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Instead of attending to the wounded as he should have done, he raised an
alarm. Immediately a troop of horsemen dashed after me. I managed to
reach a little woods directly ahead of me in safety and climbed up a
tree. The Germans were unable to find me, so when night came I descended
from my perch and continued my journey. "Soon after daylight I came upon
a house, where I asked for food. I still wore the German surgeon's
uniform, and here this worked to my disadvantage." "How was that?" asked
Chester. "It seems that the family were Belgians, and I hadn't thought
of that. They gave me food and drink all right, but they spilled a
little drug of some kind in the drink. The next thing I knew I was bound
and gagged and was looking down the muzzle of a revolver held by a
ferocious-looking Belgian peasant. He informed me my time had come. I
told him I was English, and explained my capture and escape. He listened
patiently, but when I finished he informed me that he wasn't going to
take any chances. I had just five minutes to live, he said." "Great
Scott!" cried Hal. "That was pretty close. How did you escape?" "More by
good luck than anything else," was the reply. "There was some kind of a
noise behind the peasant and he turned to investigate. At that moment I
kicked out with my foot and the toe of my boot caught him squarely under
the chin. He went down with a thump. I don't know whether I killed him
or not." "But how did you free your hands?" asked Hal. "Well, I had
quite a little trouble, but I managed to drag my chair over to the fire,
and held my hands over the blaze until the cord was bu
I escaped from work on Saturday morning and dashed across to Healey House to try and Catch John Myers four motors on their way to join the Meltham War Weekend parade. I got there with a minute to spare, unfortunately, as on a previous occasion, it was difficult to catch the old motors without modern ones stuck between or behind the slow moving wagons. Having got what I could I drove in to Meltham and wandered around taking photos until the parade at 12.30. I ended up staying until 3.00-still in my filthy work clothes. The original plan was to go home and change but I'd got myself a handy parking place and due to my dodgy ankle not lending itself to walking far I decided to stay put. It was very dull until around 1.00 and then someone switched the sun on and it was a glorious afternoon. It certainly seemed to be very busy, it deserved to be as there was an awful lot going on, obviously a lot of hard work behind it so well done to the organisers. I took around 300 shots and I will upload in batches as I have time, at the time of writing (Fri) they are all edited.
On my way to work when I saw the lovely light -- just dashed out quick took some quick shots and back into the car and off -- only two out of 6 any good, in too much of a hurry I wobbled!!!
Caught this little beauty between rain storms, before it got dashed to pieces by the rain. I just love the colours and the textures here.
Day 166 of my photo a day 365 project
While walking back to my car from Cathkin Marsh this fox ran across the footpath. He spotted me and dashed through a hedgerow and stopped in the adjacent field and posed for me for a few seconds. I thought his face was injured and bleeding but on taking a closer look at my photographs I think the blood on his face isn't his and he had just enjoyed a feed!
However, a few seconds after I took this photograph he lay down a little further away from me and didn't take his eye off me. Two crows flew to him and one began to peck his tail. At one point it actually took his tail in its beak and lifted it up in the air. The fox didn't seem bothered and the crows got bored and flew away. The fox then got up and walked off!
The link below will take you to a photograph of the crow pecking his tail.
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A wet day in Beaumaris. Heading to Castle Street, we stopped off at the Old Courthouse Museum to get out of the rain.
Victoria Cottage on Victoria Terrace in Beaumaris. It's a Bed & Breakfast now.
Grade II Listed Building.
History
Built within the date range 1835-48 by Thomas Ashurst, erstwhile governor of Beaumaris Gaol, who lived at the adjoining No 10 Victoria Terrace.
Exterior
A 2½-storey 5-bay house, of which the 5th bay is set back, of pebble-dashed walls over a painted stone plinth, a roof of old large slates and with 3 pebble-dashed stacks. The main openings are offset to the L. The doorway in the 2nd bay has a fielded-panel door and overlight incorporating a diamond pane. In the lower storey are 4-pane horned sash windows. In the upper storey are hornless 4-pane sashes, of which the L and R are in added oriel windows, and 2nd bay is blind. The bay set back at the R end has a 12-pane hornless sash window in the upper storey, and boarded door in a splayed, coped wall below. The return of the 4th bay has a small-pane attic window.
