Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, July 20, 1902, Page 22

| THE JLLUSTRATED BEE. Published Weekly by The Bee Publishing Company, Bee Bullding, Omaha, Neb. Price, S¢c per copy—per year, $2.00. Entered at the Omaha Postoffice as Second Class Mall Matter. For advertising rates address publisher, Communications relating to photographs or articles for publication should be ad- dressed, “BEditor The Illustrated Bee, Omaha.” Pen and Picture Pointers ARITIME NATIONS have always m been the strong nations. In con- trol of the sea lles control of DSURYl (he ‘world. Written h'story sup- plies Instances without number in support of this postulate. At the beginning of the last century, when Britons sang ‘“No sall but by permission spreads,” they had made good their boast, “Britannia rules the wave,” and ruling the wave, Britannia ruled the world. In succession the British had broken the sea power of the Spanish, the Dutch, the French and the Danes, and the union jack swept the ocean, proud In its etrength and arrogant In its pride. John Paul Jones had taught the British no lasting lesson. But John Paul Jones was only the first of a line that is still stretching out into the history of the world. Napoleon Bonaparte, In explaining to his ministers why he consented to the s#ale of the great empire contained in the Louisiana Purchase at so paltry a price eald he was alding In the bullding up of a power that would one day break Eng- land’s hold on the sea. And before Na- poleon heard the shots at Waterloo he heard the ecry of “Free trade and sallors’ rights.”” Before he saw his eagles go down in final defeat to victorious Wallington, he saw a young people wrest from the boast- ful mistress of the water the right to main- tain a navy and a merchant marine and heard the last of ““no sail but by permis- slon spreads.” Nine short years after he spoke, his prophecy was fulfilled and Eng- land’'s control of the sea was broken. A new sea power was born and that glorious flag which John Paul Jones first raised in the harbor of Philadelphia, the Stars and Stripes, floated on equal terms with the cross of St. George. Since then that flag has floated always in triumph on the sea, borne aloft by many a goodly vessel and cheered by hearts as oaken as any that ever beat. Barbary pirates gave over thelr calling at behest of the American navy and Japan's tyrant opened the doors of his country to clvilization when the knock came from an American frigate. Spain's navy disappeared like a snowflake in the water before the guns of tne new navy But our navy, radiant though its record be, has hardly kept pace with the development of the country. It has finally come to be understood that while we can ralse an army in a month, it is the work of years to bulld a navy, and the government is THE ILLUSTRATED at last earnest in its effort to provide the war ships necessary to the maintenance of its dignity and authority abroad. Ne- bragka has an interest in the navy. One of the present rear admirals is a Nebraskan by birth, Other Nebraskans have risen to dignity and honor in the service and the good ship Omaha, now rotting at the Mare Island navy yard, was once a notable mem- ber of Uncle S8am’'s fighting force. On July 4, at Beattle, occurred a ceremony of much Interest to Nebraskans as well as the coun- try at large. That day was laid the keel of what will be the battleship Nebraska. Governors Savage of Nebraska and McBride of Washington drove home the first rivet of the vessel, which in two more years will breast the waves of the Pacific ocean, a worthy member of the nation's great fleet, bearing to posterity a name already writ- ten high on the nation’s book of fame, Ne- braska. ®— Base ball s the one great summer sport for Americans, after all. Golf, tennis, rowing, racine and cther cu‘do~r amuse- ments have their followers, but none have the hold on the popular heart that base ball has. Hardly an able-bodied American can be found but who has played base ball at some time in his life. It is as much a part of the boy's life as. Fourth of July, and he never outgrows his liking for it. When he gets to that time of life when he can no longer take part in the game personally, he goes with thousands of his kind ty watch the game played by others who are still actlve and energetic encugh to give In- LATE GENERAL CALVIN H. ERICK OF OMAHA—From His Favor- ite Photograph. FRED- an accomplished musician and is often glven a place on public programs rendered