Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, September 13, 1903, Page 22

THE JLLUSTRATED BER Published Week! Company, Bee — by The Bee Publishing uilding. Omaha, Neb. Price, ¢ Per C;)py--Per Year, $2.00. — Entered at the Omaha Poe‘office as Second Class Mafl Matter, For Advertising Rates Address Publisher, Communications relatin articies for dressed, Umaha.” to V;mmugrnphl or publication snould be ade “Editor Tne Illustrated Bee, Penand Picture Pointers OHN CHARLES BLACK, who was elected to the distinguished posi- tion of commander-in-chief of the Grand Army of the Republic at the Ban Francisco convention, is one of those modest warriors whose “deeds, though manifold, no skald in song has told.”" His war record s summed up in & brief entry to the effect that he served with IMinols regiments from 1861 to 1866, entering as private and coming out a colonel with a brevet of br gadier gen val of volunteers. This wsentence includes the story of four years of hard service, of battles, and marches, of bivouacs and camps, of privations and hardships, and certainly of one wound, for General Black lost a leg during the strife. Since the war General Black has practiced law and voted the democratic ticket in 1lifnols—the Cleve- land bramd of democracy. When Grover Cleveland was first clected president of the United States he chose G:oneral Black to be his eommissioner of pensions for four years. Later General Black was elected congressman-at-large from Illinois, serv- Ing two years, 1583-05. He was United Btates attorney for the northern district of Tllinots from 1895 to 1809. In h's connection with the Grand Army and the Milltary Episodes ENATOR QUAY visited Governor Pennypacker a few days ago, traveling on his annual pass over the Philadelphia & Reading road. - @ In the course of his journey he was transferred to the Perkiomen Valley line and the conductor sald he could not recognize the pass on that branch. The senator tried to make his pass good, but the conductor demanded cash fare. *What 1f I refuse to pay?"' sald Mr. Quay. *“The walking s good," answered the conductor quletly, *I have my orders and am only protecting myself." The senator handed over his fare—the first he had pald in some thirty-five years. On returning to Phila- delphia he visited the Reading offices, but whether he called to get another pass, to make complaint against the conductor or to get his money returned has not been learned. ) —— 8ir Nicholus O'Conor, British ambassador at Constantineple, spells his surname with @ single-“n,” like The O'Conor Don. In a bygone genecration there was an acrimoni- ous controversy in the O'Conor family in County Rescommon, from which Sir Nicho- las comes, as to the right of any branch of the ancient rauce to rpell the name “'O’Conor,” that right, It was contended, being possessed only by The O'Conor Don, as head ef the house. The contest was so long that it was callad the N-less—standing for endless—correspondence. It was ulti- mately referred to Sir J. Bernarl Burke, the Ulster king-of-arms, and he decided, as in another dispute famillar in literature, that muech might be sald on both sides. THE ILLUSTRATED BEE. Ovder of the Loyal Legion he has always bteen active, having at one time been com- mander of the Illinols department of the Grand Army and also department com- mander of the Loyal Legion for the same state. General Black was born at Lexing- ton, Miss., January 27, 1839, but has lived all his life in the north. He was educated at the public schools of Danville, Ill., and at Wabash college, Crawfordville, Ind. His present home is in Chicago. S NE— Andrew J. Gillesple, sr., of Beotia, Neb,, who Is hale and hearty and spry as any of bis long line of descendants at the age of 98, ascribes as least part of his condition to the thirty-two years he has lived in Nebraska, ‘where people stay young long- er than anywhere on earth.” Mr. Gillespie has long been a well known figure in the Loup valley, where he settled in 1871, tak- Ing up a ranch In the vicinity of whait is now the thriving village of Eiba. His cat- tle were the first to range the pleasant val- ley and fatten on the lush grasses of the Loup. He was a hunter, even at that time, and made a name for himself among the Indians and plainsmen, who regarded him as the real thing. For miny years he carrfed the mail up the valley, having the contract for a route of saventy miles. Often he drove the stage h'mself, and none of his passengers ever guessed the age of the man who was piloting