GRAVE OF NOAH
HAS BEEN DEFINITELY LOCATED
ON JEBEL JUDI.
Discovery Moves Washington Writer
to Dissertation on the Life and
Works of the Famous
Old-Timer.
A tremendous weight of sorrow will
be lifted from the hearts of a long
suffering world, we fancy, when it be
comes generally known that the grave
of Noah has been definitely located by
a certain scientific gentleman given
strenuously to knocking round and
about the earth and sticking ills nose
into the haunts of the quaint and curi
ous of the long ago. Noah sleeps tlie
last sleep. It seems. In the summit of
Jebel Judi, near liy and overlooking
the plains of Mesopotamia.
Noah was a most picturesque lndl
vidual. lie was an exceedingly wise
man in his generation, for he had
sense enough lo get in out of the rain
when, according to the record, getting
in out of the rain was all but uni
versally considered extremely foolish
and ill-advised. Nevertheless, had he
not shown ills surpassing wisdom by
acting faithfully upon it, he would not
have come to be known subsequently
ns tlie real, genuinely authenticated
world's champion oldest inhabitant
and the final appeal in all matters of
ancient history.
Noah—who surely must have been
in the original edition the Hon. Noah
i r Col. Noah—probably may safely he
set down as exhibit A among prohibi
tionists. If congress had been invent
ed during or before Noah’s day doubt
less lie would have been a member
and a shrewd and result-getting mem
ber at that. He knew how to play
both < nds against the middle most suc
cessfully a sure sign of the intuitive
and practical politician. lie built and
personally conducted the greatest
water-wagon expedition of all time,
and yet it was known to Noah's closer
friends and associates that he did not
hesitate; to laugh it to scorn on occa
sions and refuse to ride upon il quite
frequently. Astute old Noah! Amid
a world of wetness, he alone was able
to find a place to get off!
Of course some of the spicier tales
told concerning Noah may have had
no real foundation in fact. They may
have been circulated by the opposition,
afterward duly and truly swamped at
the psychological moment, righteously
enough, il is to lie hoped. It must be
remenihi red that Noah held an undis
puted monopoly of the* earth’s trans
portation business for a time, and
probably was, in consequence, a par
ti ularly in? ging target for the
muekrakers and malcontents of the
day.
Anyway, whatever may have been
Noah’s shortcomings or virtues, and
valving the possible preponderance
• itliei way for the moment, his was a
(ompelting personality, and inspires
solemn contemplation and speculation
even at this late hour. Rest his bones
ever there on Jebel Judi! He played
a stirring part in an exciting drama of
considerably more than tank dimen
sions.—Washington Ilerald.
Had to Pay the Interest.
Because he was shy $10 he couldn’t
possibly account for the convivial
young man pawned his new spring
suit. The ticket had been filler! out,
the money paid over and the suit
folded ready to put away when the
young man was inspired to go through
the pockets. In a coat pocket he
found tlie $10 that had so mysteriously
disappeared.
"1 guess we'll just call this deal
off." he said.
He refolded the suit and returned
the ticket and the $10.
"Thirty cents more, if you please,”
said the broker, "interest on $10 for
a month or a fraction thereof.”
“Interest!” exclaimed the young
man. “Great Scott! I haven't been
in here five minutes.”
“That's a fraction of a month,” said
the imperturbable pawnbroker. “You
have put me to .just as much trouble
as if your suit had been here a
month.”
A Strange Patient.
There came to a Birmingham (Eng.)
hospital the other day a man named
Morgan Field, who is afflicted by a
disease which gives hitu the appear
ance of a living corpse. 11 is skin lias
become marble white, devoid of ex
pression, the natural line having been
obliterated, feeling stony cold to the
touch, and looking like the skin of a
dead man. The skin lias become so
tight around the joints that he is un
able to bend them, and he can only
partially open his mouth .with diffi
culty. So far the case lias defied the
resources of medical science, and
specialists can only guess that the
man’s conditions is due to an obstruc
tion in the arteries, veins, or lymph
vessels, caused by some disturbance
in the nervous center governing the
Mood supply.
A Mean Advantage.
Crabbe—He is the meanest fellow
I ever met.
Goodleyw-At any rate he's success
ful. lie has taken advantage of his
opportunities.