In the R gable end is a 6-pane horned sash window in the lower storey, and 2-light small-pane attic casement window. The L gable end has a small-pane attic window to the R of centre, and abuts an extension at the rear of Victoria Terrace. Against the rear are stone steps to the rear of Victoria Terrace.
Interior
Not inspected.
Reasons for Listing
Listed for its special architectural interest as a well-preserved C19 house of definite quality and character, and for group value with Victoria Terrace.
All hopes of getting onto Dartmoor dashed by thick fog and mist. Temperature had gone up to 9C (from sub zero temperatures the day before), so the snow was melting fast and being washed away while we took the coastal path between Holcombe and Dawlish.
Designed by architect Charles W Gray, 1963. Octagonal expressionist church with pebble-dashed walls. Shallow-pitch gables, green copper roof and central flèche bearing a cross. Stone statue of St Teresa by Hew Lorimer on the façade. Pipe organ.
Cost estimate when in progress in 1960: £35,000
Charles William Gray studied under the direction of the respected John Ross McKay. He spent November 1928 to January 1930 with Harry Stuart Goodhart-Rendel in Cannes and St Raphael, thereafter joining the office of René Darde, Architect of the Société Centrale de Paris. In September 1931 (or 1932 - sources vary) he commenced practice on his own account at Sainte-Maxime with a small villa at St Raphael. Over the following years he carried out a considerable amount of work in the area, including the restorations of the ruined Carthusian monastery at Montrieux and of the monastery of La Grande Chartreuse near Grenoble, as well as new villas on the French Riviera for British and French celebrities, also Princess Maria of Greece and Denmark.
He returned to Edinburgh in 1936 and was appointed chief of staff to Reginald Fairlie, who was then working on the National Library of Scotland, whilst also carrying out his own private practice.
I escaped from work on Saturday morning and dashed across to Healey House to try and Catch John Myers four motors on their way to join the Meltham War Weekend parade. I got there with a minute to spare, unfortunately, as on a previous occasion, it was difficult to catch the old motors without modern ones stuck between or behind the slow moving wagons. Having got what I could I drove in to Meltham and wandered around taking photos until the parade at 12.30. I ended up staying until 3.00-still in my filthy work clothes. The original plan was to go home and change but I'd got myself a handy parking place and due to my dodgy ankle not lending itself to walking far I decided to stay put. It was very dull until around 1.00 and then someone switched the sun on and it was a glorious afternoon. It certainly seemed to be very busy, it deserved to be as there was an awful lot going on, obviously a lot of hard work behind it so well done to the organisers. I took around 300 shots and I will upload in batches as I have time, at the time of writing (Fri) they are all edited.
Taken only a few minutes ago. The sky was on fire,so I dashed out with my camera.3 minutes later,it was over.
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I was walking out of KLPAC when a pair of eyes stared at me. I stood stunned at the beauty of those eyes, and dashed in to buy tickets to a show 1 month down the road.
Last night I finally saw the show. Mak Yong – Titis Sakti was amazing!
Based on Shakespeare’s Midsummer Nights Dream, the dance musical had buatiful dances, amazing charecterisation and provided such humour. We laughed our heads off.
I loved the crowds reaction and interaction, the casts improvisation at times to the live show. There was one point one of the cast members accidentally laughed when she was supposed to be frozen, and immediately one of them exclaimed “eh power tak cukup ni” “eh my magics power is not enough”! Or at the beginning when someones phone rang and they made a snide remark on that.
I had so many favourites – the absolute favourties were the 2 comedian palace helpers (jester?), Cempaka Sari’s father, cempaka sari (the heroine), titis sakti,
The father was going around the audience asking for his daughter, and at one point started asking me in English “you see my daughter?” I said NO “Oh no you didn’t!” lol
I was wondering earlier why I was being flashed with a red light and I guess I was picked to answer.
The musics awesome, the relevance to current times comedy, the use of handphones and the right scenes for the adaption really worked. Eventhough its in a thick kelantanese slang, I could understand most of it!