the long team with such a skiliful hand. Like many an- other, Mr. Gillespie was born a pioneer. His birthplace was Kentucky, where he was borm on June 4, 1805, not very far from where Abraham Lincoln was born four years later. Like Lincoln, his boy- hood and young manhood were spent in Illinois, where he married Temperance Lee Bankston, daughter of Colonel Bankston, friend and comrade of Lincoln. Thirteen children biessed this union, twelve of them living until middle life. In 1836 Mr. Gilles- pie moved to Towa, where he lived until after the close of the civil war. Then, his wife having died, he decided to again move to the ‘“‘new country,” and in 1871, at an age when most men are setting thelr house In order and preparing to spend their declining years in peace, he sold out his holdings and abandoning his comfort- able home, came to Nebraska, settling in the North Loup valley, where he still re- sides. Mr. Gillesple 18 still tall and straight, showing in his carriage none of the weight of nearly a century of active life. His descendants inherit this fine phy- sique and stamina, too, his seventh sonm, Joe, winning the long ride from Chadron to Chicago on & cow pony, in 1893, against competitors who were not half his age, Mr. Gillespie has been a professing Chria- tian since his sixteenth year, never used tobacco and never tasted liquor in h's life. He ascribes his long life to right lv- ing and thinking. In 1878 he was married a second time, his wife still living. His direct descendants now living are nine children, seventy-seven grandchildren, eighty great-grandchildren, and six great- great-grandchildren, R — The annual conference of the Fres Methodist church of Nebraska, which was held at Yutan during the latter part of August, drew together many of the ad- herents of that denomination. Among them were some quite distinguished in the church. Rev W. T, Hogue of Greenville, I1l, presided, R. O. L. Barnes of Yutan, Neb., being the secretary and Miss Minnie A. Beers of Concord, Neb., the treasurer of the conference. The elders in attend- ance were Rev. W. W. Bruce of Lincoln, Rev. E. Ballenger and Rev. J, A. Finch of Norfolk, Neb. [ER — South Omaha labor unions led the van during the Labor day observation this year. For several years South Omaha and Council Bluffs have joined with Omaha in celebrating the day with a grand parade, but on this occasion Omaha unions gave September 13, 1003, way to the smaller towns, and each of the latter had a parade of its own. Naturally South Omaha, where the greater number of men are employed, made the showing. The parade was the most imposing demonstra- tion ever seen in the Magic City streets, In all divisions it was complete, the pack- ing houses and other large employing in- stitutions closing for the day, and many Omaha union men joining the marching thousands. After the parade there was nothing to it but a good time at one park or another. Most of ‘the South Omaha people favored Syndicate park, where a fine program of games, arranged in lieu of the customary speeches, was carried out. - S— One feature of the west is its magnitude, and this in its every aspect. A picture in this number gives a good notion of what this means in the way of grain raising. It is of a scene on a farm in Saline county, three and one-half miles from Tobias, owned by J. Sims. Two powerful steam threshers are working at the same time, discharging their straw on one stack. Only in such grain raising states as Nebraska is such scene possible. It is= not the oc- casion for special wonder out here, for people are used to big things in an agri- cultural way, but will be of interest to readers who do not come in direct contact with modern farming operations. RIS Citizens of Mitchell, 8. D., are expecting to anticipate the corn harvest and make merry over the immense crop of small grain that blessed their section, by holding a “corn palace’ celebration next week. This is more of a fair and exposition than any- thing else, but is made the excuse for a sort of general carnival as well. The main building of the enterprise is a typical “‘corn palace” structure, and shows one of the many uses to which the grain can be put. The photograph used for illustration was made last year, when a successful celebration was held in the building. and Incidents in Lives of Noted People The two disputing families had a common origin—a king of Connaught—and could spell the name one way or the other with propriety and in accordance with tradition. el Chauncey