Crabbe—Yes, and 1 guess his oppor
tunities were small, which is another
sign of his meatless.
At the Playwrights’ Club.
Member tto friend whom he has
not seen in some time)—And when
was the last appearance of your
i k-cet”
•On the first night."—Fliegeude
Blatter.
TOOK GOOD FATHER'S FANCY
i
Simple ^Explanation of Incident That
Was a Puzzle to the
Housekeeper.
Father O'Connor was feeling un
comfortable.
A f iend. calling, advised him to see
a physician.
"My doctor," said his reverence, "is
out of the city."
"Hut.” said his? friend, "there is Or.
Hailey."
"Yes," replied the priest, "but Dr.
Hailey is a drinking man.”
"Nevertheless," said the friend, "he
can prescribe for you."
So Dr. Halley was sent for, and nf
ter the diagnosis he said: “Father
O’Connor. 1 find the pulse normal, the
heart beats regular,* and no organic,
difficulty whatever.”
“Hut what ails me?" asked hla
reverence. {
"Simply overworked," replied the
doctor.
"And what, sir, is your remedy?"!
Thus asked Father O’Connor.
"Hot punch," responded Dr. Hailey;
"I have two objections to that," said
his reverence. "In tho first place r
haven't any punch and secondly f
would not like to have my housekeep
er know that I use it."
"I can dispose of both objections,1'
said the physician, "for 1 can furnish
the punch and the hot water we'll ask
Mary for will be for shaving.”
So the priest consented, the doctor
supplied the punch, secured, the hot
wafer, found two tumblers and pre-i
pared the remedy.
The doctor tried it and the good
father inquired: "How Is it, doctor?']
Said Hie doctor: "Father O'Connor,
il is a drink fit for the gods."
Tlie good father then experimented
and greatly relished It.
it was a week later. Dr. Hailey met
Mary, the housekeeper, in the street.
"Mary." asked the doctor, “how is his
reverence?'
"Doctor." said Mary, "his? reverence,
sor, is well; yes, intoirely so, but there
is this that's? peculiar about ttie case
of his reverence ever since the after
noon when you came asking for wa
ter: Father O’Connor lias been shav
ing himself ten times a day.—Sunday
Magazine of Hie Los Angeles Herald.
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Irishman’s Clever Trick.
The story of how an Irishman over
reached a Jewish broker was related
at a Glasgow court recently. The
Jew owns two brokers' shops which
are situated immediately facing each
other in tlie same street, so that, dur
ing the absence of his wife, who at
tends to one, the Jew can keep his
eye on both shops One night James
Duffy visited the first shop and sold
(he Jew several article's of his attire
for sixpence. While the Jew was cross
IAs- to his oilier establishment Duffy
lifted a kitchen chair, which he a few
minutes later carried into the Jew’s
second shop, and coolly offered to sell
lor h shilling. The Jew said he could
Hot giv> more than tenpence. This
Duffy accepted, remarking that “times
were hard.” A neighboring broker,
who had seen Duffy’s movement, In
formed the Jew, who, on examining his
purchase, was amazed to discover that
he had bought his own chair. The
magistrate said the story sounded
.more like comic opera than a police
court case, and passed a sentence of
CO days.
Tragedy of a Joke.
An extraordinary thing happened at
Glasshoro. N\ J., one day recently,
which proves once more that truth is
often stranger than fiction. A man
named Wesley Sweet was owing a
.merchant, Eugene Doughty, a little
bill of GO cents, and told the clerk that
if he wras alive he would certainly
call and pay it that night, lie failed
to show up. “I guess Sweet must be
dead.” said the clerk, to Mr. Doughty,
in a jocular way. Next morning Mr.
Doughty and his wife were at the
store, when in walked Mr. Sweet.
"Why, hello!” said Mr. Doughty, "I
thought you were dead."
"Why, no, I’m not,” replied Sweet.
"But you are,” jokingly replied Mr.
Doughty. “You are a man of your
word, and you said last night that if
you were alive you were coming in to
see me; so you must he dead."
Just then a friend o! Mr. Doughty's
came in, and as he turned to greet
him Mr. Sweet reeled suddenly and
fell dead.
The Growth of Languages.
