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There has just been brought to public notice in Butte, Mont., the petrified body of a man. It has been identified by those who knew and loved the famous wit, ora tor, poet, patriot and soldier of fortune as that of Gen. Thomas Francis Meagher. Scientific examination by a physician and a professor of anatomy has revealed that the body is that of a man, a soldier, whose stature, bulk, head and peculiari ties correspond to those of Gen. Meagher. The precise manner of Meagher's death in 1867, near the very spot where the petrification was found, has never until now been explained. If the silent testi mony of this form of stone is to be cred ited, the hero of Tipperary and of the Irish Brigade perished miserably by an Indian arrow which cleft his skull. Two years ago Tom Dunbar was trap ping near Fort Banton, Mont. It was very low water on the Missouri, and the shrinking flood permitted him to see much more of the bottom than usual. Carefully examining every foot of the way for places to set his traps, he saw half -buried in the sand under water what looked like a human body. He hauled the body out with much difficulty cast in stone it weighs 305 pounds with his lariat, breaking in the process the left ankle and great toe. Then he reburied his find above high water, carefully marking the spot. "Soon's I kin git money to buy an outfit I'll start a show," said the practical Dunbar to himself, and to no one else did he say a word. It took the trapper eighteen months to save money enough to buy a horse and wagon; then he showed his curio to tourists at the Upper Geyser Basin, Yel lowstone Park. Then R. A. Fraser, of Helena, organized the Montana Petrified Man Company, bought the stone figure from Dunbar and exhibited it through out Montana. They planned to go East, with New York as the goal. Fraser is shrewd. In Helena Dr. Edwin S. Kellogg and Prof. C. H. Gaunt subjected the figure to an X-ray test. The broken foot was first raaitaflCwi -TI,aJ,ooBtJ,coMJ'or3eerpCi fectly. Later the whole body was sub jected to the test, demonstrating that the petrification had been a living man. Bones, brain and vital o.gans were visi ble; even the arrowhead which had pierced the brain of the man was re vealed by the power of the ray. The petrification measures five feet ten inches in height. The face is clean-shaven, with the exception of a mustache and the face and form are those of a well-nigh perfect man, from his bearing a soldier. The hands were tied together with raw hide. When the body reached Anaconda there came to the room where it was ex hibited an Irish miner in his working clothes. The moment his eyes rested npon it he called it: "It is the General God rest his soul I It is the General." "What General?" asked Fraser. "Gen. Meagher, surely. If that is not the hand of Thomas Francis Meagher, may mine be withered!" and he pointed out a .slight peculiarity of the hand which had escaped attention. The news spread; others came to see what they fully believed to be the body of the dead General. Pathetic were the scenes that followed. "He was drowned twenty miles from Fort Benton," said doubters. "No man living can say he was drowned or what became of him if this is not his body," was the conclusive retort. And that is true if you remember the thrilling story of the death of this re markable man. On the morning of June 29, 1807, Meagher accepted an invitation from an old friend, John T. Doran, the pilot of the steamer G. A. Thompson, to dine with him on board the boat. He was on the way to Benton to procure arms and equipment. He was ill; had been very ill indeed at Sun river. The General was reading when sud denly he closed the book and said ex citedly to Doran: "Johnny, they threat ened tny life in that town. AS I passed I heard some men say,'There he goes.' " Doran soothed him, for he knew there was not a man in the Territory who did not love Gen. Meagher. "Are you-armed, Doran?" Meagher insisted. "See that your pistols are loaded!" At 0:30 o'clock Doran persuaded the General to retire. He locked the door of the stateroom as well as he could, the lock being defective, and went to the lower deck. A few moments later he heard a splash and cries of "Man over board!" Doran rushed to the rail as the en gineer cried: "It was your friend, John ny!" Two agonizing cries were heard, but the river was twelve feet deep, with a current rushing five or six miles an hour, and the voice was heard but an in stant. Doran ran ashore and went to the t earner Guidon, which lay fifty yards below. Men rushed to the wheel, of the steamer and lowered themselves into the water, while ropes and boards were thrown out, but in vain; the body was never seen. ' For many days cannon mre find, Um river was dragged and the shores and Islands were searched, but all to no pur pose. If the stone figure that Tom Dun bar dug up be indeed the mortal remains of Thomas Francis Meagher it is easy to figure out from its mute testimony the fate of the gallant General. He was plainly enzy when he jumped overboard, but the tjhock of the water and the