Distinctly Montana Magazine

d i s t i n c t ly m o n ta n a • s p r i n g 2 0 1 4 42 are the most chivalrously courteous among them. And the modest-looking "plunger" who has drunk the greatest number of high-balls is the most gravely, quietly polite of all. The roll- ing, rollicking, musical profanity of the "ould sod" — Bantry Bay, Donegal, Tyrone, Tipperary — falls much less limpidly from the cigaretted lips of the 10-year-old lad than from those of his mother, who taught it to him. One may notice that the husband and wife who smile the sweetest at each other in the sight of the multitudes are they whose countenances bear vari- ous scars and scratches commemorating late evening orgies at home; that the peculiar solid, block-shaped appearance of some of the miners' wives is due quite as much to the quanti- ty of beer they drink as to their annual maternity; that the one grand ruling passion of some men's lives is curiosity; — that the entire herd is warped, distorted, barren, having lived its life in smokecured Butte. A single street in Butte contains people in nearly every walk of life — living side by side resignedly, if not in peace. In a row of five or six houses there will be living min- ers and their families, the children of which prevent life from stagnating in the street while their mothers talk to each other — with the inevitable profanity — over the back-fences. On the corner above there will be a mysterious widow with one child, who has suddenly alighted upon the neighborhood, stealthily in the night, and is to be seen at rare intervals emerging from her door — the target for dozens of pairs of eager eyes andhalf as many ea- ger tongues. And when the mysterious widow, with her one child, disappears some night as suddenly and as stealthily as she appeared, an outburst of highly-colored rumors is tossed with astonishing glibness over the various back- fences — all relating to the mysterious widow's shady ante- cedents and past history, to those of her child, and to the cause of her sudden departure, — no two of which rumors agree in any particular. Across on the opposite corner there will be a company of strange people who also descended suddenly, and upon whom the eyes of the entire block are turned with absorbing interest. They consist of half-a-dozen men and women seemingly bound together only by ties of conviviality. The house is kept closely-blinded and quiet all day, only to burst forth in a blaze of revel in the evening, which revel lasts all night. This goes on until some momentous night, at the request of certain proper ones, a police officer glides quietly into the midst of a scene of unusual gaiety — and the festive com- pany melts into oblivion, never to return… Farther down the street there will live an interesting being of feminine persuasion who has had five divorces and is in course of obtaining another. These divorces, the causes therefor, the justice thereof, and the future prospects of the multi-grass widow, are gone over, in all their bearings, by the indefati- gable tongues. Every incident in the history of the street is put through a course of sprouts by these same tireless members… The aris- tocratic family with the Irishpoint curtains in the windows — that lives on the county; the family whose husband and father gains for it a comfortable livelihood forging checks; the miner's family whose wife and mother wastes its sub- stance in diamonds and sealskin coats and other riotous living; the family in extremely straitened circumstances into which new babies arrive in great and distressing num- bers; the strange lady with an apoplectic complexion and a wonderfully foul and violent flow of invective — all are discussed over and over and over again. No one is omitted. And so this is Butte, the promiscuous — the Bohemian. specialists in automated lighting and computer-driven sound systems 406.932.5400 www.5400.tv SMART SOLUTIONS FOR LIGHT AND SOUND BuSINeSS HOMe eveNTS "And so is is Bue, e promiscuous—-e Bohemian."

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