Depew is not above telling a story at his own expense. His latest of that kind is of traveling on an English rail- road during his recent trip abroad with Mrs. Depew. In the same little compart- ment with them was a dull-looking Brit- isher to whom Chauncey told a story, say- ing as he finished: ‘“That is the way that American fellow Depew tells it.” The Eng- lishman asked: ‘“What does this Depew look like?” *“My dear,” sald the senator, turning to his wife, “what does Depew look like?” “Very much such a looking man as you are, I imagine.” *“Surely, madam,” re- marked the Englishman, with a gesture of sad expostulation, “you don't do your hus- band justice.” Later the senator discov- ered that the Englishman knew him all the time. R - Literary statisticlans have been com- puting that Sir A. Conan Doyle would be the most richly rewarded author in history had all his works been paid at the rate quoted for his new Bherlock Holmes storles, ‘“The Adventures of Gerard,” $2 a word, Up to and including “The Hound of the Baskervilles,” and without counting the new book, which is now running serially, his takings would have come to some- thing llke $1,500,000. But the author has not always received §2 a word, or even the hundredth part of that. There is a letter in the possession of an American publisher Gleanings From the ®S. LANGTRY and Signor Marconi were dining at different tables in a restaurant the other night. The actress saw the inventor for the first time. Mrs. Langtry and S!gnor Marcon! were dining at different tables in a restaurant the other night. The actress saw the in- ventor for the first time, “What a wondorful man he i, Mrs, Langtry said. *“What he has done seems marvelous. Only [ can't say that my own experience with the wireless telsgraph was & complete success. 1 had dined with a friend the night before I léft London, and when we passad a vessel I telographed by the new meathod., ‘The ccean does not part us.’ “Ten days later 1 had the telegram back from my friends with a rejuest to explain what it meant. It read: ‘The ocean has no pants on." "' SN Before he was elected to be the chilef executive of the Old Dominion, relates the Philadelphia Ledger, Governor Montague of Virginda met an old classmate on the train, They had not met for years. Mr. Montague was & candidate for governor, and the other & plain country lawyer with a small in- come. “What can I do for you when I'm gov- ernor?’ said the candidate as he vut hisg arm around his friend. ‘““What can I do for you, old boy?™ “Just what you have done now,” quietly replied the lawyer. “Why, what's that?” sald the other. “Simply put your arm areund me and call me ‘old boy.' That's all I want,” was the reply of the true friend of boyhood days. L L, Benator Thomas C. Platt, on his sev- entieth birthday, was talking to a group of reporters at Manhattan Beach about a cer- tain politiclan, relates the Boston Herald. “To land him, bait your hook with flat- tery,” sald the Benator. “He is an egoist. His worst enemy, by praising the cut of his coat, the architecture of his house, his skill at steering 4 boat or making a speech, his grace in lifting his hat to a woman— his worst enemy by praising him or any- thing that concerns him can twist him around his finger. “Yes,"” the senator concluded, “he Is an egoist; A man who would be glad to die for the pleasure of looking up from his grave and reading the stonecutter's puff on his tombstone.” R An old darky had become a convert to the Roman Catholic church and was greatiy impressed with the confesslonal, relates the New York Times. Relating his experiences one day to an inquisitive brother who was still outside the fold he said: “It certainly am tarrifyin’ de way dey -k-snun.nnblodnlnmonmuob embodying a proposition f:om the crea‘or of Sherlock Holmes for a contract on the basis of a cent and a half a word. An interesting feature is that the contract was declined. S N—— Unlike Napoleon, Bismarck was a hard smoker. He once told this story to fllus- trate his love of the weed: ‘“The value of a good cigar is best understood when it is the last you possess and there is no chance of getting another. At Koeniggraetzs I had only one cigar left in my pocket, which I carefully guarded during the battle as a miser guards his treasure. I did not feel justified in using it. I painted in glowing colors in my mind the happy hour when I should enpoy it after the victory, but I had miscalculated my chances. A poor dragoon lay helpless, with both arms crushed, mur- muring