East Oregonian Round-Up Souvenir Edition
Pendleton, Oregon, Thursday, September 20, 1917.
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Buffalo Bill Has Gone to the
Green Valley of Which He Sang
Twenty-Eight Page
The pawing of Col. Wm. F. Cody.
"Buffalo Hill." early this year
brought the following tribute to the
King of All Sco u tit from the pen of
IaviJ W. Hazmi, special writer on
the Portland Tolegram:
A shadow has fallen across the old
Chiaholm trail now it Is dark. There
In a faint rustling in the grass then
all in still. Buffalo Hill la dead.
Hero in both fact and fancy, occu
pying a chamber in the round tower
of every American boy s heart, more
admired than Santa Claus, this old
rider of the plains fun gone to the
green valley of which he sang so
many times,
II u body should rest In some wild,
wind -swept spot on the t rail -scarred
prairie, for there htH soul would find
the peace it never found In cities and
a laces. A Himple-mnded, fearle.ns
westerner, he stood In the presence
of princes and looked them squarelv
in the yea for in his country every
man im king. And in spite of the
fact that he often nang the cowboy's
favorit chorus
"O hory me not on the lone pralri-ee.
Whsrt the wild coyotea will howl
o'er me.
In a narrow grave. Just six by three.
O bury roe not on the lone prairi-e
hi last renting place should be "un
der the wide and starry ak y . " fnr
from the homes and haunt of men
Only there will the mul of the plains
man find rest.
Death Has Nothing to I-Vr.
Just as matter-of-fact as he used
to start out with the express acrotw
an Indian -infested country, he await
ed the coming of his last relief He
vm j led w hen d eat h was men U oned .
just as he smiled when some nervous
tenderfoot warned him to look out
for road -agent. Fnr Hill Cody dis-
remembered being afraid, as did thf
other boys who rode " 'way up nn
the Kanww line." Ienver in a beau
tiful city, and If his l ist earthly view
had to be of smoking chimneys and
great piles of brick and mortar, it
could be Denver as well as any oth
er town.
But we know Colonel Cody would
a great deal rather have been out
where the range was wide and the
"dogiw" were hurrying to find shel
ter from the blizzard For in days
of Joe Rowers and Tan Talor (cow
boy heroes, he Hang as loud as anv
of them
started up the trail (K-lnbcr twenty-third.
I started up the trail with the 2-1
herd,
Oh. a ten -dollar naddlc
And I'm goln' to punrhin' Texas-cnt-tle.
mwhoys1 f4 iho Were Mournful.
They rang thU song as they rode.
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but whf'ii the night was durk and the
winds foretold eomlng storms, the
riders would gather around a camp
fire and sing mournful ba Had
death acemed to be a more popular
theme than love As the scout lay
counting the hours, he no doubt
thought of the ancient streets of
LshmIo. so fumed in the old wng of
his "pardH;" the chorus is still huiii?
by the schooilmvH of Iidge ity and
I .am mitv
Oh. beat the drum s'owly and play
the fife lowly.
I'lay the Dead March hm you carry
me along;
Take me to t he green valley, there
lay the sod o'er me.
Kor I'm a young cowboy and I know
I've done wrong.
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Plainsmen did not thmk much
about the fine points of right and
wrong. They lived their life as they
found it. Qukk to resent an insult,
just as ready to give up life as to
lake it. their philosophy is best ex-
prestifd by the epitiiph thev placed
I on t he headboard over the grave of
a young cowboy
UK DDNK HIS bAMPKST.
A nd .so Wil iam Frederick ( 'od . a
native son of Iowa and an adtipted
son i f Kansas, lived his days. K-in-i
to all whom he thought worthy, Kr,
erous to a fault, brave and true to
his i rust, he carved hi initials in
the western hall of fame with a six
shooier and a pair of silver spurs.
If there was any one thing in the
world that made Buffalo Bill more
angry than an thing else it was for
in to say something about a survi
vor of the Ouster massacre. Kvery
once in a while such an im poster is
found During his last visit to port
land Cody told the writer of an ex
perience he had in San Diego not
long before.
"When I got through with hint
there wasn't nothing lft to say." the
colonel stated. ''And I didn't talk
much. either."
"Some of my friends told me when
I reached town that the only survi
vor of the Custer massacre lived
there I said to them that any white
man who said he was a survivor of
that fight had no regard for the
truth"
Tht colonel paused a moment to
explain that those were not the ex
act words he had used. but that
they expressed the meaning he had
imparted.
"WWl, he came to see me in my
dressing tent, just like you are here,
but hi never sat down. He walked
in and said : "How do you do. Col
nel Bill I am the only survivor of
the Custer massacre.'
"I looked clean through his ugl
carcass for a minute, and then f
said: 'You are a liar!"
"He turned on his heel and pulled
his freight. I was told he left town
that same night. And, sir. 1 wish to
say without one word of boasting that
it was a mighty good thing for him
that he didn't say any more than
he did."
