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f STILL LIVE II« Restaurant Keeper in Building Where He Roomed Tells About the Unfortunate Songwriter—Man on the Street Recalls His Pathetlo Death—in Bad Fix all the Time. Along the Bowery I walked, won dering whether the great Thomas A. Edison himself could answer three questions without refreshing ills mind beforehand. Suppose I asked him, "Who wrote 'Ole Black Joe?' Where was It written? Under what circumstances did the old darkey Joe begin his enviable career?" writes Monroe Reid In the New York World. The Bowery la Inseparable from New York City ; we all know odds and ends of one sort or another about the Bowery. But how many people, either passing along the Bowery or walking up Fifth Avenue or River side Drive, are acquainted with the fact that "Ole Black Joe," the wonder ful old darkey song with the pathetic refrain, "I'm cornin', I'm cornin'," was thought out, created and set to music at No. 15 Bowery by a lonely, hungry, poverty-stricken genius named Stephen Collins Foster? I listened to the thundering ele vated overhead ; I smiled at the elec tric trolleys, the big motor trucks, the automobiles, and I tried to think back to the Civil War days, when homeless, comfortless Steve Foster ronmed the Bowery and peddled songs for a few dollars. And here was No. 15, where he spent his last few days before be died, forlorn, unknown, at Bellevue Hospital. No. 15, Indeed, but Instead of caba ret and music hall, a quick lunch restaurant, managed by Fuerst Brothers, occupies the ground floor. I entered and accosted the "boss," one of the brothers. The tables were most of them In use. My straw hat looked strangely out of place. "Hello," said I, sociably. "Say, do you know of a man named Foster who lived here a long, long time ago?" They Knew. "Yep," replied Mr. Fuerst, "a song writer, wasn't he? A reporter was 'round here once to find out about this chap. Sent a feller to take a photo, too, 'cause this chap lived here. Wrote 'Old Black Joe' and a lot of nigger ditties." "Where did he sleep?" 1 asked. "What kind of place wns this back ! ln 18G3?" "He slept upstairs in a furnished room. They boarded here then, and downstairs was eatin' place and dance hall." I proceeded up a flight of stairs to interview the manager of the Lanier Hotel, which boasted rooms for 25 cents. The first floor contained three sections. In front nearest the win dows facing the Bowery was the as sembly hall for hotel visitors. The manager inhabited a wooden box of fice which separated the "rooms" from the assembly hall. "How long have you been here?" I Inquired. "Not long," said Manager Bertram MacDermott. "I been in charge three months now. Been here about four years." "Know anything about the author of those old songs, 'Wny Down Upon the Swanee Rlbber,' 'My Old Ken tucky Home' and 'Ole Black Joe?' Foster lived here 'way back in the early 60's." "Oh, yes," affirmed MacDermott, drawling. "I'm from Kentucky my self: I'm a Southerner nnd I know all those old darkey songs. Nowadays they don't write any more good dit ties. I used to write the sentimental ones myself. Been in every State In the Union. Say, where d'ye reckon I could send any If I wrote 'em?" I advised the aspiring poet and again Introduced Foster. "What was this hotel like back at that time? Hasn't the place been re modelled since then? Does any one (remember the musician who wrote 'Ole Black Joe' in this house?" "Well, course It's all been Improved. Tore down the walls, fr instance, and put up these here wood'n par titions for rooms. Besides folks keep cornin' and goin," explained MacDer mott. "Sixty years Is a long while ago." "So you don't know where poor Foster slept, eh?" "In one of the torn-down rooms. Ye see, they've always had lodgings here, with eating places downstairs—caba ret und thnt sort of thing." "All four floors belong to the ho tel ?" "Yes, sir, and every one fixed up with rows of these wood'n rooms, Just like this." Tells of His Death. Downstairs on the Bowery sidewalk I encountered an old fellow standing in n crowd of loafers. "Mister," said 1. "d'you happen to know anything about Foster, the chap who wrote that old negro song, 'Ole Black Joe?' " "Eh?" said the old fellow, turning quizzically toward me. He showed his toothless gums, nodded his head, grinned and beckoned me to a quieter comer. "Steve Porter, eh?" I agreed, and he etroked his chin and screwed up his old eyes. Pres ently he presented a full broadside of inspiring gums and mumbled excited ly. I cannot reproduce all his inco herent ejaculations, but here la the gist of what he had to offer. "I'm seventv years old," annoHMSt the old wag. "1 was a youngster In them days. Out for mischief all the time. This part of town was a wild sort o' place then. I kep' my eyes open. There was war too between North an' South, an' I was livin' with Granny in one o' these old houses. I don' 'member when It was. Anyhow, one mornin' early In the winter-" "1864, wasn't It?" said I, anticipat ing his tale. "Don' matter," grumbled