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Rh At Big Timber has been erected the first woolen mill in the state.

Bozeman seemed such a pretty home town, during my summer stop, with the beautiful lawns and abundance of flowers, the vines twining around the houses.

The morning I left Bozeman, Mac, as usual, gave me a few minutes to get ready. I was quietly reading the morning paper, when he came in and said that we would take the Burlington for Butte. I soon got ready, however, as I am accustomed to short notices. The buses and street car had all gone to the train, so he telephoned for a coach. This, of course, all took time, which made us a little late; nevertheless, we started out at a fast pace. On getting in sight of the depot the train seemed ready to leave, but the driver said: "I will make it, if you want me to." Mac