That night, as the former pom
expresH rider sat in his tent with hi
good far turned towards me he ex
plained that he had frozen the drum
of the other one whila guarding an
armv pack train back in the '70s--he
told of a startling adventure he
had right here in Oregon, in the
peaceful city of Albany, mind you'
An old woman, crowned with the
grace and beauty that years give to
womanhood, called on him. She ex
plained that she had wanted to see
him ever since she was a little girl. 1
for she declared he and her grand- '
father had crossed the plains to-
gether in 1S45. This sure did star- j
tie the good old scout, for he didn't j
happen to be born until February j
26. lMfi. But he just bowed again, j
and smiled i
"How is grandfather asked tha 1
plainsman.
"On. he's been dead many years." i
was the reply. "Hut he lived to be
quite an old man. He used to tell
me that you were just 30 years old
when hia party croewed the p'ains."
Albany was a dry town then, so
Buffalo Hill did not get over his
scare until after he had spent the
day in Portland His fair visitor had
made him out to be 98 years old. He
often declared that he was the most
postered man in the world, for in
every town he visited he was called
upon by fakers of all area, who told
of weird adventure they had gone
through with him all the way from
the time he he'ned Iaul Revere warn
the sleeping folk of l.rxtnKton anil '
Concor 1 down to tue cnarge at San J
Juan hill.
Bill luwmbornl old Don TayVn.
As he chatted that night Inter
rupted every few minutes by "one of
the many" he began humming a
strange tune while looking for a clip
ping he wished to show.
"What's that, colonel?"
"What's what?"
"That song."
"Oh, didn't realize I was singing'.
Why. that's old 'Ian Taylor.' You
remember 'Ian Taylor' ?"
'Hure.'
It was a favorite with the roundup
voungsters, who grew tired of sing
ing about "Joe Bowers, all the way
from Pike." The song began :
Ian Taylor is a rolllckln' cuss.
A frisky son of a gun.
He loves to court the maidens
And he navies how it's done.
Dan was a cowboy who could
"heel a maverick on the fly.' but he
grew tired of picking up the front
one," so the song ran
He's done and quit th' business.
Settled down to quiet life.
And he's huntln' for som maiden
Who will b his littl wif
Ana who will wash and patch his
britches
And feed the settin' hea.
Milk old Blue and Brindv,
And tend to Baby Bea.
A delight f ul chap to mMt when
i.e "rubbed tha fur th tiit way,"
the colonel did not leave any room
foi nrgument when he did not car
to ton verse. Whi'e talktor.. a stran-g-r
walked in and announced h
knew Mr. Cod "a folk- In Omaha
The crdone! to'd b m hm h i I no rel
atives in Oni i.
"Kurt you have I knowtd 'em,
insisted he visitor.
A half dozn words, every one c
lite but pointed, convinced the caller
that some mista.ke had been made.
But now the howls pf the coyotes
and the eerie rry of the blizxard will
not be heard by the famous pon tx
pressman. And the ooys of tomorrow
w i i I not get t o see the Dead wood
stage rescued by Buffalo Bill and his
daring cowboys. The prairies and the
"big top" will miss him. Only a few
old. bent men are left now to tell of
the nights they and Bill used to sit
up and Bing:
The cowboy's life is a dreary, dreary
life.
All out in the midnight rain;
I'm almost froze with the water on
my clothes,
'Way up on the Kansas l!ne.
Colonel William .-"Yederick Cody.
"Buffalo Bi l." soldier, hunter un4
scout, the idol of juvenile America,
died at 12:0.") p. m, January 10. 1H17,
at the home of hia sister in Denver.
With Colonel Cody when death
came were his wife and daughter,
and his sister. Mrs. E. Decker of
Denver.
Colonel Cody foueht death as he
often had opposed it on the plain
in the days when the west was young
"You can't kit I the old scout." he
would tell his physician whenever his
condition would snow rmprovement.
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And when the doctor told him his
life was ebbing. Colonel Cody accept
ed his fate like a stoic.
"Let the Elks and Masons take
charge of the funeral." he said to h b
sister. Then he turned to hia busi
ness affairs, making suggestions for
their continuance.
"Det us have a game of 'high
five.' " he said after he had talked
with his family. And every one Join
ed, the colonel laughing and Joking
because he was winning.
Since January 5 when he was hur
ried back to his sister's home in Den
ver, the colonel hac surprised all
who knew his real condition by great
powers of resistance and recupera
tion. One day his physician would
see the end ''within 3t hours," anl
then the colonel would rally and no
one could predict the exact outcome.
On January 8 however, his consti
tution broke down entirely, and from
then on it was a question merely of
time.
Col. William F. Cody. "Buffalo
Bill.' hunter, soldier, scout and show
man, was for many years knrnrn to
nearly every man. woman, boy and
girl in America through his Wild
West show, with which he toured this
country and Europe. He was a pic
turesque type of pioneer frontiers-
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