Oh do buy the program book, I’m in love with the illustrations.
Don’t miss the show, it runs till this Sunday!
I dashed out of a meeting on a break and immediately ran in to Joyce who immediately made sure we had our picture taken together at the Polaris Library System's booth...Fun!
Ok. The ND looks rather complicated but let's take a look shall we? Those green dashed circles are called "range rings". These can be programmed into the FMC in the "FIX" page. They are used for reference from a waypoint or an airport. We have KSFO airport as our center of the range rings because it is our alternate airport. The rings are of 100 miles in radius and 200 miles in radius. You can see on the top of the ND another set of range rings and those are for KLAX, our destination. The blue circles are airports in the area. We do not have our STAR (Standard Terminal Arrival Route) programmed yet and so the waypoints have a discontinuity from VOR station "AVE" to KLAX. We are planning to do the SADDE7 arrival with an AVE transition to the ILS 24R with an SMO transition. This STAR is the one that has a beautiful 180 degree turn and tour over the city of angels!
Spotted this little fella on the way home and, mad soul that I am, dashed back home to fetch the camera. I live one minute away. Why in heaven's name I thought that the snail might have gone by the time I got back is a mystery to me, but there we are. I don't own a macro lens (just the standard one), so apologies if he isn't quite in focus.
Historian and author Joel Helander of Guilford presented the biography of Captain Oliver N. Brooks, a distinguished captain during the heyday of the Long Island Sound coastal trade, as well as the Faulkner Island lightkeeper from 1851 to 1882.
See www.madisonhistory.org/other-events/frederick-lee-lectures/ for details about this lecture series.
(Photo credit Bob Gundersen www.flickr.com/photos/bobphoto51/albums)
I dashed around to the south end of Stonegate to capture the procession as they emerged into St Helen's Square and grabbed some shots in the melee.
These swimmers dashed out of the St Kilda indoor baths and into the sea. Followed very quickly by a dash back into the warmth. The walker with the parka was the sensible one!
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I looked in on Pauline (www.flickr.com/photos/31023751@N02/) for a cuppa this morning, on leaving I spotted this magnificent Elephant Hawk Moth on the wall beside her door.
Pauline dashed in for her macro, luckily, I had my little TZ70 in my pocket and I think it did a fair job.
I escaped from work on Saturday morning and dashed across to Healey House to try and Catch John Myers four motors on their way to join the Meltham War Weekend parade. I got there with a minute to spare, unfortunately, as on a previous occasion, it was difficult to catch the old motors without modern ones stuck between or behind the slow moving wagons. Having got what I could I drove in to Meltham and wandered around taking photos until the parade at 12.30. I ended up staying until 3.00-still in my filthy work clothes. The original plan was to go home and change but I'd got myself a handy parking place and due to my dodgy ankle not lending itself to walking far I decided to stay put. It was very dull until around 1.00 and then someone switched the sun on and it was a glorious afternoon. It certainly seemed to be very busy, it deserved to be as there was an awful lot going on, obviously a lot of hard work behind it so well done to the organisers. I took around 300 shots and I will upload in batches as I have time, at the time of writing (Fri) they are all edited.
2015 Bristol Indiana Homecoming Parade held on July 11, 2015. It was cloudy afternoon in Bristol Indiana for the 2015 Homecoming Parade, but no rain on this Parade! Crowds lined up early to stake out their spot to spread their blanket or chair to watch this famous Bristol event. The Beach Party theme was echoed in the floats and many vehicles that were in the Parade. Marchers represented many groups: Miss Bristol Queen and the Teen Queen from Homecoming Pageant, Citizen of the Year, Rodney Moran; the Bristol Marshal’s Posse, the Bristol Police, several Fire Departments, including Bristol’s, a jeep of US Military Veterans, the Bristol Public Library, local DAR (Daughter’s of the American Revolution) William Tuffs Chapter, many decorated and old vehicles and local churches and businesses. Children along the way dashed to retrieve the candy thrown to the crowd. The parade began at Hilbish Street and continued down SR 120 (Vistula St.) to end at Apollo Street by the Town Hall. The Elkhart Central High School’s Blazer Brigade proudly played their fight song in the Parade. Since the Bristol High School closed in 1966, Bristol Indiana students have attended Elkhart High School. Just the Facts: The Bristol Indiana Homecoming is one of the oldest continuing festivals in Indiana and is held in July each year, generally the second week. The Festival features the Queen and Citizen of the year contest, the Carnival and events in Congdon Park, the Saturday Parade and the famous Bristol Fireworks show on Saturday at the end of the Homecoming.
