Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, April 22, 1917, SOCIETY, Image 22
The Omaha Sunday Bee Fir now uma OMAHA, SUNDAY MORNING, APRIL 22, 1917. Comb Honey Playing in the Bind Those who hive never plye! In the town bind hive missed much of the joy of life. In recounting the great moments of their livei some mm hive referred to the time they delivered in oration it i Fourth of July celebration, played SartU Claus it i Christmas tree entertainment, laid the cornerstone of a town hall, stopped a runaway team or served as judge at a baby show. Those may be honors in their way, but playing in the town band, when you and I ere boys, transcended all earthly stations, except, pernaps, Being s tionmaster or oostmaster. Yon. practiced on an old horn at home until you could play "Old Black foe," "Dixie." "Shall We Gather at the River." "A ce Ben Bolt." "Home, Sweet Home," "The Vacant Chair" and "Captain Jinks" in such a manner so that listeners of musical discern ment could recognize the tunes. Come t time when you proudly broke the news at home, that you were go ing to ioin the band. Your mother looked at you in admiration and ex pressed the hope that your new ami ution would not keep you out late of nights. Your dad concealed a feeling of satisfaction over the prospect mat your musical activities would relieve the family fireside of some of the shrill noises which had been assault ing his ears for several months last past. The band was just being organized when you joined. The players met to practice in a lodge room over the town drug store. There were no uni forms for some time. Bv diligent re hearsing the instrumentalists man tged in the fullness of time to play a tune m unison. J hen came l:.t proud moment the first appearance n public, on the occasion of a Fourth of July parade to the park, where there was speaking and games. That was the day when you wore the new niform for the first time. All along the line of march yon were greeted with laudations from those who had known you from the cradle to the band. Yon wanted to catch a jlimpse of an admiring eye, but watchfulness of the notes on the book in front of your instrument required all of your attention. Wasn t it hot in that tight suit I At the park you tat on a platform and were cheered after each tune. Between tunes you recognized a pair of eyes which seemed different from all of the other eyes in the gathering. Those eyes were shining only for you, so you thought, and perhaps you thought right. You had met those eyes be fore, across an ice cream table at the drug store. You wanted to ask her what the thought of you in your new band (uit And if you could have taken off that hot coat, what a com fort it would have been I . Yes, playing in the old town band when you and I were boya was not to be sneezed at It was some band, wasn't it? Remember that fat fellow with the big drum? " Memories: Do you remember (he days when the meat market man gave you a piece of sausage every time you en tered for a purchase? - Heard by the Eavesdropper. ' "I'd rather go to war than get mar ried." "You can't expect that 1 can buy you candy everv time we come to Everybody lias a Poetry is Judge Wakeley'a hobby.! Ask him and he will tell you all about it When he doffs the judicial toga at the court house and hies homeward to don his smoking jacket he com munes with the poets. "During one of my trips to Europe I visited the graves of Shelly and Keats in a Protestant cemetery in , Rome and while in England I visited . Stoge Fogis graveyard and saw the acene of Thomas Gray's "Elegy of a Country Churchyard," said the judge. He believes poetry is the last word of hobbies.. He says it stimulates the imagination and makes a man broad minded, with a larger aympathy for all mankind. He remember the inscriptions he read on the graves of the famous poeta buried in Europe and can re cite many poems of these writers. He enjoys Burns and Moore and Kipling and many others. "If you want a hobby that is worth while just go in for poetry. The poets are my best friends. Oh, yes, I enjoy Riley's poems, too," added the judge. Digging up .fossilized remains of prehistoric races ; the hobby which has fastened itself upon! Robert F. Gil der, an Omaha newspaperman. The hobby has stuck so that a score of vears be has been Aiaa'ma. Th result is that he has one of the finest collections of remains ever gathered by any individual with his own shovel and pick. The Gilder collection in the museum at the Omaha city library is one of the most interesting collec tions to be found there, and betidei , this he has given