In Chicago a month ago Tim McCoy's Real Wild West & Rough Riders of the World was let loose with charging horses, yippiding cowboys, lassos thrown to rope in the general public. In Washington last week McCoy's broncos seemed all too sadly busted. First, F. Stewart Stranahan of Providence, R. L, with a $17,500 claim against the show, threw it into receivership. Then, padding at Stranahan's heels, a delegation of McCoy's Sioux Redmen visited Commissioner of Indian Affairs John Collier, threatened a sitdown strike against Tim McCoy unless he: 1) came through with back pay, 2) furnished more than one clean shirt a week, 3) provided free war paint. Sent back to the show by Collier, the Sioux refused to perform. In a big frontier-drama act where white men were supposed to make Indians bite the dust, for two performances there was not a Sioux Indian to bite.
After that, there were no performances at all. Restrained by court order from moving on to Baltimore, the show folded for good in Washington, a martyr to McCoy's belief that the Buffalo Bill tradition still has life in it.