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stepped into a prairie dog hole, throwing him to the ground. It was some time before he recovered consciousness. Col. Horace Hooker, the broncho buster, is in his native element when there are cows to punch or a bucking broncho to ride. Horace is the life of the round-up. Bay Shannon, for whom the United States marshal was anxiously looking with a request to do duty in Uncle Sam’s court at Las Cruces as juryman, is with the boys holding his own on a bucking broncho, as well as at the mess wagon.J. E. Wolford, of Lone Mountain, one of the most respected citizens of Grant county, met with a serious accident while blasting logs near his ranch Monday last. He was using black powder, which exploded prematurely. Every stitch of clothing except the shoes were blown off his body, and from the waist up the skin on the front side of the body was blown en- tirely off. The skin hung down in long shreds, like the moss on a tree, and when the arms were held up they resembled a bat’s wings. The most serious injury was done to Mr. Wolford’s two hands, the palms of which were badly torn, and all the nails but one were gone from the fingers, as if torn out by pincers. The skin was also stripped from both legs from the middle of the thighs down to the shoe tops. In this condition Mr.