There is an interesting and from the
national point of view a satisfactory
statement in the statistics lately pub
lished in an Italian paper concerning
the growth of modern languages, says
the Westminster Gazette. According
to the figures given the English lan
guage, which a century ago was spo
ken by 30,000,000 individuals. Is now
the means by which no less than a
hundred millions give expression to
their views of things. French, on the
other hand, has spread less than any
of the chief European languages, for
whereas it was used by 34,000,000 men
at the beginning of the nineteenth cen
tury, it is now spoken by 40,000,000.
Seventy million individuals speak Ger
man to-day, against 30,000,000 a hun
dred years ago; 69,000,000 Russian,
against 30,000,000; 32,000,000 Italian,
against 18,000,000, and 44,000.000 Span
ish, against 30,000,000.
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A Great Help.
"So you think you will go into the
American matrimonial market," said
Miss Cayenne.
"1 shall marry an heiress, if that is.
what you mean,” said Count Fucash.
I have a title to he admired and en
j vied."
-True. And a good title goes a long
-. toward making a best seller "
GETIUG IN WRONG
HUMOR OF SOME INOPPORTUNE
REMARKS.
Even Great Novelist. Who Should
Have Been Man of Tact, Admitted
Himself Guilty of Ridicu
lous Blunder.
Charles Dickens once wrote to a
friend, "I have distinguished myself In
two respects lately. 1 took a young
lady, unknown, down to dinner, and
talked to her about (he Bishop of
Durham’s nepotism In the matter of
Mr. Cheese. I found she was Mrs.
Cheese. And expatiated to the mem
ber for Marylebone, thinking him to
be an Irish member, on the con
temptible character of the Marylebone
constituency and the Marylebone rep
resentative.”
Two such mishaps In one evening
were enough to reduce the most bril
liant talker to the condition of the
three inside passengers of a London
bound coach, who beguiled the tedium
of the Journey from Southampton by
discussing the demerits of William
Cobbett until one of the party went
so far as to assert that the object of
their denunciation was a domestic
tyrant, given to beating his wife.
Much to his dismay the solitary
woman passenger, who had hitherto
sat a silent listener, remarked:
“Pardon me, sir, a kinder husband
and father never breathed, and I ought
to know, for I am William Cobbett's
wife.
Mr. Giles of Virginia and Judge
Duval of Maryland, members of con
gress during Washington’s adminis
tration. hoarded at the house of a
Mrs. Gibbon, whose daughters were
well on in years and remarkable for
talkativeness.
When Jefferson became president,
Duval was controller of the treasury
and Giles a senator. Meeting one day
ill Washington, they fell to chatting
over old times, and the senator asked
the controller if lie knew what had
become of "that cackling old maid,
Jenny Gibbon.”
“She Is Mrs. Duval, sir," was the
unexpected reply.
Giles did not attempt to mend mat
ters, as a certain Mr. Tuberville un
wisely did. Happening to observe to
a fellow guest that the lady who had
sat at his right hand at dinner was
the ugliest woman lie had ever be
hind, the person addressed expressed
liis regret that he should think his
wife so ill-looking.
”1 have made a mistake," said the
horrified Tuberville. "I meant the lady
who sat on my left.”
“Well, sir, she is my sister."
This brought the frank avowal: "It
can’t ho helped, sir, then; for if what
you say he true, I confess I never saw
suih an ugly family in the course of
my life.”—Youth’s Companion.
Mistaken for a Queen. '
A Washington woman !m<l (o cut
short her visit in Spain last summer
because she was mistaken for the
dowager queen. She had no idea she
resembled that royal personage until,
when alighting at a railroad station,
she was greeted by officials with
marked courtesy and attention. In
fact, it was so apparent that, she in
quired at the hotel why such atten
tions were bestowed upon her, and
was informed that it was because of
her resemblance to the queen. Going
to Madrid a little later she was sur
prised wherever she appeared by the
deference shown her by the people
as well as by a great many of the of
ficials. This made her a little nerv
ous, and she concluded that in those
days, when royal personages often are
hnndt d a bomb, she would cut short
her visit to Spain and go where she
did not resemble any royal person.—•
Washington correspondence, St. Louis
Star.
Caring for Horses.
