.\oIoh From the North Fork.To the Editor of The Chief.Considerable excitement Ims leen created in this vicinity by the peculiar movementsof several suspicious characters, who have been prowling around here lately. A portion of our people claim that they are horse thieves, while another portion are equally confident that they are tract peddlers. As a result, the former portion have been sleeping in their stables the past few nights watching their equine stock, while the latter lmve stood guard over their chicken coop*. Hutto-day the invstery is solved, and we have * • * 'discovered tlmt these men, whom we imagined had a ten-year penitentiary look about them, were merely office seekers und candidates.As soon as our people get their threshing done, you will see the old political pot beginning to boil. 1 have an idea that some of our candidates will get theirs done about the time the election closes.By the way, we have bad a cyclone of girl babieslat.lv. Mrs. Adams and Kstes took tlie lead and Mrs. (Jeo. Wade followed suit. Samuel is jubilant, and mother and child are r lively ; but (Jeorge’s case i* doubtful. I here is hope yet for the pre-liistoric old bachelor* cif this valley, if they only live long enough.Considerable building is going on in the North Fork vallev. At Hotchkiss’ a new j town has heen laid out by the irrepressible Joe Reich, lie i- now building a store and a residence. Mr. Swendt is also putting up a commodious building for a wagon and blacksmith shop, to he followed by a hotel and feed stable. The district is going to build a tine school house, 2tx40, which will give the new town quite a send off.Threshing is going on lively. All kinds of grain are excellent. It is estimated tin* vallev und surrounding mesas will produce over yuf000 bushels of small grain this season.Winter wheat ha*' d«»ne remarkably well.Samuel Wade hits a field hard to heat, that%was sown three years ago.Corn is now ripening, and promise* a bountiful yield. Kilos Hotchkj** ha* 25 acre* that is now ripe.Rear hunting is all the rage here now, a* our people are getting ready to tackle the coming election and county seat question.Rert ( lark had a ‘‘bit ofdiftcooshiu w ith a big one, (a hear, not county seat) up on the Muddv. It was a hand to hand set to. !!•• *aved one leg of his pants and the barrel of Ids gun. The hear held the fort.A few davs afterward* our warlike friendKnowles rounded up seven or eight of In-logs and struck out, ostensibly for a deer, hut in realitv for a hear. He found one; yes, two of them. 1 Ids was one more than ne wanted, hilt as he had fought everything from a buzz -aw to a county coiiiiiibftioncr, he hissed on the dogs, repeated the old limit-•r*s prayer. Lord, if you won’t help me,I on t help the hear, and I'll tackle the euss if he eats me/' For a few moments it rained old clothes, sag,, brush and dogs. The quantity on hand soon gave out. am! while bruin was hunting for a fr h supply, Henry crawled out from under a ledge where he nud heen thrown, some fifty feet hclow, and nobbled lioiuc. He saved his gun, hut his log* were a total wreck. He afterward* re-marked, in tlie language of tin- old mao to ni* miii who had been kicked by a mule:* * I f lie nint as purty now a* be was before, lie know* a blamed sij'lit more.PlONKF.ft.