Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, November 17, 1889, Page 7

WAKE UP! This gentlem an has waked up too late. %o Hellman s for some more, Bt this fsnothing to the fact that some men in this elty have not yer waked up to the fact that M. Hellman & Uo. 15 the best place to get clothes, The public in general Knows it well 0 gnough, and yet there are unfortunate exceptions who persist in going elsewhere to get less value for more monoy. But M, Hellman & Co., are wido awako. pest matorials at the lowest price: 'nd fitting garments. a His clothes ure gone, and ho will have to send around We inaugurate this week an enormous clearance sale, al though in mid-season, and strictly one price. ognize no limit, They got up (n season to catch the newest styles, the and the most recent (m provements in the methods of cutting They are alw. e before their competitors, *“As all know,” when we determine to make a sweep, we reg= Your opportuuity to obtain seaso nable goods and choice selections at rock-bottom figures is now before you., In overcoats, we are offering lot 8565, which represents a fancy black chinchilla, no trash, but a good serviceable garment for every day wear, at $5.00, Lot 4317 is a Fancy Cashmere Ulsterette, just the coat for present weather; warm, durable and strong, at $7,00, Lot 8621, a Fancy Scotch Plaid Ulsterette in dark brown colors wide collars and double seamed, the best value in the market at$7.00. Lot 8024, a long gray twvilled Ulsterette, all wool, a big drive at $8.50. Lot 8132, an extra long blue Chinchilla, a handsome garment, marked down to $0.00, you'll Lot 8386 is an extra long Cainchilla garment, made up of an especial order, perfection in fit and all the appearances of the tailor cut, at $12.00. Lot 8068 represents the second invoice of this quick seller, a beauty in blue Chinchilla, regular length, dressy and a world beater at pay $12.00 elsew here and think you have hought a bargain at that. our price, $10.00. Lot 4388 represents a line of blue, black and brown German Eeaver Overcoats, handsomely made up and well adapted for dress wear, only $10.00, and hundreds of others. Tnis clearance sale also embraces the largest and handsomest variety of Men's Suits, Boys’ Suits, Youths’ Suits, Hats, Caps, ete,, In Omaha. your patronage, and guarantez value rece.ved and pzrfect satisfaction. . HELEMAN & C We want Mail order: Vi lr 4 solicited. THREE OF A KIND. Thewbove ploture ropresents v(hree of akind:'—(well drossed gents) and yet they are notof & kind as three aistinct styles are shown. In nddition to these we can also Show several 0shor equally fashionable garments und inall styles. We can fit lean, medfum or fat men. You can't hio.p vt be pleased with What we are now offering, for while those garments are egual to any tailor made clothos, they cost but a fraction of what would be charged for them were they to come out of a tailor sho 1t costs but little to be well dressed if you will but give us a change to show you what a real eans, HE WAS ALWAYS COURTEOUS. An Old Soldier Tells a New Story of Lincoln. A HARD MAN UNDER THE PUMP, How General Sherman Was Inter- viewed By a Washington Corres- vondent—Dougherty the Short Stop—Wallace's Coolness. COurrent Anecdotes. A certain soldier who bears the mark of a rebel bullet in his face is looking for a place in the postolfice under the new regime, says the Detroit Sunday News. He wants to he a stamp clerk, To-day a friend of his remarked: “You are not handsome enough to be astamp clerk. A nice little dude will 1 probably get it.” “*Well,” replied the soldier, **Old Abe wasn’t handsome, but he got there jjust the same. And he was one of those chaps that could be courteous to high and low. Early in 61 I went over to the capitol to sce Representa- tive Porter, who was trying to geta bill through letting old soldiers’ letters o free in the mails. I wanted to get a puckage of envelopes franked. I ran against a man on the capitol steps and asked him if he knew where Mr. Por- ter's office was, and he said he didn’t, but thought he could huut it out for me. He turned back and stuck his head into every door until we struck the right place, and he left, saying: ‘Porter is in here. Isaw him through the chinks.” Four or five clerks rushed up and wanted to know what I wanted, and one of them said: ‘Do you know who was with you?” I answered that T didn’t, and he'said: ‘Why, it was Mr. Lincoln, the president.’ The following story, told by Mr, Herndon, gives & good idea of Lincoln’s way of practiciug law. It is told by one who happened to be in Lincoln’s office and heard what d. He suys, writ- . Ing to Mr. Herndol ‘One morning not ng before Lincoln’s nomination I was n your office and heard the following. r. Lincoln, seated at the baizecovered table in the center of the office, histened Mttentively to a man who talked earn- estly and in & low tone, After being thus entuad for some time, Lincoln at last broke in, and I shall never forg bis reply. ‘Yes, bhe said, can doubtless gain your case for you; we can set a whole neigh- borhood at lon{lerhendr. we can distress a widowed mother and her six father- less children, and thoreby get for you 8600, to which you seem to have a legal claim, but which rightfully belongs, it appears to me, as much to the woman and her children as it does to you. You aust remember that some things legall right are not morally rmght. We shall not take your case, but will give youa little advice, for which we will charge you nothing. You seem to b asprightly, energetic man; we would advise you to u-‘ your hand in making 8600 in some other way.” If this sortof thing was dreadful x irregular and by no means caleulated to enrich the firm of Lincoln Herndon it furnished reminiscences, dissemination of which enshrined the senior partner in the hearts of the people.” et we ST have met in wy day and genera- tion some pretly tough subjects to in- terview,” says & prominent Washing- ton correspondent, ‘‘but the hardest man 1 ever met in the interviewing line when he was not in the humor ror it was General Sherman. In the sum- mer of 1881, when Garfield was dying, General Sherman . was stopping for a few hours in a western city where I was a reporter. [ was ordered to geta column interview with .him at least. I found the general in his room, and af- ter a few introductory remarks I ash ‘““What1s the object of your visit here, general, at this time?’ T don’t know as that is any of your business.” ““‘Where do you go from here, gen- eral?’ s*About my business, sir.’ ***What is “your opinion of the medi- cal treatment to which President Gar- field is being subjected?’ 7 ***If you wish to know anything on that point write to Dr. Bliss; I am not a medical expert.’ ‘And 80 the interview continued. My questions were pointed vnes, to be sure, but no more pointed than the general’s replies. I should have withdrawn from the room atan carly stage of the pro- ceedings had I not observed a merry twinkle in the old warrior’s eyes, while 1 also noticed that his companions were nearly suffocating in their attempts to control their evidently mirthful feel- ings. Isaw then thatthe general was trying to bluff me, and I was deter- mined not to be bluffed. The next day the paper came out with the interview ust as it occurred and it created a good éeul of amusement, which, I was subse- quently informed, the gencral secretly chuckled over ina self-satisfied man- ner.” ““I was never made to feel quite so small in all my life,” said Daniel Dougherty to a party of lawyers in New York recently, *as I was on my last visit to the Italian capital. Standing on one of the seuts in the ruined Colos- geum, I seemed to see re-enacted in the arena below the scenes of gladiatorial days. Ihad peopled the vast auditor- ium with the Roman populace, absorbed in contemplation of the terrible strug- le between man and beast that m, magination had conjured up.” Sai one of the listening lawyers, sotto voce, *‘Rats!” *'I could almost hear,” resumed the gifted orator, ‘‘the groans of the poor wretches whose vitals were being rent by the savage brutes against whom they were 80 unevenly pitted.” Anrother lawyer quietly rung one of the Phila- delphia *‘chestnut bells.” 4 **Lost thus in my thoughts,” contin- ued the tic pleader from Philadel- {;(I:‘:u. *'1 was startled almost out of my ts by a most tremendous whack on the shoulder. When I had somewhat regained my composure and a modicum of dignity, I demanded of my assailant an explanation of his unconventional behavior,” “‘Aw! I know you, you know,’said he in English, and with'a kuowing leer; ‘you're Doughertv, of Philadelphia.’ “Admitting the soft impeachment, and, to say truly, not a little flattered at being so recoguized. in a foreign clime Tasked the gentleman if I h —ahem! —ever had the pleasure of meeting him an person before. ***Oh, no,’ said he, ‘but I know of you very well, The first time I ever saw you was in London, when yonb‘;lwlnynd nhoruw? for the Athletic base ball club in 1876, In patriotism Mrs. Lew Wallace and her husband stand sMoulder to shoulder differing only in his wearing the straps. She had need of all her courage in some of their hulr-gr!zzlm{ experiences in New Myxico, when her husband was there, says & writer in the Ladies Jour- nal. They found border-ruffianism in all its pristine glory and General Wal- Lace sot about breaking up the business. Ono of a gung who boasted that he had killed o man for every yoar he hud lived (he was then twenty-one) pledged his word nnd honor us u desperado that he would track Wallace until’ he had shot him; with so much at stake they played very earnestly and Ben Hur “wore his beavor up? and pistol cocked for him. Finally ho took lodgings 1n the samo ssme hotel and at night Gen- cral Wallace closed the door of his room. His wife speaking of the heat opened it and he quietly suid “itsbest not to huve it opon ——— i in the houso watching his chunco to shoot met.” We can fancy the alucrity with which she then shut the door and that sho bly corked the keyhole, s Mis snifi did the winé bottle, w paper! With rifle at hand ana mpstol under bis pillow Governor Wallace lny down and slept—better than his wifo did, you may be sure. Congressman John Allen, of Missis- sippi, was the central figure of a pleas- ant group of southern gentlemen at the Hoftman house yesterday, says the New York Star. The witty southern repre- sentative is always at his best when tetling an entertaining story. In talk- ing about the amusing incidents con- nected with political eampaigning in his congressional district, he veluted several stories in the negro dialect, among the best of which wasthe follow- ing: I had just returned from ‘making a political speech,” smd Mr. Allen, “when I was met at the door by old ‘Aunty’ Allison, an aged negro woman, who nursed me in childho ‘With her big, black, good-nature face all wreathed in smiles, she sa1d: ‘Bless ma soul! Mass'r John, but how yo' don’ min’ me o' yo' deah ole gran‘fa’r. walk like him, talk like him, act like him,. an’am jes’ ke him in politiks, 0o, “Why, aunty, T never know that m grandfather had been active in pol- itics,” said T. *$tOh, 'deed and deed he wah, Mass'r John. He wah jest like yo'self in that pa’ticlah.’ *In what way, aunty? *“*Oh, he wah all de time a holdin’ of- fice.” “What office did grandfather hold, sunty? ‘*Jes’ de same '—candidate.’ "’ Julian Magnus tells an amusing tale of the late . A. Sothern’s first knock- out by the public, says the Detroit Free Press. He was playing Tord Dun- dreary in a_small town whose regular play-goers Mlumed themselves on their imperturbable (therefore aristocratic) demeanor in the theater. A joker who lived 1n that town had just™ returned from New York and gravely put in cir- culation that it was extremely un- fashionable to laugh at comedians. ‘The hint ‘‘took.” Sothern played the first act in a frigid atmosphere. He could not understand it, but he called the company together before the sec- ond act and implored them to “pitch in and wake ‘’em up.” hey did their prettiest, but without per~ ceptible result, Utterly beaten, the f""" lau‘fh-mnkur disconsolately dived nto the dressing room, Presently the manager of the house joined him. ‘‘Shake! Ned, old boy,” he exclaimed. “You're doin’ great. Got’em sure. Never seen a more delighted audience.” “What!” was the comedian’s dazed response. ‘‘‘Delighted’ be blowed. Thaz,huven't cracked a smile.” *Laughed, sir!” replied the home manager, I should hope not. There was one man that snickered, and we bounced bim afore he knowed what ailed him.” The king had a terrible fear of hell, and believed that anybody not in favor with the Jesuits would surely be damned, says the author of the Life and Letters of Churlotte Elizabeth, My son once wished to tuke a certain gentle- man into his service. The Jesuits, to injure the said gentleman in the king's estimation, said he was a Jansenist. His majesty sent for my son, and said to him: “What is this L hear? Are you thiniing of taking a Jensenist into your service?” **[?”" unswered my son; *I nevereven thought of sucha thing?” “But,” said the king, “youare certainly going 10 take ——, whose mother isa Jansenist?”