Neuman, W. F. Gumaer, Billy King, Harry Hynds, John Evans, Tom Hughes, and dozens of other of the old guard have come the stories of the time when the Panhandle of Nebraska was one vast pasture where roamed the long horns, and where wild horses and the bronchos ran free in the western wind.

In the new mode of travel, the motor car, I have gone many miles to find the man or the setting.

Some time ago we (Mrs. Shumway and I) were at Fort Laramie to see John Hunton and Joe Wilde, who were the early settlers. First we called on Wilde.

We were hospitably entertained by Mr. and Mrs. Wilde, who for over forty years lived at Fort Laramie, and this, their dwelling, is a purchase from the United States, it being formerly the soldiers' quarters. Wilde had it worked over a little and has about half of the lower story for his dwelling and office and for feeding the travellers and others who may be journeying thence and onward. In the upper story about fifty rooms have been fitted out for the accommodation of the public, and the other half of the upper story is one immense hall with oak floors used by the people of the country wide as a meeting and dance hall. It is one hundred and seventy-five feet long and twenty-four in width.

Around about this building the barren severity of soldier's quarters has been changed into

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