the old fellow, disgruntled at being Interrupt ed. "Eh? Where was I?" "On a cold winter's morning," I hinted mildly. "I was a small, sassy Jaybird of u kid," chuckled the old fellow. "I had no business bein' out, but I was, an' i I saw what happened at No. 15. Never fergit it neither, long as I live, j I knew Steve. He and a feller called George were pals. Steve roomed at No. 15 nnd George often came to see him. Well, I wus a messenger boy an' they cnlled me thnt mornin'—now I 'member to fetch Mr. George. Steve Foster was cut up. Accident. Slash In his throat an' blood a-comln' out. Poor feller used to sell songs. Queer, he was, but I liked him, even when he had a lettle too much the night before. "Well, I snw him a-lyln' on the floor. He was a turrlble banged up an' groanin'. Had no money nor nothin'. Mr. George had him took to a hospital. Next I heard he was dead." "It wasn't suicide, was It?' I asked. "No, he jest fell an' hit a pitcher, I reckon." "Did you hear him reffd 'Ole Block Joe' ?" Playing on the Banjo. "Well, I often see him playin' that an' other tunes on a banjo or some thin'. You bet he gave me an awful scare, an' I never fergit It neither." "Steve Foster was hard up to make ends meet, wasn't lie?' "He didn't," snickered the old fel low. "His songs—they couldn't bring in the cash, an' he drank rum to fill up. He was in pretty bad fix nil the time. But he had a good word for n boy like me, even if I was sassy." "Did you learn anything about him?" I queried relentlessly. "I liked him, but there was lots of crazy ones about, an' he was sad an' needed a couple o' jolly pals or a girl," declared the old fellow, winking slyly. "He hud been married, you know," said I, "an' his folks were of fine stock, Pennsylvania nnd Maryland. He came from Pittsburgh. He made his money by composflig songs till the Civil War." "Well, he warn't makin' no money when I knows him," the old fellow stoutly maintained. "An' he couldn't go nowheres to get a free lunch neither, nor stand in a bread line. There's that now, when I'm specially hungry." "You mean the Bowery Mission?" I suggested. "Yep, up a ways, where they has food, an' slngin', an talkin', an' good advice," said ray Informant. "I goes to 'em now an' then ; but has my sav in's still. Oh, yes, an' I aren't goin' to die of starvation neither, like Steve Foster." As I left the old fellow on the cor ner near No. 15 Bowery, I won dered whether any modern geniuses of Steve Foster's type were dying slowly day by day somewhere along the Bowery, and whether they would, if possible, join a free lunch bread, line, endowed by a Foster Fund, which had $50.000 yet to be raised. I secretly wished the Bowery Mission luck in their enterprise, and thanked my stars all folks were not equally unfortunate. "If only I were a millionaire," I mused, "instead of— er —a cub re porter!" VILLA A COUNTRY GENTLEMAN Living Happily Among Hia Followers, Government Finds. An official report from a govern ment agent who recently visited Fran cisco Villa's farm in Mexieo, said the former bandit was living contentedly among 800 of his follbwers, who now form a real farming colony on about 500.000 acres of land In northern Du rango. After six months, the report said, the colony has 50,000 bushels of wheat ready for the market, with sev eral thousand acres under cultivation. The farm is described as one of the most productive in northern Mexico. Villa has started schools to accommo date 500 children and arranged with the Mexican government to provide teachers. Villa is regarded by the colonists as chief and instructor, and the agent said he had taught honest work to hundreds of former marauders. Received $1,000 for Finding Lost Pearl. When leaving the lobby of the George M. Cohan theater in New York City, Jacob Myers, bill poster, stepped on a small, hard object, which he picked up and placed In his pocket. He for got about his And until he saw an ad vertisement In a newspaper offering $1,000 reward for the return of a val uable pearl that waa loot. Jacob I» tuned the gem. i j ~if! Uff » V j M ! M? y s i ■ m no ' ^ 9 5 if )LAIM Sj |3L Some of Them Have Lighthouses and Telegraph Stations. BOAST W ONDERFUL CLIMATE Mildness and Equability Make It More Delightful Even Than That of Cali fornia—Are of Little Importance Agriculturally—Santa Catalina the Best Known—Title Assumed to Have Passed to the United States When California Was Acquired. Nine American Islands off the coast of California, a number of them In habited, and some Important to marin ers because of the lighthouses aud telegraphic stations upon them, are claimed by Mexico, according to dis patches from Mexico City. These Is lands are the subject of the following bulletin issued by the National Geo graphic society from Its Washington (D. C.) headquarters: "The climate of the southern Cali fornia mainland has acquired a world wide reputntlon because of its mild ness and equability ; but the climate of the islands lying from 12 to 50 miles off its coast Is praised by vis itors as even more delightful. Sur rounded by the blue Pacific under a semitropic sun, but fanned by ocean breezes, they are a land of perpetual summer and can be Imagined to merit the title, 'enchanted Isles,' thnt some enthusiasts have bestowed on them. "All of the California Islands are rough and most of them too small to be abundantly supplied with water. 