? “As for him,” replied my sou, laughing, *“far from being Jansen- ist. he does not even believe in God!”? “Oh,” said the king, much relieved, *‘if that is all, take him and welcome.” Senator Vest is in town, and,as usual, has a new story, writes a Washington corrvespondant of the Baltimore Ameri- can, This time it is on himself. It huppened while he was on the western meat investigation trip. A few congenial spirits were playing poker, and the senator, in a neglige flannel shirt, corduroy trousers and a feit hat, was an interested members of the party. Luck had not been remark- ably good, so far us the Missourian was concerned, and his pile of checks grad- ually dwindied down, and was trans- ferred to the player on the opposite side of the table. = All the veady money he possessed was poured out to stem the losing tide, but the senator could not recoup his losses. **That’s a nice look- ing shirt you have on, Vest,” remarked one of the players. ‘‘That does settle it,” rejoined Vest. Hang me if I'll play in'a game where they cast lots for afellow’s garments.” This ended the game, The most eccentric millionaire in New York is probably Charlea Broad- way Rouss, suys the New York Star. He served in the confederate army under Stonewall Jackson, and is a Virginisn by birth. Thirteen years ago he was ruined and $50,000 in debt. To-day he is building a massive structure 200 feet deep, 75 feet front, and twelve stories nigh on Broadway,! Mhis building will cost $1,000,000 whem finished and is paid {for step by step. Hii business methods are unique, © has400 employes and pays seventy-five off every day. This makes every day a pay day. His annual income is estimoted at $550,000. Mr, Rouss’ energy is wodderful, He works from 6 in the morning till 10 at night. He does not spend ‘more than $1,000 per year outsiae of his household expenses. His principal sourcé.of amusement is to stand on the rear iplatform of a street carand throw dimes and nickels to boys. A short time ago an English syndicate offered him $2,000,000 for his business, Mr. Rouss, who is fifty-two years old, is a greatadvocate of phonetic spelling, and writes sl his personal let~ ters on that plan. i ey Speaking of his grave recalls an inci~ dent in the lusy illness of Jackson in which *the ruling spirit was strong in death,” says an exchange. A clergy- man { the name of Edwards called upon him and tried to draw him out in regard to his religious views. Fearing that the general was very weak in that quarter, and hoping that there might be some repentance for past sins in his heart. he asked: “*Well, general, what act of your life do you regret most?” He felt assured that }wkwn would say the duel that he fought with Dickinson, Although very feeble, the old hero rose up 1o bed, leaned on his elbow, and rais- ing his long, bouy hand, cried: *‘8y the eternal, my greatest regret isnot hang- ing that traitor, John C. Calhoun.” A deadly hatred existed between the two men which even the presence of death could not conquer. RUSSELL WAS A RUSTLER. Anecdotes of ths Boyhood Days ot Millionaire Sage. The simpliciti' of his early days has clung to Russell Sage all through his startlicg successes, says the New York Morning Journal, With 325,000,000 in cash at his com- mand at any time he may need it 1n his business. Mr, Sage looked to-day more like 4 sturdy old farmer than a capitalist. He has the means to gratify every tasto that even a king might have, yet he lives in a comparatively modest manner 1n Fifth avenue. He was born in Verona, Oneida county, August 16, 1816, His parents were poor, and he had but little oppor- tunity to secure an education. Gifted with a keen and observing intellect he, as 800n as given the power to thipk, be- gan to lay the foundation of his future successy, Many of the old farmers in Oneida county who were boys with Mr. Sage, to-day get about the big box stove in the “Corners’™ grocerystore and tell stories of how he early developed his capacity for getting just a ‘‘lectle shade” the best of a trade. Marbles were not plentiful at the time Mr. Sage was a boy, but he some- how managed to secure a corner on what the hoys called *‘commeys,” They do say that he was in the habit of *inching up,” notwithstanding the protests of the others who were with him on the warm side of the old log school house. It was there he had the elements of an education pounded into him for three