Dark stables and stalls cause many
horses to shy. according to Miss
Ethel Money, an English horsewoman
who is now' in this country. Horses
thus kept do not see anything when
(hey first come out of the building,
and shying thus become a habit. "Un
less a horse is quiet and happy in his
stall something is radically wrong.”
Miss Money also says. “Like ourselves,
horses are sometimes* restless and dis
satisfied with their quarters, and then
it is needed often only to change their
stalls to remedy this fault.
"The more water a horse drinks and
the more water lie has to drink the
better. It is a mistake to water horses
only three times a day. It has been
proved that most horses would rather
go thirsty than drink out of a dirty
bucket.
“If a horse lias a thin coat or Is off
his feed Hie chances are 50 to 1 that
he is not getting water enough.”
Worry Made Him Worse.
Mrs. McGuire—Is your ottld man
any better since he wint to th' doc
tor’s, Mrs. Finegan?
Mrs. Finegan—Not wan bit, Mrs. Mc
Guire; it's worse, tlv poor man is wid
ills head whirlin' around an’ around,
trying to discover how to follow th’
doctor's directions."
Mrs. McGuire—An’ what are th' di
rections, Mrs. Finegan?
Mrs. Finegan—Sure, they do he to
take wan powder six toinies a day,
Mrs. McGuire.—Brooklyn Life.
Hard to Teach.
Little Willie—Hey, mu; they Hlu’t
nothin’ 1 kin do to-day, are there?
Mamma—Hear that, Mr. Janos. Ain't
it fierce what language can be learnt
a kid hetore they’re old enough to sde
for himself -Brooklyn Life
WOMEN CAN KEEP SECRETS
Chicago Magistrate of Experience Of
fers Testimony to Shatter Old
T radition.
A Chicago police magistrate, after
long years of observation and experi
ence, declares unequivocally that wom
en keep secrets much more surely
than men, jokesmlths, philosophers
and alleged history to the contrary
notwithstanding. He avers thnt In
Ihe smaller things, the relatively un
important matters, it may lie true
that woman Is the more loose tongued,
that she is naturally somewhat gos
sipy, and her domestic slates, unevent
ful as is usually is. inclines her to
small talk, lint when it comes to Ihe
things that actually count the vital,
compelling, tremendous tilings wom
an is so far beyond man that compari
sons are nil but ridiculous. Moreover,
lie says that nine out of ten police
officers Know this to be true, whatever
the aspect of tho question may he in
other walks of life.
Doubtless it is till as 1 ho Chicago
man says. It seems likely enough,
when contemplated in connection
with certain characteristics of woman
Hint are universally admitted. Take
the matter of bearing physical pain,
for instance. There is scarcely a phy
sician anywhere who will not toll you
that the average woman will bear
without a murmur pain that would
drive men to suicide. Woman shrinks
shudderingly from the slightest Im
pending danger, but she faces u real
crisis whun il is upon her in a way
man rarely rises to.
If we could get the wives, sisters,
mothers and sweethearts of Chicago
to loll their secrets, wo should soon
clear up hundreds of seemingly Im
penetrable mysteries that have ha filed
us for many years. Hut we cannot
do it. Methods that drag the miser
able truth from men, time and again,
fail utterly when applied to women.
There may be a way to get them to
tell the secrets we know they possess,
but we have never discovered it, and
never expect to.
All of which seems to ring true. It
is so like a woman, anyhow!
Romance of an Earthquake.
As a result of the late disastrous
earthquake sit Messina a pointsman at
the Messina station, Scarinei by name,
lias become the possessor of two
wives. In the catastrophe lie lost his
wife and children, and every effort to
find theiy, either living or dead, was
fruitless. He gave up all hope, be
came resigned to his fate, ami ten
months later married a beautiful Mcs
sinese. The other day a well-dressed
woman arrived at the Messina station
and inquired for Scarinei. He went
to her, and was surprised to find him
self in the presence of his first wife.
Site explained that she had been bad
ly wounded, and had been rescued by
sailors and taken to a Russian cruis
er. She had been taken in the vessel
to Russia, whence she had just re
turned. her 'recovery having been a
very long one. As she did not know
how to write, and had not succeeded
In making herself understood in Rus
sian, she had been unable to send any
news of herself.