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Ezzaddean Elsafi
Program Officer, Economic Advancement Program at the Open Society Foundations MENA Program, expert on development and peace building in Sudan
Sarra Majdoub
Political scientist and independent researcher working on Sudan
Amine Ghali (moderator)
Director of Al Kawakibi Democracy Transition Center (KADEM) working on issues of democracy, reform and transition in the Arab region
Belkacem Boukherouf
University lecturer and researcher at the University of Tizi Ouzou and human rights activist
Mohamed Lamine Aissani
Development consultant on Algeria, civil society empowerment expert and Former capacity building coordinator for Amnesty International Middle East & North Africa
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Funny sort of day. Grandma's funeral this morning, then a quick lunch and dashed off to school to see Amber and Jack's Christmas play. Then dashed to nursery to pick up Bella, dashed to my Aunty's house to see some of the family, dashed with Amber to her Rainbow's Christmas party and then finally came home and relaxed a bit. This is the biscuit Bella made at nursery - it must have tasted as good as it looked because she certainly ate it quickly enough!
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Five of the trappers’ ponies had been badly wounded, and Williams was so enraged at the injury which had been done that he was determined to punish the Indians still further. Leaving two men in camp, he ordered the rest to follow him on the fresh trail of the early morning marauders, which led up a small stream. The scouts galloped eagerly forward, and, coming to a rise, were soon within plain view of the red men, who were hurrying along, trying to get two of their wounded comrades to the protection of a grove.
“Dash on to the right!” shouted Williams. “Head the redskins off from that bunch of trees!”
The red men saw in a moment that they would[290] be cut off from the grove, and they made for a patch of willows and stunted box-elders just below them. There were eleven of them in all and the trappers certainly had them cornered.
It was about a hundred yards to the Indians, and a scout named Dockett tried a shot at them. The red men returned fire, wounding him in the thigh. There were a quantity of boulders near by, and Williams ordered his men to roll them up to the brow of the hill, in order to form breastworks. Four of the trappers were left behind this, while Williams told Noble and young Bill Hamilton to follow him to the grove without letting the Indians notice that they had decamped.
In the grove the trappers concealed themselves, and the wisdom of their move was quite clear. The Indians realized that they would all be shot down if they remained in their present position, for the men behind the brow of the hill now had their range. Six of them made a dash for the cluster of trees.
When the scurrying red men were within one hundred yards of the timber, Williams gave orders to shoot. The trappers took careful aim, and, at the flash of their rifles, three of the red men fell face down. The other three gave a yell of despair and ran up the hill. The trappers dashed after them, and the Indians became panic-stricken when they saw the mounted white men debouch from the thick woodland.
Williams raced onward, dashed right at the Indians, and, although shot at, managed to bring both of the[291] redskins to the ground. Now all three had been slain, and the revenge which the trappers had wished for had been fully satisfied. The redskins were Blackfeet, the most thieving class of wild riders of the plains.
There were still five Indians in the willows. Many men would have let them go. But not so with Williams. He was considered the hardest man on the plains to down in a fight with the Indians, for he was never known to quit when once started. It was to be a battle to the bitter end.
“There are five Indians down there who shot at and insulted us,” said he. “They shall have what they would have given us had they been successful in their attack.” Here he turned to young Hamilton. “Boy,” said he, “never let an Indian escape who has once attacked you! I want you to go with me. We will walk to the gulch and approach from below.”
But the trappers held their leader in too high estimation to allow him to thus recklessly expose himself.
“Your orders are going to be disobeyed for once in your life,” said they. “We cannot afford to lose you.”
Williams smiled.