in behalf of local charities and social events. She Is a great admirer of the stage and possesses one of the finest collections of professional autographs and photos in the west, telligent and satisfactory expoeiti-n to the * fine points of the game he so dearly loves. Base ball hes grown to be more than a game; it Is now an occupation, in pursuit of which hundreds of young men find lucra- tive employment, and a business in which hundreds of thousands of dollars are in- vested, Every hamlet in the country boasts of its team, and some hundreds of the larger cities point with pride to the aggregations of trained professionals who represent them in the fleld. Although it is a sport In a great measure dominated by professionals, it is one in which hon- esty absolutely rules. Collusi-n is almost imp-ssible, because too many points would need to be guarded and the defection of one or two players would not be fatal, but would be easily detected and as readily remedied. It is this phase of the game that has enabled it to keep its place at the forefront, while other sports, notably horse racing and boat racing, have suffered be- cauge of dishonesty on the part of the pro- fessional. [ — Mrs. Adelalde L. 8. Robb of Eldora, Ia., is one of the prominent club women of central Towa and a soclal leader in her county. Mrs. Robb is the wife of Mayor Ellis D. Robb and a leading member of the Woman's club of Eldora, which has been do'ng a splendid work for several years. She is a member of the grand lodge, Rathbone Sisters of Iowa, and as an officer of- Equality temple of that order has been active since its organization. In the Order of the Eastern Star she is a recog- nized leader and has held several important offices in the local soclety. Mrs. Robb is Dangers of Lion Stalking N “A Tale of Several Lions,” by Hercules D. Viljoen in the Era, the author writes: Van Aardt came to me and suggested a little llon stalking. Now, I knew lons as well as he; deliberate hunting for a lion who mourns a murdered mate was a pro- ceeding ro temerarious that the most fool- hardy of professiocnal hunters would not dare the confiiet. But, In the near neigh- borhocd of the spot where Madame Lion- ess had been killed, there was one lion, with an earthquake voice, whose rumblings fascinated the flery spirit of Van Aardt, “l am going,"” he sald. I could not let him go alone, for we had fought too often side by side. We started off, my reckless comrade laying out, in calmest confidence, the artless plan he had of walking up to that tumultuous hell of wrath incarnate, and of blowing a few lethal holes In it with his Mauser. As we came nearer, the roars ceased. The lion, weary with his imprecations of the night, had gone away from the scone of his be- reavement for rest and sleep. But we found, In the jungle's depths, the footway he had trod; in a sentry path of twenty feet he had stalked back and forth for twelve long hours, calllng aloud for ven- geance. Kristmansen, who looked upon Van Aardt as a hot-headed madman for the time, de- cided ho would use the morwing for the praceful springbok hunt, and tock his Kafir boy along. After half an hour's close tracking, the Kafir, who had been in advance, appeared at his elbow with an impish suddenness and a whispered word: “Baas, a llen!” Kristmansen stared ahead of him. There, in a tiny clearing not thirty yards away, the monarch stood, his mane quivering with the intensity of his attention and his brilliant eyeballs gleaming In an effort to penetrate the single ve!l of cover that hid the hunter from his view. The Kaffir had a faith in his master that was sub'ime. “8hoot, Baas, shoot!" Kristmansen knew that death stool walt- ing for him in the clearing beyond. The chances were all against a fatal first shol. The wounded lion would tear him into shreds of mangled flesh before he could have time to fiy. Step by step, his very breath pent up, he made the slow retreat. The Kafiir, fancying all his master need do was fire a single shot, accompanied him with an expression of disdain. For ten good minutes Kristmansen paced back- ward and then came swiftly to the camp again upon the chance of making up a party whose numbers would mean safety in a concerted attack. But the majority of us were away and that lion, with all the others among the spouses of Fairle's lioness, went unmolested from that day forth. I was in Pretoria a little later and saw a sight that told me how wise Kristmansen had been. The oldest lion hunter of