away fine speci mens, including three exceptionally rare skuiis. to tne college of medicine of the University of Nebraska. A decade ago he had the scientists of two continents alarmed over his dis. covery of what became known as the .Nebraska Loess Man. the skull of which he unearthed from some gla- . ciai unit in the mils north ot Flo rence, lhen some jealous eastern scientists sought to pronounce the Srote HisWof Omalia All flie trutti zmi unlfiifli lhafe fit b know , v. By A. R. GROH. CHAPTER XI. ' Government Gets Started. Omaha was the first capital of Ne braska. Bellevue came near getting the honor. .Francis Burt, the first territorial governor, was going to place it there, but he died. He was a refined and honest man, but not much good at selecting capitals. His suc cessor, Thomas B. Cuming, designa ted Omaha as the capital. The first session met in January, 1855, and the members abused the hospitality of. Omaha - by beginning agitation to remove the capitol to Lin coln. I his question came - up at every session after that for twelve years and finally, in 1866, they decided to remove the capitol to Lincoln. Those who know what a session of the legislature is are doubtless glad it meets in Lincoln. The capitol building doesn't amount to much, town. I bought you some apples, and they are better for you." "I hope the peach crop is safe." "I'd set married if 1 had a clean collar." " "May first won't bother me. I should grieve." War Notes. ' Somebody suggests enlisting the Baptists for submarine service. A group of Omaha young women say they will decorate the slackers with yellow ribbons. Another yellow peril. Omaha women would make good secret service workers because they can keep a secret , 1 He Can Hear i Motion. , A lawyer, calling to interview Judge Woodrough of federal court was met at the door by Deputy Marshal Quin ley, who announced, "The judge is hearing motions." "The judge must have an acu(e sense of hearing to be able to hear a motion," factitiously replied thelaw- Thinking It Over. It might be' said that the Teutons are getting too rrroch Haig-and-Haig on the western front. And it might also be said that the Germans are being 'arrassed by the Britons in the Arras region. In any event, it ap pears that 'the British are having a ripping time on the Hindenbursj line. Internal Improvements: Shi $in vnu have been tn a hos pital." , He: "Yea. had mv annendix re moved." She: Internal improvements, as it were." He: "Yes." skull that of a common Indian, but they did not aucceed in convincing anyone but themselves. Anyway Mr. Gilder won such distinction in the archaeological field that he was ap pointed by the University of Nebraska as official field archaeologist This gives official co'or to his long years of hard digging in the hills, and gives him a nice little fee for his work be sides. It is seldom that a man has two hobbies. Any man can have one, but when it comes to having more some one of them is likely to suffer from neglect However, in this town there is a man, John Mellen, general agent of the Northwestern, who has a couple of hobbies and he hobbies on ' one as much as the other, though one noDDy goes into the discard when cold weather comes. Aside from his railroad work, the real hobby of John Mellen is to swim and as a swimmer he is counted about the best among the cottage dwellers at Carter lake. In summer he usually spends four hours in the water, two from 4 to 6 o'clock, in the morning and two from 7 to 9 o'clock in the evening. John Mellen swims because he likes it and because it is his recreation. Al though 55 years of age, in the water lie is as light and active as a water fowl and when it comes to fancy swimming there are few of the swim mers who are his equal. Ed Slater's hobby is the Omaha Real Estate board. Ed is president. He came into the presidency about til tim- ,V.. nA b 1 tr... ....... ...v ,aiuiG ex change became the board. It used to " ura, nut a mere sningie. Srirnrtim it .l.:nl-4 :. vn.i.u.vu uvnil UIIM1 11 was a mere sliver, but since Ed Slater us Dn president it has been a real board. At th la., r.. .t. - -. ... .., ,aL lulling wic attendance was so large that it looked iim a pianic, or a two-oy-tour at least. Estill VA ;!,,.. a. .': all credit for making a big real estate VZV Iff 'THE GOOD OLD DAYS' l gjliais Y( anyway, as it is dilapidated and fall ing to pieces. The capitol having been taken to Lincoln, the energetic citizens of Omaha determined to have a court house, anyway. So the block bound ed by Seventeenth, Eighteenth, Far nam and Harney streets was pur chased and a nice county