rth-West Mounted Police and also to the Canadian authorities
generally for assistance given to many of the citizens of Montana in
recovering horses stolen from our territory." And that the Police were
just as ready and willing to see the Indians got their dues either way
is evidenced by another entry in which Deane pithily says, "A Blood
Indian named 'Mike' laid an information against a Blackfoot for stealing
his horse. 'Mike' recovered his horse and the Blackfoot is now serving
three months' imprisonment here." Touching on the question of smuggling
near the boundary, Deane tells of a patrol consisting of Constables
Campbell and Chapman who, between Pendant d'Oreille (evidently a place
where people should step lively, for the Superintendent says it
"bristles with rattlesnakes") and Writing-on-Stone. These constables
came across a man named Berube with five horses and a wagon. His story
did not sound well to them, and so they asked him to come to camp. He
agreed with evident reluctance, and when he said he was hungry and his
team tired, the Police told him to unhitch the team, mount one of them
and come along to camp for breakfast. Then Berube wished to get his
pocket-book out of the wagon, but instead he fished out a revolver and
galloped away saying he would riddle them if they followed. Of course
they followed. With the usual Police restraint they forbore to shoot.
Campbell overtook the smuggler, but just as he ranged alongside the
policeman's horse stumbled and fell, Campbell, leaping off as the horse
fell and grabbing at the halter of Berube's horse, but failing to hold
him owing to the speed. Berube again threatened the riddling process,
but the constables chased him to a slough, where the smuggler's horse
got mired, but Berube tried to lead him out. Campbell fired in the air,
but Berube kept going, whereupon Campbell shot the smuggler's horse, and
the patrol took Berube and his four horses into camp. Deane says that as
the horses appeared to be glandered, he wired for Veterinary Surgeon
Wroughton (now the able Assistant Commissioner), who declared the case
virulent, and ordered everything destroyed. This was done, and Deane
adds, "The slaughter and destruction were carried out by the Police,
some of whose clothes suffered destruction in the process for which
they, not unreasonably, look for some compensation." And we hope they
got it. Handling glanders was almost as dangerous as either the bullets
or the rattlesnake