Wedding Guests in Masque.
Poulbot, a Paris caricaturist, hav
lug determined upon so commonplace
a step as getting married, decided
that lie would be married in no com
monplace way. He asked all his
friends to the wedding, but (here was
a sine qua non condition attached to
the invitation. You had to go with a
"made-up head” or you would not be
admitted. Preferably you were re
quested to make up as a country
cousin at. a village wedding. Some
guests arrived as ancient peasants,
others os village idiots. There were
several bluff squires and rural elder
ly gentlemen with means, a number of
retired officers and exuberant uncles
from the south, besides fierce military
gentlemen from the hottest stations
of Algeria. The only persons who worn
their natural physiognomies were tlv
couple most concerned. They had
drawn the line at making up them
selves as a burlesque bride and si
comic bridegroom.
Life Saved by Handcuffs.
Handcuffs were pur to an unii-iiai
use at Hull one day recently. I ■ -lug in
strumental in saving the life of Wal
ter Falrweather, skipper of Leeds
barge, from drowning. Falrweather
was going ahourd Ills vessel when he
fell into the dock. The incident was
noticed by a constable, who jumped on
hoard the vessel from the quay, and,
leaning over the side, managed to fas
ten the handcuffs on Fairweathf-r'
wrlsti By this means the skipper
hfdd above water until assistance ar
rived and he wa pulled out London
Mail.
Doing His Best.
‘‘Do you whistle or sing or recite?"
‘‘No."
“Can you do nothing to entertain
the guests?"
‘‘Well, 1 can name all the vice-presi
dents we've ever had The accom
plishment has been mentioned ns un
usual.”
Gratifying His Tastes.
“You take a great deal of Interest
In gardening.”
‘‘Well," answered Mr. Crosslots, “I
send for all the seed catalogues, it Is
not so much that 1 like gardening a
that 1 enjoy art and literature.”
Damon to His Pythias.
The Duelist—You are a true friend
to me. You always support me at
painful moments I remember that
you were a witnos. at my mar: m ■ —
Hire
WHEN DUTY CALLED
MASSACHUSETTS HERO PROMPT
• N HIS ANSWER.
Gallant Deed of Long Ago. Whereby
Many Lives Were Saved, Is Re
called— Daniel Collins Graves
Deserves Monument.
Thirty-five years ago on May 10
next a niun whoso sense of danger
and lovo of his fellow man were well
developed achieved immortal fame in
western Massachusetts. 11 is name was
Daniel Collins Graves. For something
like a year his name was on every
tongue In the country, lie was the
subject of pulpit and platform orators.
John Boyle O’Hellly of the Boston
Pilot, Immortalized him in stirring
verse, which Included these stanzas;
No song of a soldier riding down
To the raging light from Winchester
town;
No song of n limn that shook thn earth
With thn nations' tliroo at a halloa's
birth;
But the song of n bravo man. free from
fear
As Sheridan's self or Paul Revere;
Who risked what they risked, free from
strife.
And Its promise of glorious pay—his
life!
When heroes are called for. bring the
crown
To this Yankee rider: send him down
On the stream of lime with the CurtlUS
old;
Ills deed, ns (he Roman's, was brave
and bold,
And the tale can as noble a thrill
awake.
For he offered Ills life for the people’s
sake.
And then the country seemed to
forget, but Graves remained the hero
of his section and ills death at the
age of 70 in his old home village of
Williamsburg brings him onro morn
Into the public eye. Mill river, the
most eastern branch of the Westfield,
had been dammed three mile above
Williamsburg, thus seeming an addi
tional head nf 21 feet for power pur
poses Above a long, narrow valley,
thickly dotted with villages, hung a
body of 1,000.00(1,000 gallons of water.
Collins Grave s had been on an early
morning errand on the morning of
May IB, 1871 As ho drove Into Ills
yard a neighbor hurried past shout
ing: ‘‘The dam Is giving way!" In
stantly Graves knew what this would
mean. He tore the harness from his
horse, sprang to tls bare back and
dashed down the valley on the run
shouting the alarm and telling the In
habitants to take to the high ground.
Fifteen hundred lives were at stake
and Graves’ Imrso was not of the ra
cing type and Ill-lilted with wind and
limbs to make time against a roaring
cataract with n fall of 100 feet to the
mile, hut lie served for all but 160.
