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The Omaha Sunday Bee
Comb Honey By EDWARD BLACK. . !ayt of Yesterday. Do you remember tome of the layt we attended in dayi gone by? Remember the thriller the train wrecks, the steamboat explosions, the hero rescued by the heroine from the track to which he had been tied by the villian? Do you recall the ttir . ring lines? , ' There was one play in which the villian accosted the hero with this query: "By what right do you inter fere?" The hero struck a defiant pose and replied: "The .right of any man . to protect a woman in peril!" Where upon the audience cheered lustily and the villian sneered contemptuously, Here is one that almost knocked us out of our seats: "At last, I've got you. Jack Dalton!" ThaNwaa a big tcene.twherein Jack was brought to taw after a series of escapades. It was something of a relief when Jack vns brought to hit knees. If we re member correctly, Jack was so ap preciative of the fitness of things that - lie instinctively held out his hands while the sheriff adjusted the hand cuffs. "I won't sit by that city chap; he wasn't good ta our Nell," was a line that won popular approval. This bucholic youth who spurned the favors of the city chap never failed to "put one over." Another line that evoked general applause was: "Rags are royal raiment when worn for virtue's sake." f A familiar scene in the days of the thrillers was accompanied by the line! "Sign the pipers!" That was in the days when every farmtiad a mort- gage. Just as the old man, with 'trembling hand, was about to append his signature to "the papers, the clatter of a horse's hoofs is heard in the distance. The hero rushes in just in time to thwart the villian and win the girt - . , . r "Where is my long-lost chee-ild?" and "Heaven will protect the working girl," may be remembered as having been identified with the thrillers of yesterday. -. . , : And do you recall how the hero and ; heroine were called before the cur tain and cheered and how we hissed the villian when he appeared at the close of an act? , ,. ,- HimChuy." ,' Here is another bon mot from the police department' recent "safety first" leaflet: , ),... "Your automobile may be under control; but how about the other fel low? He may be a crazy man. You don't know." . That Sounds simple enough, but wu4i we wuuiu line 10 Know is: in the. case of two motorists traveling toward each other, which one is to think that the other may be crazv? And suppose each one should think the other to be crazy? And just aup posin' each should be crazy and heith 1 er should 'know it? . j Did You Ever' : " 1 Smoke a cigar and wish you could remember the name of the donor? v, Do You Remember ', The first time you appeared in pub . lie behind a baby t-uggy? , Can You V Look at your watch and tell the - -time five seconds later? , Will You , Ask, "It ft hot' enough for you?" next summer?' ' Time Table. Careful Observer This table was bought on the installment plan, .; v Oldest Inhabitant Then, it is a lime table, eh? , "Along Came Ruth," . i Nearly everything we hear and read these dayi refers to "ruthless" de struction or warfare.. There if ruth- Poetic Eulogy on Written at the i The following' poem' was written by Charlet D. McNaughton upon hearing of the death of Logan Fonte nelle, chief pf the Omahat. The orig inal is the property of Colonel E. J. (Jack) Adamt of Latrobe, Cah Ctrl', onel Adamt sayr McNaughton met Fontenelle when crossing the plaint in the early '50s, where Omaha now stands, and became very fond of him. Upon hearing of his death he wrote the 'poem.. Mr. McNaughton was then living in the-, tame mining camp with Col onel Adamt in the Big Canyon, sear Spanish Camp, Cal., occupying a bush cabin as hit home. He was 22 years old at the time he wrote the poem. It . was copied and tent incognito to the famous "Gold Era," then published in San Francisco. The publisher ad vertised for the name of the author, , but while McNaughton tent other article for publication he ttiir re tained hit incog. ' (poor fellow he committed tuicide in the year 1872). , Colonel Adamt writet also of the circumstances under which- he first met the noted Indian chief. In the spring of 1852, while he (Adams) was crossing the plans with the Condy and Machin expedition, thiy came to the Missouri river, and Adams, then a youth of 18 years, volunteered to swim -the river to look for a landing on the opposite ahore. When about half way across his horse floundered on a tand bar, gof away from the rider and twam back to the train. But Adamt twam the balance of the - way to the opposite bank. There was ' an Indian standing there, who spoke to him in plain English, laying, 'Some twimmer, boy. What do you want?" "I am looking for a landing," said Adams. The Indian replied, , "Thit is at good at you will find," then added, "Your horst went back. How will, you get backf" Adams re plied, "I'll twim." The Indian gave l whistle and two more