“Evans and I will undertake the job,” cried scout Russell. “You cover us with your fire.”
In a second—and before Williams could answer—they bounded into the gulch below. Both were quick of foot and had been in so many desperate battles that they understood the danger of approaching[292] prostrate redskins; for a wounded Indian is an uncertain animal.
The rest of the scouts kept up a steady fire until Evans and Russell were seen to be close to the willows. Then they ceased, as the two scouts bounded forward, yelling like Indians. The other trappers also rushed down, and although one of the braves had his arrow in his bow—all ready to shoot—he never pulled it. In a very short time it was all over.
The Indians had now been annihilated, and among their effects were found two fine bridles, ammunition, knives, and other articles belonging to trappers. It was evident that some small body of white traders had been surprised by these Blackfeet and put out of the way forever. So ended this stiff little skirmish.
The trappers now kept on their way, set many beaver traps, caught a great many of these animals; and traded with several bands of friendly redskins. The men were all fine shots and often received praise from people for their expertness in fire-arms, but no more than they merited, for an American mountaineer had no equal on the globe. It was necessary that the trappers should be very expert, for they carried their lives in their hands, and were liable to come in contact with roving war-parties at any moment. To be taken prisoner meant torture and death, and it was therefore impossible for an Indian to capture either a scout or a trapper. They knew what would follow.
Young Hamilton thoroughly enjoyed the life and soon became one of the most proficient talkers in sign[293] language on the plains. The trappers reached Fort Bridger, where were many Shoshones, who asked the youthful scout many questions by signs, all of which he answered correctly. This astonished even the older trappers, many of whom thought that he had been raised by some tribe.
Williams now left the men of the plains in order to go to Santa Fé on business, but promised to be back in the spring and organize a new party for a two-year expedition. Before he left he took young Hamilton aside and gave him advice in many matters. He looked upon him as a son, and few fathers ever gave their children better counsel. The trappers decided to trap near Salt Lake, and the Bear and Malade Rivers, during the fall.
When they had proceeded for some distance they were met by a party of Indians, who spoke the Shoshone tongue, and who informed them that they had to pay for going through their country. Perkins—who was now leader of the trappers—tried to make peace with them, but without success. He made the Indians keep away, but they continued to make signs, meaning “dogs,”—which the white men well understood. The trappers held their rifles ready for any emergency.
Perkins cautioned his men to have patience, and, filling his pipe, offered it to the chief, who refused it with contempt, saying: “Big chief never smokes with white dogs.”
The head trapper’s patience was now almost exhausted and he told the chief in plain language to[294] “get out.” His men prepared for action, as he spoke, so the redskins mounted their ponies and departed towards the South. As they rode off, they cast all kinds of insults at the white men, both with signs and in spoken language. It was certain that they would soon follow the trappers and then there would be a big fight.
That night every precaution was taken to guard against a surprise. Two guards were put on duty, to be relieved at midnight, and a well fortified position was chosen for camp. Perkins said that it was customary for the Utahs to attack just before daylight, for this is the time that the redskins expect to find the whites fast asleep. This is what occurred in the present instance.
A little before daylight two or three wolf howls were heard by the guards, who immediately notified Perkins. Soon all the men were up, their packs being placed in a semi-circle as a breastwork. Twenty of the best horses were saddled and tied in a thicket, to protect them from Indian bullets and arrows. Defeat meant death, so the trappers looked stolidly before them, fully prepared for the worst, if it were to come.
The first wolf howls were soon followed by others, coming from nearer points and in a semi-circle. Indians are experts in imitating the cries of owls, wolves and coyotes. So adept are they in the art that it is difficult to distinguish them from the calls of real birds and beasts. Few trappers can successfully imitate these animals, although many endeavor to do so.
It was not long before the attack commenced. Just[295] as day began to dawn the wolf howls ceased and the trappers knew that the crisis was at hand. The Indians had crept to within one hundred yards of camp before they gave the war-whoop. Then they came on—fully one hundred strong—yelping wildly. The trappers were all ready with their rifles and pistols. Three were armed with double-barrelled shot-guns, loaded with half-ounce balls and fine buck-shot.