instinct of struggle brought back his reason and he succeeded in making the shore far below where he jumped in. The river at that point was full of islands which swarmed with hostile Indians, not all of whom at that time used gunpowder. The almost noiseless bowstring gave no hint of the shot that cleft his skull. The nerves of the brain work cross wise; those of the, left part control. Meagher's skull.was cleft.on.the left aide; his right side, as 'Dr.. Kellogg and Prof. Grant testify, was paralyzed. The In dians came and bound the helpless man'a hands. Death soon released him. Then, alarmed at the commotion made by the friends of the missing man, his captors threw the body into the river, where it layjuntil Dunbar found it if it is indeed Meagher's body. Thomas Francis Meagher in his fiery youth was engiged in Tipperary County, Ireland, in arraying the peasantry against the British authorities. He was arrested, tried and, condemned to be hanged, a decree, modified to transporta tion for life to Van Dieman's Land. After four years o( sufferings he escap ed. He landed "in New York in May 1852. Here he was the popular idol, the corporation presenting him with a con gratulatory address and entertaining him at the Astor House. He became a popular lecturer and writer, was admitted to the bar, made many eloquent speeches and established the Irish News. When the war broke out Meagher went to the front at the head of the famous Irish Brigade the Sixty-third, Sixty-ninth and Eighty-eight New York regiments. It was the Irish Brigade that at Marye's Hill dashed itself again and again upon the fatal stone wall until two-thirds of its gallant members lay dead or wounded. Gen. Meagher's career as a soldier ended with his brilliant services in the Etowah district, when President Johnson tendered him the Secretaryship of the Territory of Montana. The absence from the Territory of Sidney Edgerton made Gen. Meagher acting Govenor. He held that position until his sad death. His thoughts did not turn readily to peaceful pursuits. His mind, warped by sufferings in prison and in exile, his body weakened by hardships, he became flighty and visionary. When he disap peared from mortal' ken he was raising a regiment to fight Indians. He was drowned, as was always supposed, in June.1867. POEM ON GEN. "BOBS." JERRY FORHAN, Born in County Kerry Ono Hundred and Ono Years Ago. Has Drunk Whisky and Smoked n Dudcon Since He Can Remember. Tolls of Hard Times When Bat tlo of Waterloo Was Fought. MONDAY LAST WAS HIS BIRTHDAY. "Unprized are thy sons till they learn to betray." Moore. O 'e's commin', commin', commin', Is the blootnin' Hirishman! For we're runin', ruanin', runnin', r:aince"tLe-blo"otnu:;wa began! And tne bioomln' Djuller uuiier, O 'e ain't no gooil at all 'E might tackle a mad Mullah, But 'e dassn't touch Oom Paul. We 'ad some bloomin' Hirishmen And we put themlin the front They're good enough for fightin' men, So we let 'em take the brunt. But 'tween marchin' and 'tween shootin' They've been mostly called away, So the Dogs 'ill miss the lootin And they'll draw ho Henglish pay. That same 'ud be a blessin' Could we lick the bloomin' Boer, Could we teach Oom Paul a lesson While we swiped his golden ore. But here we're runnin', runnin, runnin', With our General in command; And if 'e don't mend 'is cunnin' In Pretoria 'e'll land; For 'e's lost his bloomin' cannon. Next 'e'll lose the union jack, And 'e'll find himself a damnin' As a pris'ner on the "track." So here we're sendin' for "Owd Bobs," The bloomin' Hirishman. E's just the chap for fightin' jobs, Like this we've got on han', Yas, the Hirishman is 'andy When the hempire deeds a man, For fightin' 'e's a dandy Tho' a bloomin Hirishman. T. Atkin3. CATHOLIC KNIGHTS INSTALLED. sJOWilsliBiiiiiiiiiiiiiH EEEEEMEHsiiiiiiiiK MSMWaWifurau M - - KLEIDERER, The AJDiilox 354 Fourth Avenue, Near Jefferson. Suits and overcoats $25 and -ud. Has just received Ills New Fall and Winter Importations. Branch 25 of the Catholic Knights of America held a largely attended and interesting meeting Monday evening, when the following officers were installed for the ensueing year: President Butler 'ebolt. First Vice President W. T. Meehan. Second "Vice President Owen McGee. Recording Secretary W. L. Bax. Financial Secretary E. J. Mann. Treasurer I,. D. Bax. Sergeant-at-Arms-i-M. Minogue. Sentinel Martin Sjhaughnessy. Trustees R. Minton Louis Muthler. State Delegate A., F. Martin. The annual reports of retiring Presi dent Meehan and Secretary Veeneman were very gratifying, showing the branch to have 113 members in good standing and a well filled treasury. The death claim of Brother Connelly, amounting to 2,000, was reported paid December 3, the voucher having been procured for his widow with commena ble promptness. . , Charles h. Taylor, the well known attorney, was the unanimous choice of the branch for State Delegate, and regret was expressed over his refusal to accept the office. Coincident with the nineteenth cen tury is the life of Jeremiah Forhan, of Ninety-sixth street and Marine avenue, Fort Hamilton, New York. An example of temperance, this