jail was built afthe southwest corner. Later the court house was erected. The court house stood on top of a high clay bank, reached by a long flight of steps. That was before the days of elevators, and it was a hard job to climb up to the first floor, and still harder to get to the third and fourth floors. Many lawyers got so tuckered out climbing up that they couldn't shout as loud as they do nowadays when addressing juries. The people of that day, however, weri a iiardy race. Eventually, leaders in thought saw that if the clay bank were removed and the court house built on the level of the street all this climbing would be done away with. So the old court house was pulled down, the clay bank removed 'and the new court house built and equipped with elevators, rooms for the pioneers to meet in, benches in the ccrridors, ornamental brass cuspidors and many other con veniences undreamed of by the men who built the first court house and thought it such a fine building. Thus does civilization move forward in its irresistible march. Jesse Lowe was the first mayor of Omaha and the first council meeting was held March 5, 1857. They passed an ordinance to prevent hogs from running at large and other in nortant legislation. Hapburn & Chapman offered to do the city printing at the following prices: One-fourth sheet bills, first 100, $4; each subsequent 100, $3; one- half sheet bills, first 1UU, yj; each sub sequent 100, $4. Whether this bid was accepted or not is one of the ob scure points of history which has not been definitely solved, and perhaps never will be. The city council of those days was very industrious. It used to meet every day except Sunday during the first three months. By that time the CASIY 'IMPORTANT lEQiUATIOf novelty of being councilmen wore off and they decided to meet only Tues day evenings at 8 o'clock. They spent money freely and finally got so hard up that the city had' to issue script money, and things soon got so tight that the council couldn't afford to spend $150 to repair the state capitol building. Some fellow rented a room in the basement of the capitol building and started to open a saloon there. When the city council heard this it passed a resolution forbidding it by a vote of 6 to 2. Thus the dignity of the state was preserved, even though the board out of this organization. He is modest enough at that. He knows as well as all the members know that the other fellows have helped and have worked hard, and that Frank H. Meyers toiled like a Turk to get this organization on its feet and to frame articles of incorporation for it, Deputy United States Marshal Quinley's hobby is farming. His ranch is in the suburbs and it is so large that it would take a week to walk around it; that is, it would take a turtle that long to walk around it The ranch has an area of one acre. Mr. Quinley has already put in half an acre of potatoes and a quar ter acre of other foodstuffs. The rest of the ranch is occupied by the resi-1 dence, chicken yard and flivver cup board,. , . "I've got a lot of chickens," said Farmer Quinley. "Fresh eggs all the time and a broiler now and then." "Haven't you got any other live stock?" he was interrogated. "Wall, no;" he repield, stroking an imaginary set of whiskers. "But I do kinds figger on getting a pair o' young shoals (pigs, you know), and raise em and have plenty of sausage and ham and bacon. Probably I'll oo that before long." ; Tnn1l IT. Mttlarrl nr.tiil.til ti Omaha National bank and former united Mates senator, has a hobby of traveling on water. Ocean travel is his favorite recreation. It is be lieved that he has traveled more miles than any other Omahan on the oceans of the world. He has not missed a.. ocean voyage for many years. Last year he pressed the Pacific and re turned ort the same boat, just for thj ride. Old ocean gray has a peculiar charm for him. He loves the romance of the sea and believes that Neptune's blue expanse is a panacea for tired nerves. ' Thift war ft will f.