Indians came mt of the willows, and had a canoe, de told Adamt to get in and he and one of the Indiant paddled Adamt ! across the river to the train. Mr. Machin, one of, the proprietors of the OMAHA,, SUNDAY MORNING, MARCH Srofe History of Omaha AHflie truth an & untruth thate fit to know By A. R. GROH. Chapter V. Lewis and Clark Expedi tion. The year 1804 was a happy one for1 many of the Indians in Nebraska. William Clark (see foot note) and Meriwether Lewis, two United States army captains, wlio looked like Henry Clay," took a, government expedition to the Pacific coast. The Indians didn't, have any partic ular interest in the expedition, but they 'did in the whisky which they received from the "palefaces." ' Oh, that this terrible curse should have been fastened upon the trusting red men! The party consisted of nine young Kentucky men, fourteen soldiers, two French water -men, an interpreter and hunter and a colored servant. All of these received' large land grants from I 2 .'LEWIS AND CLARK INTRODUCE the government later except the Col ored man, a great injustice which was never remedied. i One day, they found Missouri Indian dressing an elk that he had killed. They allowed him to keep a little of the meat. Fourteen Otto Indians end six chiefs came to have a council, with the white men. Captiin Lewis parad ed his twenty-six men before them to show off his power. Then he made a speech, 'telling them that the United States had bought up the whole country where they lired, but that they could just keep on liv ing there for the present. Each of the chiefs made a speech of about two hours, telling in their simple way of their joy that the Great White Father (as they called the president) had bought the land, and asking to be remembered to the Great White Father. They also asked the white men to help them make peace with the Mahar'lndians, with whom they were at war ' Captain Lewit presented each, of the chiefs with a medal, some paint, gar ters and, beads, a can of powder and a bottle of whisky. Thev also e:tve THE MAHAS AS5 IMI IATTH less war over in the court bouse end ruthless this and ruthless that. It teemt that Ruth hat not been on the job. . , . . .. pverhtad Charges. Teacher What it meant by over head charges? Bright Child-rThat is what papa payt for ma's new, spring bonnet. ' A Revival. "'.'. 'y) An agent for a life-saving device known as "lungmoter" made the rounds of the city hall and was greet ed with the refrain, "Revive Us Again.", ; Logan Fontenelle Time of His Death train was a French scholar and commenced- conversation with the In dian in French, and after talking for a few minutes introduced the Indian to the company as "Logan Fontenelle, clief of the Omahas." 1 Death of Logan Fontenelle, Chief of the Omahat. By Charlu D. McNtuthlon. Sleep, warrior of the Omahat, .. Scarred by many a fatal blow; Alas, that such a noble cause Could give thee to thy cruel foel ' But yet thy life was dearly bought Nine in the desperate combat fell Alone, since thou so well hast fought. Now rest thee Valiant Fontenelle. With lamentations,1 loud and long, Thy childrenmnto God appeal, And when they, chant the savage song, " 1 What true and settled faitK they feel. ..... . As thus they wail with heartfelt grief, They seek thy thadow round, the grave; , Then rest, since . thou, Victorieut Chief, , Didst die as thou has lived a brave. That hour of madness and of-paiq, Brought forth a lion's heart to bleed; ' , Thy warring tribe may. seek in vain For such a chief in time of need. The council now will want thy voice, The field thy valor and thy skill, While the exulting foes rejoice . 'That thine avenging arm ft ttill. For wealth and power the enlight ened great May magnify ambition's aims, i' And gather In a nation's fate The spoils that spring from P" 'tion'i flame. Unto the west I turn my gaze, - Where all in peace the sun may tet; Freedom at in her halcyon days Here 'smiles upon the Indian yet The glory of the tribe is gone; No more will he oppose the foe No more will lead his warriors on No more be first to meet the blow. When chiefs come 'round the council . fire ..... ... And brave exploits frani legends Theri will the Indian blood in ire . Rouse at the name at Fontenelle. 