for something to refresh him. I feit in my pockets and found only gold, which would not be of the least use to him. But stay, I had still my treasured cigar. I lighted it for him and placed it between his teeth. You should have seen the poor fel- low's grateful smile. I never enjoyed a cigar so much as that one which I did not smoke." ———ilprne A young man with a richly bound vol- ume under his arm had been climbing the brownstone steps of the fashionable residences along Massachusetts avenue, in ‘Washington. He reached the vestibule of each and had then descended wearily to the sidewalk. It was plain that he was discouraged as he made his way to the doorway of 1765. To his surprise the door instead of being thrown open by some cold Story Tellers’ his conscience. I was mighty nigh gettin’ caught de udder day.” “How was dat, Sambo?"’ “Why, de ole gentleman ax me ef I ever eteal any chickens.” ‘“Well, what did you say?" ““Why, I tole him no; but ef he had a said ducks he'd a got me shuh.” L NI Bourke Cockran {s airing an amusing anecdote picked up during his European trip, reports the. New York Times. It seems that iwo distinguished archaeologists made an excursion to the Isles of Arran, where interesting remains of an archaeo- logical nature exist. They came across a little rough stone building, and both en- tered into a fierce argument as to the exact century of its ereetion, one -maintaining it was built in the fifth, and the other in the sixth century. A native who had listened to the hot discussion suddenly broke in: “Arrvah, yer honors, both of yeze are wrong. 'Twas put up three years ago by Patsy Doolan for his jackass!" + Judge George Gray of Delaware is a graduate of Princeton, a member of the class of '689. Talking one day in Wilming- ton, Judge Gray said: “There used (o be a Princeton janitor named Jerome McWade, who was as witty and livered minion, disclosed as it turned on its hinges a gentleman of slight frame -and student-like black whiskers, who ap- parently had happened to be near at hand. “I have here a work which ought to be in every well-equipped library,” began the caller. The black-whiskered gentleman made as if to close the door. This did not surprise the other and he proceeded as from force of habit: “It is a history of the revolutionary war —the best written and mest authoritative now on the market--Lodge's History of the Revolutionary War.” The man at the door seemed less in- clined to bar the entrance; in fact, he bid the book agent enter and led him to the reception room. The young man's epirits went up like the thermometer in August. He grew voluble; his praise of the work was extravagant. There was no book of its kind in the same class with it; everybody knew that its author was per- haps the most scholarly statesman of the day, whom President Roosevelt had singled out for signal honor by referring to him as his closest personal and pelitical friend. " “You are the kind of man I ought to help along,” murmured the gentleman, seemingly to himself. “You may send me your history.” And tHe book agent, wondering greatly on the mysterious force that had been evoked, nevertheless retained presence of mind enough to poise a pencil over the order blank and ask: ““What name, please?"’ “Henry Cabot Lodge,” was the answer., Pack and amusing a chap as I have ever met. ‘Whenever jou would strike McWade he would halt you, and for three or four min- utes you would have to listen to some odd varn or other that he would relate as though it had been a personal experiences *“‘I saw a funny Irishman in a tavern last night, Mr. Gray,’ he said to me one morning. ‘This Irishman sat by the fire reading a newspaper and sucking raw egEn that he took, one by ome, out of a paper bag. He pald no attention to anybody. He just read and sucked as though he was alone in his room at home, *“‘All of a sudden he got & bad egg and before he knew what he was doing he bolted a little live chicken. The chick chirped as it went down and the Irishman said philosophically: ** ‘Be the powers, my friend, ye shpoke too late,” " wiiilents Mayor Tom Johnson of Cleveland was complimented by a lady on the manner in which he had frightened politiclans with his reform methods. She hoped that he would as successfully inaugurate a move- ment to frighten the annoying masher. ‘“There s no sense in it,” sald the mayor, “No sense in the movement?"’ gquestioned the lady in confusion, *“No, in the mashers,” corrected Mr. John- son. “You cannot frighten that which is senseless.”