Irish gentleman of the old school has drunk Irish whisky and smoked a dudeen all his life. Things have changed since Jerry Forhan emi grated in the American clipper ship Columbus to the Fourth ward, Manhat tan, fifty-six years ago. The Kerryman settled in Pearl street, near Hague, be came an American'cltizen in five years, and has voted the Tammany Hall and the national and State Democratic tickets for fifty-one years straight. No pronounced wrinkle furrows the serene face of Jerry Forhan, oracle and veteran citizen, as he sits this day in his chair before his grate reading his paper without glasses, says a writer in the Sun day World. For nearly two generations he and Commissioner James S. Coleman have been warm friends. Forhan was watchman for the Black Ball packet ships after he came to Amer ica. He was also foreman of the gang of laborers that built the old fort on Bed loe's, now Liberty Island. Mr. Forhan, who celebrated his one hundred and first birthday Monday, received his in terviewer with a firm hand-grip, He told the story of his life in a strong, resonant voice. He is a vigorous cen tenarian. His features are not white and colorless, but brown and healthy. He has every tooth save one. "I wish you a happy New Year and many of them," said the Kerryman. "I was born at Castle Island, County Kerry, Ireland, one hundred and one years ago come Monday." In the conversation that followed the young-old gentleman interspersed his talk with words and sentences of Gaelic. "My father lived to be one hundred and three years old, and he was after re ceiving 150 lashes from the English for him refusing to betray the White Boys," 93 Veil of y'a White Boys on the bar racks one night, and the British soldiers were slaughtered. My father's cousin Hogan was one of the White Boys, but Buck Grady was not there because his wife forgot to wake him when the horses galloped by his house. The English took my father to Limerick. They gave him 100 lashes, and after he refused to tell about his cousin Hogan they gave him .fifty lashes more. All bound in linen my father came back to Castle Island, and his neighbors drew him about on a cart. I remember how hard the times was when the battle of Waterloo was fought. Cows that my father bought for eighteen or twenty pounds were sold for nothing. There were auctions all over the country, and the soldiers got but fifteen cents a day. When I was a young man, having a wife and children in Ireland, I went to London. Without thinking of what I was doing I enlisted in the Scotch Grays. You see I couldn't resist the beautiful uniform that it was. My cousin after a bit was after bringing me a suit of citi zen's clothes, and I deserted. The Brit ish never found me. I also worked on the new Parliament House in London. For thirty years I was the watchman in Taylor's factory in Hague street. I was the one man saved alive from the great explosion in Taylor's factory. It was myself and no one else that guarded the key of the room in Taylor's where Mr. Singer invented his sewing machine. "For years I have drunk whisky in milk twice a day. That keeps me alive. I buy my pipes by the box, and have never smoked a cigar. The only kind of tobacco I will smoke is cut plug." Mr. Forhan has lived to look upon his great-great-grandchild. Of his ten chil dren two are living Mrs. Mary O'Connor of North Fourth street, Philadelphia, and Mrs. Elizabeth Roche of Ninety-sixth street and Marine avenue, with whom her father lives. A year or two ago Mr. Forhan chal lenged an old man who sold sponges in Whitehall street to a reel and jig contest. They danced in a barbershop in Summit street and the hale Kerryman tired out his rival. Ml UM Gran W.Smith's Sons 1 Funeral Directors B And Embalmers.. MISS KATE SMITH, Lady Assistant and Embalmer. Carriages Furnished for All Occasions on Short Notice. m S. E. COR. EIGHTH AND JEITITJERSOIV STS. TELEPHONE 810. JOHN 12. WALTERS' Clay5treet Brewery, 812 and S14 CLAY STREET. Telephone 209-2. LOUISVILLE, KY. I IN INCOKPORA.TED. NOTFAf tne female suffrage be today were it "Where," asked orator, "wouw a not for a woman?" She paused a ataweut around the halt. "where would ma ot today were it not lorawoMaef "Ha'd ba in the Gaidfln of Bden emtuur strawbefris." fuasifwd a voice from the gwussj Off. and looked repeat," she said, EMINENT MUSICIAN. Cable advices received in this country announce the death in Dublin of Prof. J. W. Glover, the eminent musician, aged eighty-nine years. He gained world-wide prominence for the edition of "Moore's Melodies," which he harmonized and edited. Among his numerous composi tions were an oratorio, "St. Patrick at Tara," "The Deserted Village,1' an opera founded on Oliver Goldsmith's poem, and an ode to Parnell. He was for many years organist of the Cathedral in Dublin, An Irishman recently visited a dentist. After he had discoursed volubly on the subject of his sufferings, the dentist mildly interposed: "Po you wish to be treated?" "No, begorra," replied Mr. O'Flynn; "you athoip the pain, and I'll trate ye to anything ye want." 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