the Transvaal shoock me by the hand—and used his left hand for the greeting. The other arm hung, withered and helpless, at his sido. Only half his face was there to speak to me. The other half went into a lion's maw a few months earlier. He was hunting springbok with his son and car- rlied an anclent muzzle-loader. A dead shot, the old man descried a buck not fifty feet away and, kneeling, fired. The crack of the rifle was answered by the snazling roar of a wounded lion. The bullet, passing through the buck, had struck the mighty beast as he was about to spring. And it had no more than wounded him. He leaped for the smoke, coming on in flying bounds, while my old friend fumbled wildly with his powder horn, He was too slow. The bullet had not dropped Into the barrel before the llon was upon him. One crunch of his tromendous jaws and an arm was stripped to the bone. Another, and the side of the face had vanished. The cavernous throat above the prestrate man roared once more before the teeth should eclash together, when the son, running up, put his rifle barrel to the lion's side and drove a half- ounce bullet through his heart. The chances are In faver of the licn when accident brings him and man together, The Modern Way Chicago Post: *“And when we are mar- ried,” he suggested, “we will plan to- gether to keep our joint expenses with!n my income." She looked at him in astonishment. “How foolish!" she exclaimed. are not at all up-to-date. “You You want me —— Millionaire, bachzlor, ph'lanthropist, Abraham Slimmer >t Waverly, Ia., last week moved out of his $50,000 residence, took up his habitation in Lis woodshed and turned over his magaificent home to tae Sisters of Mercy, to be nsed for a hospital. Mr. Slimmer says he will give away all the rest of his fortune before he dies. His for- tune is variously estimated at from $1,000,- 000 to $10,000,600, and he is 73 years old, so he will be giving away money pretty rap- ldly the next few years. Slimmer is no novice at the game of charity. He has al- ready become famed about the state, in fact throughout the United States, for his mail every day includes a great heap of prayers for money. But they are twisted into knots and tossed into his waste bas- ket. Abraham Slimmer gives as he chooses and not because he is asked. To the Fin- ley hospital at Dubuque he wrote a short letter. “I will give $50,000 if you raise a like amount,” he sald. The other $50,000 was raised and Abraham Slimmer wrote his check. It is estimated Slimmer's gifts have already amounted to $300,600. He belleves charity that vaunteth itself is not genuine. “If you mention me in naming the institu- tion I will not give you a cent,” was what was toid the Finley institution at Dubuque. No one knows how much money he has given away. His largest contributions have been to the Home for Aged Jews in Chi- cago and are thought to have amounted to $100,000 in all. The Sisters of Mercy at Cedar Raplds were given $10,000 recently. Waterloo was offered $25,000 for a hospital, providing a like amount was raised, but to make my expenses fit your income, when any ninny ought to know that it ia your duty to get an income that will cover my expenses. Let us hear no mcre of this foolishness, and then I am sure we will be happy.” An Early Organist A Sunday school teacher was impressing vpon the little cnes in her class the story of the lame beggar who was carried every day to the Beautiful Gate of the temple, and when the apcstles, Peter and John, went up there they miraculously healed him. The teacher expressed sorrow for the poor man, who could do nothing but sit at the gate BERE,. PROMINENT MRS. A. CLUB WOMAN OF ELDORA, Ia. L. 8. ROBB, the town failed and the money was not given. Personally, Slimmer is as eccentric as his philosophy of charity. He is short—about five feet seven inches—and weighs but 130 pounds, His hair and beard are red. He wears always a broad-brimmed felt hat of Identical style from year to year. On his f et are homely calf boots. In summer he wears a linen suit with a long linen duster; in the winter it is a ready-made suit of plain black or brown. His eyes fairly burn in their brightness; his mouth is firmly set; there is no tenderness in his face. He has not by any means the typical phflanthropic mien. In his habits he is almost a hermit. He revolts at publicity and nas various s hemes of keeping himself from the public eye. He told the Catholic priest at Waverly he was a hypocrite and decried his religion, then