Patients young & old at Manhattan's cityrun Bellevue Hospital marvelled one day last week at an oldster who arrived to entertain them for the publicity which all such charity performances are accorded by the city's press. He was ''Powder River Jack" Lee, a leathery, garrulous, honest-injun cowboy from the wild old West. Wearing a ten-gallon hat and brightly decorated chaps he sang rip-roaring cowboy songs in a voice which he says will carry 300 yards against the wind. He bucked and reared as if he were riding a snorting bronco. He played...
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