months every year by a teacher whose chief recommendation was his u.bilitf' to whip the biggest boy in the school. When spring finally came young Sage calmly awaited the resultsof his enterprise, He had all the marbles, and the other boys wanted them; he was willing to dicker, and would listen to any proposition that the others made, He usually managed to get about 500 per cent on his original investmentin the way of the skins of animals which the other boys had secured on their hunting trips. These young Sage took to the village store and sold for cash or traded for powder and shot which he might find use for himself, The only bit of humor which Mr. Sage remembers to have experienced if his early days was when one of the school-teachers remarked that he was ‘‘a very suge boy.” This remark was brought out by the youth’s remarkable fonduess for arithmetic. His chief de- sire scemed to be to excel in addition, and he followed this branch of study so closely that he could run a column of four figures two steps at a time. Young Sage’s aptitude for trading never deserted him. One of his early friends says: “One Sunday, when Russell and I were at church and were kneeling for the benediction, Russell bantered me for a trade of jack-kuives, and the transaction was consummated as we huweg our heads in apparent supplica- tion. Russell’s brother had some of his characteristics, and they were, as the; called it, always “‘dickering” with eac) other, Since in after life flusoell Sage was the head of the firm they had estab- lished, and was always the head and front of their enterprises,it is presumed that Russell early demonstrated the fact that his commercial instincts and abilities were by far the strongest. An old friend says: “One day Russell and his brother went to town, and in the neighborhood frequented by the farmars found an old woman who was selling little cakes at 2 cents each, Russell, though he had an abundence of mouey, broke one of the cakes in two and gave the woman o cent. Then turning to his brother he said: “If you want tho other half you can invest your own money.” Through some means young Sage got hold of an old silver watch that was much after the style of that owned by Captain Cuttle. It wasa watch that would do unybm]i' credit if wound and set every hour. In the course of a year Russell had secured what was in those days a rarity--a gold watch, It is not supposed that ho lostanything in the various transactions that led up to his getting this prize. He had no particular use for a watch, as like most boys raised in the country he could tell when it was meal time by glancing at the sun. He went to bed when that luminary sank below the hor- izon, and got up only when his father threatened to throw a pail of cold water on him. So he traded the watch for a horse. Mv. Sage looks like a regular Yankee, and people of that class are proveriial for their keenness in swapping horses. He has kept up his predilection for trading in }our-lool.ud animals as well as futures to the present day, and has never been known to regret his acquisi- tion of any horse. If a horse-dealer offers to sell an ani-~ mal to Mr. Sage to-duy he is instantly met with a proposition to trade—he can do no business in the way of a cash transaction. ‘When he was but fifteen years of age Russell Sage went to work in the gro- cery store of his brother Henry in Troy, and there got his first insight into real commercial life. His aptitude for business soon led him to enter into copartnership with an- other brother, and they started another store, and, with their knowledge of farm life, they were enabled to deal in products of the soil and in horses and cattle, Here, when but eighteen years old, Mr. Sage began the real foundation of his fortune, and as his enterprise and wealth grow he looked for greater flelds in which to work. The brothers bought a vessel in which to send their merchan- chandise to market in New Yorlk. Then Russell Sage became interested 1n railroads, and transferring his home to New York at once entered upon a career of prosperity that has continued to the present time, when he is num- b;arcd among the richest men in the city, i Indinn Dog Dance. ‘‘The southern Utes had. their dog dauce about the middle of September, said Charles A. Bartholomew, their agent, to a Kansas City Journal repor- ter. “The dog dance is one of the great feasts and dances of