckle cinch. It is best, of course, to have a skilled, careful helper when you are learning to saddle, but after a few trials it will come easy and you can throw a heavy stock saddle on your horse's back and make ready without trouble. How to Mount. "When you are ready to mount, gather the reins In your left hand and take hold. of the saddle horn with the same hand. Turn the stirrup toward jxu. using the right hand to get It in posi tion, and then insert the foot. It Is best to put only the ball of the foot In tho stirrup at the start, so If the horse bolts before you are In tho saddle your f 3 t can be easily withdrawn. For this reason It Is imperative to wear hlgh-hetled boots, so the foot will not slip through. Many a rider has been dragged to death by trying to ride in flat-hoeled shoes. "When the foot Is In the stirrup proper ly, grasp the horn with the right hind and swing Into the saddle. By graap'rg the horn Instead of the trantle you can swing yourself into the saddle ?vcn when the horse makes a brisk start as sion ns you rise In the stirrup. Sit well ba'k In the saddle and keep your feet firmly braced In the stirrups. Don't hae the stirrups so long that you can't brace jo jr self, or so short that your knees are bent. Just follow the cowboy model as well as you can. Our Western cowboys are the finest riders in the world because they never try to assume an attitude that is not easy and graceful. Don't let any Eastern riding teacher take jou away from the cowboy model. It is bc -ter to have the natural ease and gra' of the plains rider than to follow tl.e rules advanced by teachers who Insist on the side-saddle for women, and who rull up the knees of men riders until t .oy look like monkeys on sticks. If a w : . in only starts horseback riding In the r's t way she will llnd it the most fascine; -.g sport and exercise in the world, ucn though she never gets to be a trrno buster." lar, is as much a thief as the man who a million years ago beat his comrade over the head and took away his bear teeth. m MARCUS W. BOBBINS Grant's "Pass, Or. J The Barefoot Trail. Edwin L. Sabln In Saturday Evening Tost, Oat of the dear front Rate it ran. Into the un and dew and tan; Traversed the dusty, peaceful strert Arched by maples (In mem'ry sweet). Crossed the pasture, with clover lush. Entered the copse where trilled the thrush; Rambled. loitered and played and then Turned to mother and home again Street and pasture aniPhiil and vale Such waa the course of the Barefoot Trail; Pausing- and veering for this and that Now for a game of one old. cat. Now for a rollicking butterfly. Now for a. nest hung Just too high. Nor for a brookslde haunt and then Back to mother and home again. Never a sun for this trail too hot. Vpi' j r- n n rfr that trrtnr If nAt Twisting and turning from scene to scene. ' It checkered the realm of the gold and greet . Passenger courier boyhood, slim; Passport whistle and tattered brim. Province to beokop afar, and then. To lead to mother and home again. Many a secret and many a tale. Ours who followed the Barefoot Trail, Wonders witnessed and marvels heard; Kinship of squirrel and hare and bird, Tho shortest route to the swimming hole. The flnny spoil of the swaying pole. Care-free triumphs and Joys and then (Best) the "mother and home again. The Country's Attention Secured. Madras Pioneer. From an educational standpoint the Exposition has done a great work. Too little was known in other parts of the United States concerning the wonderful advantages of soil and climate which na ture has bestowed with such a lavish hand upqn the Pacific Northwest, and tho Lewis and Clark Exposition has drawn tne attention of the entire country to this much favored section. Its benefits will be felt immediately, and the state is unquestionably enterlncr uoon an era of growth and development such as It nas never oerore known.