11, 1917. a bottle of whisky -to all the other Indians. . The mosf powerful of the six chiefs was named Weahrushhah, which means Little Thief. When Captain Lewis tried to make peace between the Ottoes and Mahas he found that the war had started when two of the Ottoes went to steal horses from the Mahas, but were caught and killed. Finally a council was arranged and all the chiefs made little talks of two or three hours and then they agreed to make peace. Captain Lewis had run out of medals. So he gashed out some certificates of favor on a little portable typewriter that he had with him,- But the Indians threw the cer tificates of favor on the ground and one scornfully used his certificate to light his pipe. So Captain Lewis had to give them beads and tobacco and whisky, which pleased them much better, especially the whisky. The simple red men went about without any clothing. "They have no CIVILIZATION TO .THE MAHAS covering, except a sort of breech cloth, Lewis writes. Fortunately mere was no national board ot cen sorship in those days. . The expedition camped on the ores- ent site of Omaha. Also where Fort Calhoun now is, and at various other Nebraska points. They arrived back in St. Louis in September, 1806, after two years and three months in the wilderness. Lewis and Clark were hpth given easy government jobs. Lewis was appointed governor jbf Louisiana ter ritory! and Clark of Missouri terri tory. Lewis committed suicide. Oc tober 11, 1809. Clark lived on until 18J8, when he died in St. Louis. 1 Foot Nolo Incorrectly apalleil "Clarke" by aome hlittorlana. My hlatory corrects all auch errora. t - Questions on Chapter V. 1. What great man did Lewis and Uark resemble? . ' , . 2. How long were the speeches of me Jiinian cnieisf ) 3. what did the white men give the Indians to drink? Was this right? 4. How did the Indians rcaard cer tificates oHvpr? CIVILIZATION ' Long distance hiking trips are Tay lor Belcher's pet hobby, and almost every Sunday finds him starting out for some long tramp in the country. He began the cultivation of the art several years ago, going usually alone, and once in a while accompanied by some fair damsel whb was athletically inclined. However, the scarcity of long distance-walking maidens necessitated that the popular young bachelor in dulge in his p'et dissipation alone until this year, when he has been rescued from his solitary rambles by one of Omaha's most attractive young women, Miss Helen Scobie, who is at present in Florida enjoyirfg the out door life of the tropics. , Miss Scobie, who is a lover of the great out doort and is particularly fond of walking, accompanied Taylor on sevefal long tramps early in the winter.' They would-don sensible English walking shoes and start early, having some near by village for their destination, usually dining at some farm house at noon, and returning to Omaha by train late in the day. The last tramping excursion, by these pedestrians was not long before Miss Scobie left for the south. They took the train to Blair and then walked to Herman, Neb., for one of Mrs. Lloyd Burdics (formerly Miss Ida Darlow of this city) famout chicken dinners. Taylor was one of the Omaha boys who went to the Flattsburg training camp last summer, where he had abundant training in hiking, to you may be sure, that he goes about it in telligently and systematically, deriv ing great deal of benefit from the exercise. - ' 4 While he does not claim that his hobby is that oi being a philosopher, it goes without saying that August Larson, proprietor of a Cuming street thirst queucherie, is one. August is full of realization of the fact that within three months Omaha, and Ne braska as well, n to be as dry as a powder horn. Instead ot mourning over the coming of the new condition, LAugust is making the best of it, and in doing so is where he demonstrates that he is a jihilosopher. Until a few days ago there wat no Howy ratlin ' ib as a couplet? on hovse- back,., lie amtfsical By A. EDWIN LONG. a certain ambitious youngster back in Carthage, O., had made good with his first pair of steel spurs, he might have plunged into the wild and hairy west to become a cowboy, in stead of settling in Omaha eventually as bead, of a leading music store. But he didn't make good, with the spurs. Again, if his father had. not insisted uprin the better class of music in the young "mail's early lessons, Anton Hospe might still be fiddling for barn dances in the country around Car thage, sawing the bow to the mad rhythm of "Turkey in the Straw." But this lad's father had a sense for real music, and he drilled and drilled the son until he acquired it, Anton Hospe in his kid days was a neighbor of Billy Howard Taft, for he wat born in Taft't precinct in iCincinnati in 1854. xne tatner lilted to give tne boys outward indications at the Larson drink parlors that the thought of Ne braska going dry had any effect upon tne mind of the proprietor- A (day or two later a sign appeared across the front 1 window of the place and the words painted thereon were proof positive that while August has been indulging in deep thought, he is some thing of a punster, for people walk ing along that portion of Cuming street west of Twenty-fourth were and kre now confronted with this: ' Asked if on his sign he had not mixed his dates, August informs vis itors at his place that there is no mis take; that the law passed by the pres ent legislature and the vote of the people of the state last November has disposed of the whole matter and that "May first will be the last of Au gust," and that there rs no reason for arguing the proposition. j Mrs. F. H. Cole, chairman of the civil service reform department