The Indians raced to within fifty yards before a single trapper fired,—then all began to shoot. The redskins halted. At this the plainsmen began with their six-shooters, one in each hand, for—as a result of long continued practice—they could shoot equally well with either arm. These mountaineers had to be experts in the use of both rifle and pistol, for inability to fire with accuracy meant instant death upon many an occasion.
The red men were much surprised to receive so many shots from but twenty men. They became panic-stricken, for they had not supposed that the trappers possessed two pistols each—twelve shots apiece after their rifles had been discharged. They had expected to rush right over the breastworks, before the rifles could be reloaded. They retreated—assisting many of their wounded. An arrow went through young Bill Hamilton’s cap.
The redskins had received a repulse which they had not expected, and retreated to their villages, taking their dead and wounded with them. The chief, Old Bear, had been slain, as well as many of their bravest warriors. This tribe had frequently robbed small[296] parties of trappers, killing them many times and always treating them with great cruelty. After this fight they usually gave well-organized bodies of trappers the “go by.”
The plainsmen finished their work without being further molested, and then moved on to Bear River. In the spring, trapper Williams returned from Santa Fé, and made a proposition to the men that he should form a company of forty-three and make a two-years’ trip. This was agreed upon, and the expedition soon started, on the 25th of March, 1843. The trappers were divided into four parties, which collected furs in common; that is, each man had an equal share in all furs caught by his own party. For mutual protection they always pitched their tents and lodges together.
They soon passed through the country inhabited by the Bannock Indians. These were troublesome and had many a brush with the stout men of the plains. But the trappers came through every escapade without much loss. The region in which they soon found themselves was rich with beaver and otter; large quantities of which were caught. It was a grandly beautiful country—a paradise for all kinds of game. Bear were particularly plentiful, and many a grizzly and cinnamon fell before the accurate aim of the men in buckskin.
“Young Bill” Hamilton could not be called “Young Bill” any more, because he was a seasoned trapper, and his many experiences with wild men and wild beasts had made it possible for him to hold his[297] own with the most experienced men of the party. The trappers made a wide détour, first going far North, then travelling South to the Carson River in Nevada, where they lost one of their best and most skilled men,—a fellow named Crawford. They were in the Pah Ute country and could tell very readily that the Indians were most unfriendly. In spite of this they set their beaver traps, for they saw that these animals were thick.
As Crawford did not return to camp one evening it was decided to make a search for him. Dockett, who was an outside trapper (or one who had his traps furthest from camp), had seen the missing man setting his traps at a bend in the river, at some distance away. To this point the trappers hurried, and, scouting in some cottonwood groves, in order to make sure that there was no ambush, they went in and soon discovered where one of their number had been at work. Indian tracks were thick near by.
They saw where a horse had stood, and, going to a thick bunch of willows, found the ground saturated with blood. The Indians had lain hidden in this willow patch, knowing that the trapper would come in the morning to look after his traps. They had thrown Crawford into the river, which was four feet deep. He could be easily seen and was soon pulled to dry land. Crawford was a handsome Texan, six feet tall, brave, kind, generous, and well-educated. Five of his traps were found, and four dead beaver. The Indians had stolen what was left, including his rifle, two pistols, and a horse. The trappers were soon back[298] in camp with the body of their comrade, and, when the men saw Crawford, it was plain that death would be the penalty to any of the redskins who had waylaid him. A grave was dug—the trapper was laid to rest in his blankets—and no monument was placed above to mark the spot, for fear that some wandering redskin would dig up the remains of this fearless man of the plains.
The Pah Utes were soon to be encountered, for at two in the afternoon the pickets signalled: “Indians coming on horseback.” The stock was corralled and the scouts stood ready for action. The pickets now rode in and reported sixty Indians, who made their appearance upon a ridge, about three hundred yards from camp.
“Come out and fight! Come out and fight!” yelled the redskins.
Crawford’s death had cut the scouts down to thirty-eight, but that did not worry these hardy souls. It was impossible to keep the men back, so eager were they to avenge the death of their comrade. Leaving three trappers to take care of camp, the others mounted and started away in the direction of the Indians.