the southern Utes. A fine dog is boiled for the occasion, upon which a feast is made. There is dunolnfi. and a number of the bucks go through many gyrations, keeping time to a drum beat, with weird incantations and songs, The dancers are almost naked, *It is not a general custom of the Utes to eat dogs,” said Mr, Bartholo- mew, ‘‘and 1 only know of them in- dulging in that kind of a feast at the time of vhis dance. It is a kind of bj, medicine affair, A dog is selected an, boiled. The bucks or a certain number of them, dance in an almost naked con- dition. The dog is eaten, which is lu‘)- posed to guard and protect them in certain ‘ways, The Utes have made many strides toward civilization, and have accomplished a great deal, but the dog dance and other customs show what a hold superstition still has upon them.” Sl The Deuver State lottery cowpany wants agents. Tickets 60 cents. Ad- dress A, C. Ross & Co., Denver, Colo. A ROUMANIAN DINNER A Place of Wild Musio and the Beaus tiful Women. ‘I'he food is as strange asthe melodies. When, for instance, at the invitation of several distinguished Roumanians I dined at the Roumanian restaurant built in the exhibition, I was first of- fered, as.an appetizer, a glass of tzuica, says a letter in the Philadelphia Tele- graph. This 1s an alcohol made from plumbs. It like the Hungarian slivoche, but is less alcoholic, and has not so strong a medicinal flavor. Served in small, rough little glass bottles, con- taiving about two liquor glasses full, you are supposed to drink from the bottle, and to empty the nottle. If a glass is given, this is a con- cession 10 western prejudices. After having duly foruified my- self with this strange but potent decoction, I was introduced to the mys- teries of a Roumanian soup. This was made with water in which had been steeped for several days the bran of In- dian corn. When the bran had fer- mented and the water became thor- oughly acid, the liquid was drawn off and used to stew lamb, This acid lamb soup is, it appears, very popular in the east. It is certainly refreshing. I pre- ferred, however, the vino albe, or light natural white wine, which leaves a per- fumed flavor in the mouth, though it is such an ordinary wine that in Rou- mania it sells for 5 to 6 cents the litre, Then we had some excellent stewed chicken with paprika sauce, as in Hun- gary, and other dishes that did not seem 80 strange. In the middle of it all, however, I was brought, as agreed troat, a lurge basin full of curdled soiu milk, To have obtained thisin Paris was thought a great triumph, and 1 was _tol I might now imagine myself in Roumania, This I tried to do, though the sour cream was not very inuplrinf. but 1 succeeded to some extent when I looked at the Roumanian musicians with -their white cloaks and black braiding, and listened to their wild music. This effort of imagination however, was still more easy, and also more agreeable, when I allowed myself to contemplate three Roumanian women who, in native dress, presided at a high counter. Unlike our English bar gir! they bad nothing to do. They ocould not even flirt, for the simple reason thas they could only speak Roumanian. They gave no orders to the waiters, they had no accounts to keep, but the; sat listlessly, and occasionally mksx with one another, while hundreds of eager, curious people, stared and stared at them., Outside the restau- rant, with their noses flattened against the glass windows passersby pua{lmd i to have a gratuitous glance at these strange things and strange for- eign iwupla. L looked, too, and the more I looked the more 1 became recon- ciled to Roumaanian musicians, to the shrill whistle of vhe fair flute player, to the sour soup, to the curded milk, and thought only of the pale face, the large almond eyes, the regular features, the model lips and the teeth of these u- manian beauties; teeth, indeed, so per= fect aud so sound that they would be the despair of the denta! profession. The dress was white, covered with blue and red embroidery, the jewelry of the ori- ental style, a large mirring of gold with many coias that clashed at every movement,and all thisadorning a distin- guished-looking person of statuesque regularity in figure and feature, On the whole, therefore, I preferred the Roumanian women to the Roumanian dinner and the Roumanian music; not but that both the latter had their ade vantages and thew charms,