of the General Federation of Woman's clubs, has a hobby and ahe admits It. Her hobby is to promote interest in chem istry -in schools and colleges of the country. She is endeavoring to have another year of chemistry added to the Omaha High school course of study and would have thit branch em phasized in the aeventh and eighth gradea of the elementary schools. She regards chemistry as one of the most essential features of human knowl edge. She believes that chemistry enters to closely into the everyday life of the individual, that its general knowledge should be promoted. Chemistry, the maintain!, goet hand in hand with high ideals and patriot ism and for those who expect to enter public service its value it inestimable. "Bill" Ure sayt he it just foolish about figures. He would rather tit up with an array rf figures than eat the best meal,. Algebra it hit favorite divertisement. - He apendt much of his spare tim-- adding long columns of figures. He can add two rows at a P ; ; , "May first Vill be' ' the last of August." r mafia Iti IS 'came to us courier. their good times, so he kept for their pleasure everything from horses to fishing tackle, and from rowboats to shotguns. A little mill creek flowed past the place. Anton carved his initials on the mud turtles, seined for tadpoles with his battered strawv hat, shot rabbits when he was so small he had to rest the shdtgun on his brother's armto keep from getting kicked out of Ham. ilton county, and rode horses like a circus tiuwii uiuii lie uvuK"l uic spursv . ' l thought 1 was some rider, savs Mr. Hospe, "until I 80t that new pair ot spurs. - naa always oeeu accus tomed to digging my heels -into a horse to keep from falling off. I had the idea that no horse could throw me if I dug my heels into his flank right hard. So when I got the spurs on and touched hint' up, I again crowded my heels in hard to stick on. I went high in the air, and, of course, it is needless to say that I came down, too. but the horse wis not under me when4 came down. , . i " Mr. Hospe has a vaguememory of having looked down on the windmill ours time. He wants to become proficient in mental arithmetic. He can multi ply in his mind such combinationi as 486x659. He says mental arithmetic saves paper. Mr. Ure declares that figures do not fie, but lie admits it is possible to do some wonderful things with them. And for mental poise he avers there is no sedative quite so efficacious as figures. fi story-telling hobby is about the worst ever, but it gets some people, for example Lester Heyn, popular young photographer, was serving on the jury. Sometimes Lester got to the jury room on time in the morning, but most of the time he didn't ' One ' morning he was thirty-five minutes late. "I saw several of the attorneys a,t the Fontenelle last night who stayed as late as I did. I didn't think they would be here at 9 o'clock either, so I took my time," was his excuse. Then he told the rest of the jurors a story about the'elevator man, to keep them in good humor. It seems the new elevator man at the court house used to run the ele vator at the Burgess-Nash store. When he got to the second floor he was accustomed to call out "Ladies' suitsl" . . v - Now, though he works at the court house, he can't escape the habit and so when he reaches the second floor he ttill calls out: "Suits!" Dr.Zoro D. Clark claims he has the only singing mouse in Omaha. Be fore he made, a captive of this tiny pet he heard strange noises m his basement. He was beginning to be lieve the njace was haunted until he happened 9pm Mr. Mouse unawares. He set a trap and caught the musical rodent. He keeps the mouse in a cage and enjoys", hearms; it sing through the livelong day. "This is what I would call an op timistic mouse. Just what it has to be so happy over, I can not tay, but I do know it is happy all the while. Just a poor, littleMonely mouse, with out a mate, but it sings just the same," remarked Dr. Clark as .he proudly showed his pet, ' . . ' Harry Wolf's hobby is long-time leases, as is well known to hit fellow spurs as ANTON HOSPE while he was gyrating in the air, bt this may be a mere error of, percep tion. When lie was a dozen years old he became an apprentice in his father's picture frame shop in Cin cinnati. There he- made picture frames, molding the gold faces by hand. Then he sold picture frames and later assisted in the sale of pianos. He did some work on the farms, too, but found he was not strong enough to enjoy pitching hay into the loft or lifting the hayrack on and off the wagon trucks. , He went back to his picture frames and his gold gilding. After working1 all week he would sally out and fiddle for the dances all night i Always .his musical father was dirt traders. . Some one marched up to him. ' s " "Say," Harry, have 'you ttarted negotiations with the city commis sioners yet for leasing the city hall? Please let me know when you are ready to tackle the court house and the postofiice," he begged. Mr. Wolf is the original "lease" man He hold so many leases he can't remember them all but has to have them indexed on a card catalogue system. Most of the leases in which he is interested are on property in the heart of the city, the Ware, Pat terson, Schjitz, Bee and Shukert buildings, as well as the Keen and Carleton hotels. 