gave up his own home for the Sisters of Mercy. Slimmer lays good clatm to a position from which he may with impunity condemn philanthrop'sts giving away money that was unjustly earned. He was porn in Germany and emigrated to Illinois when 14. Later he came to Waverly. It was in the day when live stock dealing was not a vocation. The profits were large, but the losses were equally great. Slimmer set to work to master the business that would give great profits if properly handled. His native shrewdness sood him in gooa stead and he seldom lost. When the men of the Misgsissippi valley now called lumper kings were new at the business Slimmer put his money into sawmills. Here he prospered again. For fifty years his money has been earning more money, until now he very probably is the wealthiest man in the state. But in all this Abraham Slim- mer’'s business methods were scrupulously honest. There is no man to say Slimmer took from him one dollar to which he had no title. When the Knights and Daughters of and beg. A little hand shot up and a small veice piped out: ““He might have got a hand organ.” The same teacher asked the little ones to repeat the golden text on cone occasion, when the Sunday school lesson was upon the subject of temperance. Here is the version of the text as given by one of them: ““Wine is a mocker, strong drink is rag- ing, and whosoever is deceived thereby hath everlasting life.” Fads of the Famous Confucius, it 1s said, was passionatcly fond of watermelon seeds. Samuel Richardson wrote his novels while attired in a fu'l-dress suit. Handel used, when traveling, to order July 20, 1902, ABRAHAM SLIMMER OF WAVERLY, Ta.,, ECCENTRIC PHILANTROPIST. Tabor, the great benevolent order for CO]-A ored people, had finished the business of their grand lodge session at Omaha they closed the assembly with a street parade and picnic at Hibbeler's park. The affair was one of the most notable ever witnessed in Omaha. In the first place, the parade gave the public some idea of the dignity and importance of the order. Out at the park the addresses made were along the line of the work that is being done by the negro himeelf for the uplift of his race. Games and other features of a picnic were indulged in freely by the large crowd present and when evening came the newly elected officers of the grand lodge were in- stalledq with public ceremonial. Members of the order look on the Omaha session as one of the most interesting and satisfac- tory in its history. Delegates were present from all over the south and west. The drill team of Ancient Order of United Workmen lodge No. 1, of Grand Island, the first Workman lodge in the state of Nebraska, is a source of much local pride. When the management of the Hastings Fourth of July celebration announced that it would give a $100 silver cup to the Ancient Order of United Workmen team showing the best drill work in a contest to take place in that city on the Fourth of July, the Workmen of No. 1 lodge set out, under Captain 8. E. Sinke, to win the prize cup, and they won it. The cup is to be- come the absolute property of any team winning it three times in succession. It was offered to the Ancient Order of United Workmen lodge of Hastings by the busi- ness men of that city, to be offered in the manner described and it will, perhaps, for many years be the ambition of Ancient Order of United Workmen drill teams over the state to win this memento of ex- cellent work in the drill work of the order. dinner for three, or, if hungry, for five, and then eat the whole himself. Cardinal Richelieu hated children and loved cats. When he died his favorite Angora cat refused to eat and socon per- ished. Philip, the duke of Burgundy, spent much time in contriving trapdoors to his house and grounds to souse unwary strangers in water beneath. Next to money Rembrandt loved nothing 80 well as his monkey. He shed tear 5 when his ape died, and painted a portralK’ of his pet from memory. Cowper loved pets, and had at one time five rabbits, three hares, two guinea pigs, a magple, a jay, a starling, two canary birds, two dogs, a ‘“‘retired” cat and a squirrel. From left to right in the upper row: A. . Hannan, C. C. Beal wer row, from left to right: 8. J. F. McAllister, J. E. Kessel l;(\\V. hHell:rurl]l. William . H. Roush, F. H. and F. M. Milliken. ki McDowell, O, Thomas Dillon, 8. E. Sinke, captain, M. Strand, E. Cords, GRAND ISLAND'S CHAMPION A. 0. U. W. DRILL TEAM—Photo by Leschinsky. o RENE i 3 3 2 s s PP