Reflections from the Grand Encampment Herald
Rudefeha, Wyo., June 9, 1903.—(Special Correspondence)
Slowly, but surely, the mighty cables pull the loaded buckets up the mountain, while the empty ones keep coming down, only to be filled in their turn and sent on their journey again.
Notwithstanding the importance of the event, there was no great celebration at Rudefeha. There were no fireworks, no shooting of guns. There was no brass band to make memorable the occasion with the blowing of horns and the beating of drums. There was no great gathering of the inhabitants to watch the first bucket, decked with flowers and bunting, climb the hi...
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