-- I,:. ....... l , j ma aiiuuAi jaunt on the ocean for reasons which uc ayi are generally Known. He may (tis bogs fcv yr - are tummi I Hmft & loo much kkJf is a 1 On a like lie led j- 4Re procession and tsjf fA 1 1 M Ttow a. leaaer s & :ntevcan titans By A. EDWIN LONG. He used to race on high wheeled bicycles in the big circuits in Ne braska,' and used to win, too. - He used to ride running horses for his" father and was at one time one of "the best jockies in Nebraska. In 1884 he bought his first high wheeler bicycle, and how he did spin around the tracks at York, Hastings, Grand Island, Lincoln, and other courses in the circuit! "Here comes 'Dell' Eldredge," the crowd would shout from the grand stand, as he would come carving the atmosphere around, the curve at the last lap, leaning in on the turn like the tower of Piza. - And sul-e enough it was "Dell." The crowd could recognize him clear across the track or in the dust of the home stretch by his green knick- erobchers, (he purple blouse, or the flying hair. I i Then as he drew closer they could recognize him still easier, for he was literally crusted over with medals. Every time he won he got some kind of a medal, until his breast was fairly clanking with bronze medals, iron crosses, horseshoes and other scrap. Today Eldredge cannot prove he ever had a medal at all, for he admits in those days he used to sell his med als. "A quarter looked better to us member! of the legislature may have been inconveniencd. 4t Qustlona on Chapter XI. 1 What is the nresent condition of the capitol building? 2 Were there anv elevators in f J old court .house? ; : , 3. What prices were made 6n city printing by Hepburn & Chapman? a hi... j: j .1. ...i . L . wily uiu uic 1!M" WIOI1 IV VVII - t xi -1 i. . . : i .1 ; 4 take a trip to the Great Lakes. He must have some kind ot a boat noe during the summer. He has no desire to travel in a submarine. If there is anything Police Judge Fitzgerald would rather, do than go to a ball game, he nor no one else has found it vet. Fitzgerald has not missed a season's "opener" for years. He said that if he had the time he would have gone out to Denver to see the Rourkes perform in their curtain raiser with the Colorado club. It is a safe bet that a ball player up before Judge Fitzgerald would get off with a light line. ' But base ball is not the only ath letic sport that Judge Fitzgerald likes, in the fall he is as ardent a foot ball fan as the most unsophicated college freshman. He has attended every big gridiron battle staged in Omaha in the last few years and avers he will continue to do so as long as he has the price of admission. The police judge was an athlete in his younger days, both in high school and college. He is both a Creighton and Michigan university man. Yearj ago, when he was a High school student at Graf ton, Neb., the present police judge high jumped five feet, eleven inches at a track meet. The record still bold, in "his home town." ..-(- County Attorney George Magney is a rabid, thirty-third degree base ball fan. During base ball season the erst while prosecutor of criminals is a visitor at Rourke field whenever he has the time. He has not missed a season's opening game in years, and when he picks up a newspaper in the summer time the sport page is the first place he looks. The county attorney is as well versed in batting averages, pitchers' records and league standings as he is in the law.-There is a saying round the court house tha.t County Attorney Magney's dream, of heaven is Ty Cobb at bat, Walter Johnson pitching and . Eddie Collins, Hans Wagner and Napoleon Lajoie on first, second and third, respectively. and kids than a medal in those days,' he says. ' ' He was vice consul for the state of Nebraska in the racing circuit for two years, then official handicapper and chairman ot, the racing board lor three ysars. - When he wasn't riding bicycles he was training race horses for his fa ther, John C. Eldredge, who, in the firm of Eldredge & John Jacobs, owned and raced a string of excep tionally fine horses throughout Ne braska and .other states in the eighties. He could wield the bat over the foaming flank of the most vicious horse on the tracks and nose -under the wire on time if it was in the bone and thews of the animals to get there at all. Of course, "Cousin Kate," a spec tacular racing mare of those days, heaved him' over, her head many a time, and piled him over, the inner ropes and info the grandstand, but then that made the races all the more entertaining. , - "Cousin Kate" was a. "bolter f That is, she would kick the scenery behind her for a half mile just as though she was in earnest,, and tVen would sud denly sock her heels into.the dirt, rear back on her haunches, and stop dead in a great waltzing cloud of dust It was upon such occasions that "Dell" Eldredge would leave the saddle and finish the race by aviation. ; And yet this jockey had ambitions above being a jockey. He wanted to be a .merchant in a wholesale way. He said litfle to his Prize Winners and Prize In the Last Puzzle Picture Contest The Ten Prize Winner 'r ' V- I. By C H.'Dixon, 536 South Twenty-eighth Street. Enlist my boyl Your country and Old Glory call