Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, May 25, 1902, Page 29

“The Rainmakers”---Omaha Commercial Club ARTHUR SMITIH AS A CAB DRIVER LINE-UP OF “THE RAINMAKERS" COMMERCIAL CLUB MEMBERS WHO WENT CHARLIE ON THE SOUTH PLATTE EXCURSION. JOHAND OUT FOR BUSINESS. Episodes and Incidents in the Lives of Noted Pecople ENATOR PERKINS of Californiu called o1 President Roosevelt with a constituent who sought a consular appointment. Inanswer to the president the visitor said ke had no doubt Senator Perkins would give him strong indorsement. ‘I am ready to rest my chances on what the senator will say,” he added, “on one condition. I must be permitted to leave the room after the senator. I want to hear all he says, Mr President, if it's all the same to you and to him."” e e Not the least picturesque figure at the coronation of King Edward will be Madho Singj Badadur, the maharajah of Jeypore, an Indian state with a population of about 2,500,000, He will be attended by a retinue of 120 persons and he has chartered am Anchor line steamship of 5,000 tons to con- vey him and his suite to London. The ma harajah is 41 years old and has ruled his state for twenty-two years He aid to be descended through 140 generations from Rama, the greatest legendary hero of Indla is When the late Congressman Cummings was a Washington correspondent he re ceived the graphic orders to get some Ir formation from Secretary Seward, but the latter curtly told the young man he could not be bothered. Cummings drew himself up and said very deliberately: ‘“You seem that to forget, sir, there are three parties seeking this interview—you, the secretary of state the correspondent of the v York Sun, who comes to you on a perfectly proper errand, and an American citizen who considers himself the equal of any man on earth, and who will not be insulted by you or any other person.” Mr. Seward promptly invited him to sit down and gave him all the information he wished —& in the '60s Governor Nye of Nevada an inveterate poker player while at Stillwater he in the presence of the Piutes. Capsue ed the play with him and the request w The play was bits limit The Indian's the governor, who cheated outrageously, soon won all the money. Capsue then put up his saddle, which quickly went with his Back was One time poker chief of governor to as granted and a dolla: $10 ana was playing Capsue, peace as two ante capital was cash His blanket followed His pony was staked and lost. The governor's face wore a wicked smile. ‘‘Governor,” sald the Indian, *“you got my money, my saddle, my blanket and my pony; now I bet you my squaw.” The governor's expression at once became benevolent. ‘“‘Capsue,*’ he explained, “I cannot take your wife—the paleface does not indulge in double blessings of this variety; but if you will promise never to play poker g I will give you back your money and property.’”” Capsue was delighted after that told the to what a great man was your and illustrate Governor Nye. always story Thirty ago neral Palma, president-elect of Cuba, hastily mother, a victim of Spanish cruc obscure cemetery in Bayamo cross to mark the spot Last week, with all tokens of respect and love, he and his friends disinterred the remains, p'aced them in a stately tomb bearing a tablet with this inscr ption: “Candelaria Palma, whcse be- loved son Tomas returned after thirty years and given her a Christian burial.” years now buried his 1ly, in an with a wooden has Cardinal Martinelli, in Dublin, speaks it who learned English with the soft brogue peculiar to that city. He says that shortly after his arrival in this country an old woman called the delegation upon some matter of minor importance and was granted an audience with the affable apostolic dele- Then startled the people of Washington by assuring them that the new delegate “Indeed, then, at gate. she was Irishman an he is Irish,"” she said, “‘because I heard him talk And, sure, isn't his name Mariin Kelly?" Vassili Verestchagin, the fam us Russlan artist now resident at Washington, has es- tablished an open-air studio just outside of Fort Myer, and proposes to spend the summer there painting a picture of the battle of San Juan in which Presid:nt Roosevelt, then co'onel of the Rough tide bore a conspicuous part. The spot was chosen because of its pleasant sur- roundings where and the near vicinity of a garri- many veterans of the Santiago campalign are stationed, some of whom the artist will use as models. He will, too, be permitted to make studies from the cavalry son horses, and will have access to phernalia and trappings. all para- wo months ago the artist made sketches of the president for his battle plece. Since then he has journeyed to Cuba, going first to Havana, and remaining nearly a month at Santlago, where he passed a part of every day on San Juan hill with those who participated in or witnessed the battle. Before leaving the place he mastered every detail of the famous fight. A Mark Twain tells the following story In the North American Review: ‘“Once I was received in private audience by an emperor, Last week I was telling a jealous person about it, and I could see him wince under it, see it bite, see him suffer. I revealed the whole episode to him with considerable elaboration and nice attention detall, When I was through he asked me what impressed me most. I said: ‘His majesty's