A large part of Williamsburg with a
button factory, woolen mill, saw and
grist mill were carried away. A silk
mill at Skinnerville and 15 houses
were swept along At. Haydcnvilie the
brass works and several dwellings,
the entire village of I/eeds was de
stroyed and considerable damage was
done at Florence and Northampton.
The financial loss was $1,600,000. The
Mill river disaster was a notable
event In history until the more ap
palling flood occurred at Johnstown,
Fa. Daniel Collins Graves deserves a
monument to perpetuate the memory
of Ills famous ride.
—
Broke Down in Maiden Speeches.
Of (he many members of the Urltish
parliament who have broken down in
their maiden speeches there is no
more distressing instance than ihat of
Gibson Craig in 1887, thus graphically
described by Disraeli: “Gibfeon Craig,
of whom the Whigs had hopes, rose,
stared like a stuck pig, and said
nothing, ills friends cheered, he stam
mered, all cheered; then there was a
dead and awful pause, and then he sat
down, and that was Ills performance.’’
Another breakdown in a maiden
speech was by a happy thought turned
Into a success This was by Lord Ash
ley, who was a stanch supporter or a
hill fo grant the services or counsel
to prisoners Indicted for high trea
son, but when he rose to make his
maiden speech lie found himself de
void of language The house cheered
encouragement. At last he managed
to blurt out: "If Mr Speaker, sir, I,
who now rise only to give my opinion
on the bill, am so confounded that 1
am unable to express what I proposed
to say, what must b ■ the condition of
that man who without any assistance
Is pleading for his life and Is appre
hensive of being deprived of it?" The
elaborate speech he had prepared
would have been less effective
False Pretenses.
Mrs. Join s -These tradespeople are
so unreliable In their representations.
You cannot place any dependence In
their advertisements at all
Mrs. Brown Poor dear! What’s
the matter now’’
Mrs. Jones—Why, when we bought
our automobile we paid an extra sum
to have one of Mr Valentine’s shock
absorbers attached to the axles.
Mrs. Brown—And did it work?
Mrs. Jones—Did it work? Why,
when Mr. Jones was out alone the
other day the machine slid over a 20
foot embankment and turned turtle.
Poor dear Mr. Jones was shocked ter
ribly. Mr. Valentine's attachment did
not work at all. It Is perfectly shame
ful.—Rochester Herald.
Success.
Brother Elfaw—How am yo' son
gittin’ along in his new job as a Pull
man po’tah?
Brother Smoot -Fine, sah! Dat boy
kin make a few passes and put mo’
dust on a pusson dan he brushes off,
and It didn’t take him two weeks to
learn to slam a do' in de way dat no
body but a railroad man kin slam it.
Yassah, Cla’ence is sho' doin ele
gant —Puck
j —Something new, Favorite Pruning
j Saw. Trim your trees from th«
I ground. Six reasons why it is th®
best in the market. Write J. A.
! Schroer & Co., Fruit Packers and
| dealers for circulars and prices, St.
1 Joseph, Mo, 10 -5t.
I """ “
n
KEEPING
the quality of
your goods a
secret Is what
you accom
plish when
you don’t ad
vertise them.
You know they're
best; so do n few
others I But the
general public are
they informed? Tell
them! Don't keep
it a dark secret.
A. .'..cauflMII
Let the light
shine through
the columns
of this paper.
0 opyrigUt, lUUU, b> W. N. I’,)
Notice!
We will receive bide for tbe < ica
vation of the basement for the n«w
Christina church to Monday, Mareh
US. Any one desiring to bid cun get
the plans from Rev. Day at ills office
in the Jenne opera house, lie wHl
also explain conditions to govern in
Bending ill bids.
For Sale!
The Christian church lias for sale
good lumber and windows from old
church building, also several hundred
loads of dirt. Inquire at office of
Rev. Day in the Jenne opera house or
call phone 4U(>.
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Office Phone260 Residence Phone 271
WHITAKER
The Auctioneer
Before arranging date write, tele
phone or telegraph, my expense
J G. WHITAKER
Phonos 168 I.U 2I6I Falls City. Neb.