When the redskins saw them coming they gave yell after yell, thinking, no doubt, that this would paralyze the white men with fear. Then they divided and charged from two sides. The trappers let them get to within one hundred yards, when they halted and brought their rifles into play. Dropping these upon the ground, they charged with pistols in hand. Fully twenty-five Indians fell before their accurate shots.[299] This bewildered the savages, and, before they could recover, the scouts were in their midst.
One tall redskin was mounted on Crawford’s horse. He tried to get away, but delayed entirely too long. He was caught, knocked prostrate to the ground, and the horse, rifle, and pistols of the dead scout were recovered. Forty-three ponies were captured. Very few of the Pah Utes made their escape. Poor Crawford, you see, was thus revenged in full.
Two horses which the trappers rode were killed. A few of the scouts received arrow wounds, but none were serious. The secret of the frontiersmen’s success was in making every shot count in the first volley. This bewildered the Indians, and, before they could collect their thoughts, the plainsmen were among them. The scouts were an effective body, and were as well drilled in the use of both rifle and pistol as the soldiers of any nation. Their horses, too, were trained to stand fire and to be quick in evolutions. The war-whoops and yells of the Indians simply made them prick up their ears and look unconcerned.
After this affair the little party received little molestation from the red men. At a council it was decided to move, as it was not known how many warriors these Indians could muster, and it was not safe for one or two men to go any distance from camp after furs. The hardy adventurers travelled to the Laramie River, where twenty-five of them determined to go back to St. Louis and to take their furs with them. The original thirteen all returned to the Far West; Williams going to Santa Fé, accompanied by[300] Perkins and six others. It was a sad parting for all, particularly for Bill Hamilton, who had grown to love his comrades like brothers.
Bill was now a seasoned trapper, and the rest of his career on the plains was marked by many hazardous adventures with the redskins. He went to California, during the gold excitement, was in the famous Modoc war of 1856, where he belonged to the “Buckskin Rangers,” and was employed as a scout in the uprising of the Sioux in 1876, which was so disastrous to General Custer and his command. He was among those who followed Crazy Horse to his end, and finally resigned from the service of the Government to resume the free and independent life of a trapper. At eighty-two years of age he was living a peaceful and contented life at Columbus, Montana, where—as he says in his biography—“I am thankful that I can still enjoy and appreciate the wonderful beauties of nature.”
A true plainsman, a great shot, a nervy fighter,—such was “Uncle Bill” Hamilton. At the present time there is no wild and adventurous West to create such characters as this, for bad Indians have passed away forever.
— Famous Frontiersmen and Heroes of the Border: Their Adventurous Lives and Stirring Experiences in Pioneer Days By Charles Haven Ladd Johnston 1913
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Some dream were fulfilled while others were dashed in various competitions at the 33rd annual Bed Races on Thursday, Oct. 10, at Maverick Stadium.
The Kentucky Derby most loved has won six straight occasions and on May 4 at Churchill Downs Omaha Shoreline will attempt to make it seven out of a column when the beginning entryway opens for the 2019 Kentucky Derby/The Richard Mandella learner has been great in winning three straight races including the Renegade Stakes and Arkansas Derby and is recorded at 72 in the live 2019 Kentucky Derby chances at the Westgate Las Vegas SuperBook.when the Baffertprepared yearling won the main leg of steed dashings thirteenth Triple Crown/With such a wideopen field taking the beginning door at Churchill Downs on May 4
Legitimize cleared the Preakness Stakes and Belmont Stakes Displayed by NYRA Wagers to turn out to be only the thirteenth Triple Crown champ ever/Sadly minor damage was found before he hustled again and the foal was resigned to stud obligation at Coolmores Ashford Stud in Kentucky where he remains close by individual Triple Crown legend American Pharoah/
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A year agos sprinter up proceeded to the Preakness where he completed fourth and reemerged later in the mid year to win the betfair.com Haskell Invitational Stakes at Monmouth Park/He was resigned after a disillusioning exertion in the Runhappy Travers Stakes and now is a stallion at Slope n Dale Homesteads in Kentucky/
Capable of being heard was given a getaway after the Derby returning with a success in the Cherokee Run Stakes at Churchill Downs on the Reproducers Glass undercard in November/He completed second in the Evaluation 2 Harlans Vacation Stakes in December and most as of late completed a decent fifth in the $12 million Dubai World Glass in Walk 2019/
Imparted View went off as the greatest longshot in the field however figured out how to beat his chances and completion fourth/After the Derby Ingrained Respect did not race again until September completing ninth in the Pennsylvania Derby/He at that point was moved to the turf completing third in the Evaluation 1 Hollywood Derby in December and making his 4yearold introduction with a sprinter up exertion in a Keeneland turf remittance race this spring/
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Blue and white dashed lines are railroads. Blue dots are schools.
