Word: frontierisms
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With the old Yippee! of the cowpunching West, Cheyenne last week held its 35th annual celebration of Frontier Days, at its big park sentimentally dedicated to the era when Cheyenne was a way stop for the Pony Express.* The original U. S. rodeo, Frontier Days drew all the West's best cowhands for five days of hard competition. Governor William Adams, onetime cowboy, went up from Colorado to watch the fun. Publisher Frederick Bonfils of the Denver Post, last great frontier pub publisher, took 400 guests to Cheyenne in a special train. There were pep and parades, noise...
...side, bites its lip and raises his hands in victory. For the first time in the show's history one cowboy, Fred Meyers of Okmulgee, Okla., won both the calf (20 8/10 sec.) and steer (24 1/10 sec.) roping contests. Rival of Cheyenne's Frontier Days is the Pendleton, Ore. Roundup, to be held this year Aug. 27-29. Queen of that rodeo will be brown-haired, blue-eyed Betty Bond, 18, junior at the University of Oregon...
...Sedan, at the Siege of Paris, and-great moment in his life-at the proclamation of Wilhelm I as Emperor of Germany in the Hall of Mirrors in Versailles. Followed 40 years of peace. Hindenburg climbed slowly to a Major Generalship and was given command of the East Prussian frontier. This he decided would one day be a great battlefield. He painstakingly studied every inch of that desolate swampy land and became known as "the mad Old Man of the Lakes" and "General Mud." In 1911, 64 years old, he retired from the army, certain that war would never come...
...Encyclical Letter of His Holiness, Pius XI, by Divine Providence Pope"?thus last week began a document which was spirited out of the Papal State, past Italy's eagle-eyed frontier guards, and so to Paris. For this dramatic exploit the Holy See employed a young priest, modest, inconspicuous...
...best he could the young priest stowed them away, slipped with pounding heart out of the Vatican, penetrated Italy, rode demurely in a hot and rattling railway car for more than 24 hours, then faced grim but unsuspicious Fascist frontier guards who gave one scowling look at his Papal passport, let him go. After that it was easy for the young priest to carry his precious documents to their destination. Once in Paris, he turned them over to Catholic superiors who nodded approval when the young priest begged, "Please do not let the newspapers know my name...