delicacy. They told me to be sure and back out from his presence and find the doorknob the best I could to do; it was not allowable to face around. Now, the emperor knew it would be a difficult ordeal for me, because of lack of practice, and so, when it was time to part, he turned, with exceeding delicacy, and pretended to fumble with things on his desk, o that I could get out in my own way without his seelng me." He struggled along inwardly for quite a while; then he said, with the manner of a person who has to say something and hasn't any- thing relevant to say You said he had a handful of special brand cigars lying on the table?" ‘Yes; I never saw anything to match them.” I had him again. He had to fumble around in his mind much as minute before he could play; then in a8 mean a way as I ever heard say anything ‘He could have ing the cigars, you know.' " as another he said a person becn count- Besides being a royal person of unusual size General Winfield Scott was probably as vain a man as may be discovered outside of the realm of litera ture. General Keyes, author of “Fifty Observations,” was reading to him an article on Henry Clay, in which the size of Clay's mouth was referred to, and the writer had added that Burke, Mirabeau and Patrick Henry all had dinary size, gourmand and = Years' mouths of extraor concluding with the remark: ‘All great have the general; three-fourths bulk!" great men mwen have large mouths large mouths!" ““‘why my mouth the size it " YMAN exclalmed is not above should be for my . Alfred Beit, who is frequently credited with being the richest man in the world, is altogether unlike Cecil Rhodes, the man with whom he was so long assoclated 'u South African affairs. He is a highly pol ished, courteous, reticent, well-balanced man of the world, whose London home has been furnished with a scrupulous eye to the avoidance of display He spends a great deal of his time on horseback, and s re- garded as cne of the besi-dressed men in London, abhorring a wrinkle as much as Cecil Rhodes detested fine clothes arly all the clerks in his employ are university men and several are members of the aristo- cracy Mr. Beit was born in Hamburg forty-nine years ago of an old and pros perous Hebrew family Beriah Wilkins, proprietor of the Wash ington Post, says that during his first cam- paign for congress he went to a ratification meeting in a small town aud found to his horror that none of the expected speakers had appeared. Mr. Wilkins is among the poorest of orators, but felt mpelled to at tempt a speech. He did so, talked for about twenty minutes and then gave out Not a scul in the hall applauded, and to mal matters worse the chairman rose and said olemnly If there is anybody present that can make a speech we will be glad to hear from him."” Senators Frye and Proctor are enthu istic anglers and every year the latter BO¢ trout fishing in Vermont at sunrise on the 1st of May The other day Mr Frye was sitting in his chair in the senate« gazing at the ceiling when he was handed the fcllowing note Dear Frye How can you sit there when the ice is out of the lake?—Proctor Senator Frye sighed 80 loudly upon reading this missive that his colleague felt sure he had received bad news. When the civil war broke out and Wade Hampton went to the front, relates Julian Ralph, he took a negro body servant with him. The man was a companion as well as a slave, and a loyal, great worshiper of his master and the war continued cer bearing dispatches or going back on furlough stopped with General Hampton, who learned that the man was going to Co- lumbia: “Here, Sam,"” said he to his body servant, “you got married the day before you left home, and it is now three years since you have your Dinah. This gentleman going our old home, and 1 him take you along. Get you lucky fellow; it's a great hearted, Years On one day loving went an ofll- on seen to to is asked Sam, for have ready, chance he servant cast his eyes on the ground and great tears welled up into them ““Are you tired of me, Massa he said. ‘““Why do you want me?"’ The tion Hampton?" to get rid of general that Sam and that this was a good “Well, then, 1 don't aid the slave wid you." ‘What for, Sam again expressed want his convi must his wife, to see chance. go a step, massa," a gwine to stay along 1's¢ Don't be foolish.” ‘What for?” the servant answered in heer astonishment ‘what for? Why, if I go and leab you, what you gwine to do, wid nobody to take keer of you Who's gwine to take kecr of you widout me, Sam died United State ing and what you gwine to do massa while the senate the loss his bag and went home general and was in master, hav telegraph, packed to Columblia to wall the his word of by humbly behind the faithful servant body at the funeral Sol Smith Kussel used to tell of three little nieces of whom he was very fond They lived in Kansas City and one after noon he took the youngest tot for a walk He also bought her some candy, saying she might have it when they reached hom The child urged ‘“Let's wun, Uncle Sol," but he pleaded that he was tired. Then the little one plumped down on the sidewalk and prayed: *“Oh, Dod, p'ease make Uncle Sol wun."” The actor thought “Well, it's a question of my losing my dig- her kneess on nity or of her losing faith in God.' Ana so the pair ran as fast as (hey coula ‘‘But we walked together no more,"” he used to add.