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A wet day in Beaumaris. Heading to Castle Street, we stopped off at the Old Courthouse Museum to get out of the rain.
Victoria Cottage on Victoria Terrace in Beaumaris. It's a Bed & Breakfast now.
Grade II Listed Building.
History
Built within the date range 1835-48 by Thomas Ashurst, erstwhile governor of Beaumaris Gaol, who lived at the adjoining No 10 Victoria Terrace.
Exterior
A 2½-storey 5-bay house, of which the 5th bay is set back, of pebble-dashed walls over a painted stone plinth, a roof of old large slates and with 3 pebble-dashed stacks. The main openings are offset to the L. The doorway in the 2nd bay has a fielded-panel door and overlight incorporating a diamond pane. In the lower storey are 4-pane horned sash windows. In the upper storey are hornless 4-pane sashes, of which the L and R are in added oriel windows, and 2nd bay is blind. The bay set back at the R end has a 12-pane hornless sash window in the upper storey, and boarded door in a splayed, coped wall below. The return of the 4th bay has a small-pane attic window.
In the R gable end is a 6-pane horned sash window in the lower storey, and 2-light small-pane attic casement window. The L gable end has a small-pane attic window to the R of centre, and abuts an extension at the rear of Victoria Terrace. Against the rear are stone steps to the rear of Victoria Terrace.
Interior
Not inspected.
Reasons for Listing
Listed for its special architectural interest as a well-preserved C19 house of definite quality and character, and for group value with Victoria Terrace.
Signs
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A graph showing the change in my body fat as measured by my bathroom scale.
I'm using the visualization trick from The Hacker's Diet: the thick line is a moving average (exponential factor of 0.9) which tends to lag the real value.
This means that as long individual measurements fall on the desirable side of that line, they are dragging the average in the right direction. Very motivating in the face of the daily ups and downs of the measurements.
The dashed line is the model's prediction based on food and exercise logs, subjected to the same moving average.
By eminent architect Robert Rowand Anderson (Edinburgh), 1887. Scots 17th century style community hall. Crowstepped gables throughout. Harled with pebble dashed section to S. Ashlar surrounds to openings, stacks, quoins and eaves course. Pedimented ground floor window to left, breaking eaves; Earl of Elgin's Coronet and initials 'M L E' (Mary Louise, Countess of Elgin) in tympanum. Gable wall to right with tripartite window; above central window in tympanum inscribed; 'THE QUEENS HALL'. Window lintels inscribed; 'ERECTED IN THE JUBILEE YEAR OF QUEEN VICTORIA'. Ashlar chamfered corner to right; inset panel with Elgin coat of arms. Pitched roofs currently being restored.
The Earl of Elgin exploited the nearby deposits of coal and limestone to create accommodation for the workers. The Earls of Elgin were clearly interested in the welfare of their employees; this is evident by the way in which the houses were grouped around a village green, each with a garden and the inclusion of the school and addition of The Queen's Hall to the village. The planned village has survived well and its importance is enhanced by the retention of its associated structures including The Queen's Hall, shop, limekilns and harbour.
Built to commemorate Queen Victoria's Golden Jubilee, The Queen's Hall was gifted by the Dowager Countess of Elgin to the village. It had a hall, reading room, library and bowling green. Although the library was discontinued circa 1980, The Queen's Hall and bowling green continue to be used for their original purpose.