1 HoMy! Little Human Interest Stories ' ; Picked Up About the Town Hits by Lewis for the Teachers. Homer P: iewis, remembered by many Omahans as former principal of Central High school, spent sev eral pleasant days here last week. In a short address to the teachers in the auditorium of Central High he aroused the risibilities of the peda gogues by telling them a few stories. One atory related to the embarrass ment of an educator speaking recently at a banquet at Kansas City. He chose for bis subject "Women," which Prof. Lewis said was a good enough subject for anybody. "Generally speaking, women are- generally speaking, women are gen erally speaking, women are generally speaking," said the embarrassed speaker, who unwittingly aroused t storm of applause. V , The ,next story by the former Omaha schoolmaster was of a girl 3'i years of age being taken by a Boston man to her prospective foster parent. iThe guide warned her ynat if she soiled her pretty new shoes she might jeopardize her chances of win ning a good home. Reaching a puddle at an intersection.! she soiled her new shoes, whereupon she remarked: "My God, I'm done fori" ' v W'hen the foster parent heard of the incident be decided that she was drilling him in the manipulation oi . the piano, the flute, the violin, the cornet and other musical instruments until the lad could almost jerk music out of a corncob. A half century ago, when he was a bare 12 years old, he gave a piano recital in Carthage. He recently found a notice of this in the "Fifty Years Ago" column of the Cincinnati Commercial-Tribune, v v After learning his . picture frame trade he did gilding work on the in terior of Pullman cars in the shops at Dayton. After the Chicago fire he landed in that city and began making mirror frames. He drifted to St. Louis and followed the same line. It was when he came to Indianap olis in the course of his wandering! that he met an Omaha man who in duced him to come here. ' "I lauded in Omaha in October, 1874," said Mr. Hospe, "with $65 in my pocket." ' In Omaha he rented a 12x18 store in the Continental building site. When he had paid $25 for the first month's rent his pile of visible capital was shamefully shattered. He made his bread and beans, however, for a time and then moved to a location on Dodge street. During the Grand Central hotel fire, in which four lives were lost, he was a member of the volunteer fire department. He would have been the fifth man killed, but he had worked so long in the heat thai he was too exhausted to climb into the window to work with those who were killed a few minutes later. Johnnie Lea tried to pull Hospe into the window to help with the fire fighting in the hotel lobby, but the young musician! was too exhausted, and he fell baclej The chief sent him home to catch hit breath, and when he opened the gat at his home he heard the crash of the' hotel roof which killed his comrades, ' "There,", exclaimed Mr. Hospej "Johnnie Lee got what he prayed fen for Johnnie always prayed that he, might die fighting a fire." 1 From a second Dodge street Iocs tion, Mr. Hospe moved to bis present location on Douglas street, thirty-two years ago. Three . generations -of Omaha people have bought musical instruments of Mr. Hospe, ranging from the ohi-fashioned organ down through the four-legged piano, the -modern upright piano and the Vic trola. . r (Next la Thla gerfea "How Omaha, Got Charles H. WUhelm.") just the girl for him. So she was re ceived into her new home nd 'ived happily ever afterwards. Yes, He Visited Her School. A man whcThas held high positions in public school work recently told the following story on himself: , "Once upon a time I was traveling from Chicago to Kansas City, being at that time assistant superintendent of schools at the latter city. On the train a gentleman of my acquaintance suggested a game of whist, where upon I replied that two-handed whist was not interesting to me. At the other, end of the car were two charm ing young women, evidently mark ing . time. My friend invited the women to sit in the game, which they did, the session lasting sut hours. We exchanged assumed names and we "displayed no inter est ' in learning the names of the young women, who were strangers' to us. '.'-. "Arriving at Kansas City, I was pick ing up my overcoat when the particu larly charming one of the two young women looked seriously into my face and inquired: 'Mr. , when are you coming out to my school? Of course, I quickly realized that she was a teacher in one of the schools of which I was assistant superintendent. Oh, yes, I visiter her school."