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United States Tires United States ^ Rubber Company \ Highway Garage j A i un dlackfoot Buchanan Motor Co. Majestic Auto j . Aberdeen, Idaho Company ) r, however, sheep and goats are raised In considerable numbers. The largest of the islands, Santa Cruz, only about 25 miles south of Santa Barbara, has some vineyards and orange groves. "Santa Catalina, which has been developed as a pleasure resort, is tin liest known of the Islands. On a beau tiful little crescent bay of that island facing the mainland 25 miles to tin east, the town of Avalon has been built. Thousands of tourists visit tin place every year In the steamers whicl run regularly from San Pedro. Avalon is the main Pacific coast headquarters for big game fishing, the adjacent waters abounding In tunn, sea-bass and swordfish. The little town lias bull' up quite an industry in the mounting of specimens of these great fishes that they may adorn the trophy rooms of sportsmen. Rose From the See. •'California owes her off-shore is lands not to drifting sands as th> southern sections of the Atlantic cons; owe theirs, but to the fact that tin state is the center of one of the most active regions geologically In the worin in recent geological times. San Cle mente, the southernmost of the Islnnds, has risen from the sea, according to geologists, until its topmost peak has an altitude of over 1,900 feet. Santa Cutal'.nn, on the other hand, has been sinking, though evidences of the slow movement are not appnrent to laymen. "None of the California islands is of any great extent. Santa Cruz, the largest. Is 21 miles long and has an average width of five miles. It is also the highest, having a peak which reaches an altitude of 2,407 feet. Sun ra Barbara Island Is only one and one half miles long and one mile wide. The three Anncapa Islands which al most touch, nre together slightly larger, but the Individual sections are smaller. These Islands are generally considered one. "The Farallones, though smnll, are probably the most useful of the Cali fornia Islands. They are a group of rocky Islets nbout 20 miles directly off the Golden gate, the entrance of San Francisco's "wonderful harbor. I'iist i these islets streams an important part of the commerce of the world and from them are flashed by submarine j cable reports of arriving and depart- I mg ships. On the largest of the is- ! lets is situated Farnllone light which throws the first welcoming beam of America to ships bound to San Fran cisco from across the Pacific and out of the South seas. Play Part in History. The California islands played a part In the history of the west coast. Cabrllllo, the first European to sail nertli of the present Mexican line on the Pacific const, discovered them in 1542, died on one of them and was burled there. Viscnlno, another Span ish explorer, surveyed them in 1602, gave them their present names nnd strengthened Spain's claim on them. There was no actual occupation of tic islands until after 1709, when the first settlement In Alta California was made nt San Diego, on the tnnlnland near the islands. During the gold rush of 1849. Catalina was occupied by L'nlted States troops. "When Mexican Independence was gained, the islands passed with the mainland from Spanish to Mexican sovere'gntv. It has been assumed that, when the United Siates took title to California by the treaty of Guad nloupe Hidalgo In ISIS, the Islands passed with the mainland. They are not specifically mentioned in the treaty, and It is probably on this fact that a ^lexlcan claim would be based." Opened Man to Get Back Radium. Radium worth $tl,000, accidentally swallowed by a patient In a hospital In Quincy, 111., was recovered by sur geons In the record time of two hours a stomach Incision. Indian and African Elephants. The most distinguishing point of dif ference between the Indian elephant and the African elephant Is the size and shape of the ear. The ear of the African elephant Is much the larger. i j I ! GENUINE "BULL" DURHAM tobacco makes SO fl ood cigarettes for 10c Abstract. The meaning of the noun abstract. In Its most common use Is that which embraces or embodies the essential parts or features of some larger ob ject or whole; a summary or epitome, ns of a book or document. The term of law, an abstract of title, means a document containing a brief and or derly statement of the original grant nnd subsequent conveyances and en cumbrances relating to the title and ownership of real estate. Foundation of All Good. All good government must begin at home. II Is useless to make good law» for bad people ; what Is wanted Is thl% to subdue the tyranny of the human heart.—Hugh R. Hawels.