you Give kaisensm one good staggering blow; ;. The world is watching, and whate'er befall you, You have our blessing, jow, uoa dicsb you uui By Mrs. E. G. King, Edgar, Neb. My ion, your country calls for you today. I'm old in years, yet would not bid you stay. Dear to my heart, my son, you truly are,. ... " Yet dearer is my country's honor far ' And so I say to you, my son, go fight Under your country's flag to speed the right III. . By Mrs. David C Grant, Western Union Tel Co., City. Enter, my son, the ranks of those whJ dare, Nor count the cost in women's tears; nor spare ,. Love, life and service for they country's flag. I charge thee, hold thy liberty so pure, So high, so true, no circumstance can sag Thy courage; of thyself be sure. . . - IV. ' ...... By Frances Shaw, S20 Third Street Council Bluffs. I am for peace. . " I would not see men at each others throats, But when oppression, treachery and shame Would dominate the earth and crush the right, Then peace is but the coward craven's part So, go, my son, strike hard I ' Give all for freedom's cause, Nor count it sacrifice. ' -v .. v. ; : ' - : V By Miss Eda Warren, 2315 Haroey Street , Throw back your shoulders, stick out your chest! 4 Among brave soldiers, you be the bestl . Your colors call you, your country, too. ' Fight for their honorl Do all you can dol Take hold of the pen, put down your name! , Your forefathers did it, you do the same! . VI.'' By Willie Reynolds, Sutherland, Net. ; Ah, soon in a battle-scarred trench yon may lurk, With hell waging war all around; . With death hotly work jn the grime and the murk ; Where corpses embellish the ground. You're off to get killed or bump off the mob - . r" That'll be out to pot others and you, So, give 'em your best and camp on' the job, i And honor the Red, White and Blue. . , " V- ? '.. - VII. '.'.-: By J. R. Davis, New York Central Railway, City. ' My boy, stand by your flag, for it unfurled,' Means freedom and equality to all the world! Your mothers' tears are those of pride and joy; She'll shed no tears of shame for you, my boy. Your country calls, and you have heard her voice. God bless you, aonl You've made a noble choice. . . ' VIII. ; ; ' ..jV By Manuel Gross, 2101 Paul Street r My heart is sad, but bursting with pride that you go when duty calls to protect the honor and self-respect of our country and yourself. Go, son! And return, as God wills, for "In God we trust" . . IX. By C. Seebe, 203 Stutsman Street Council Bluffs. Enlist and do your part son! . As I did mine in '61. - The trumpet'i blare 1 The roll of druml The gathering legions bid you cornel Though it must grieve your mother's heart; She would for you no cowird's part Watck Ika B Stmt Saar tat tte FmO roil S 7 "V . father about it, for his father was a racehorse man. So long as the lad had to be a jockey, he threw his soul into it to be a good one and he was. But after the races, when the darkies were sponging horses, and Jockey Eldredge'was lying on a horseblanket in the stall swappiu- tobacco with the other"-boys of the purple trousers, his thoughts would fly away to the big cities where, he fancied himself a merchant dealing in goods in large quantities and signing big checks with the name "D. C. Eldredge." He broiigh. the ambition with him from Ford county, 111., where he was born.. He brought it with him from Piano, 111., where, between the ages of nine and fourteen, he divided his time between school and mumble-te-peg. He carried the ambition around tne race tracks with him whether on a highfwheeler or on .the whalebone back , of, "C usin Kate." He carried it with him through high school in Lincoln.' And when he got his diploma he laid it away in a trunk and went into the butter and egg busi ness in Lincoln. ' In 1893 he found himself in the butter', eggs and j,oultry business in What By Hugh Clow, 2014 1 StreeSouth Side. . , My son, remember your duty, : " ".. And while fighting for Uncle Sara, Don't-forget your daddy is praying For peace to reign over our land. some utner uooa Answers. . ' By C G. Reynolds, Griswold, la, Your country, calls. Your duty's plain. ; - Let not your footsteps lag. Oh. son, if I were young again, I'd take that dear old flag, ' And carry it 'mid shot and shell . . Where sabers, flashing bright Struck terror to the souls of men. .-. Who trample on the right . By J. L. J.ajpart, Loomis, NeWSS' There are nations and there are nations, son. There) is also a just God of nations. He has never deserted us and will not do so now. Follow your instincts and fear no danger. ' .. By Pewey Gardner, Wall Lake, la : fT.atpIv Fnlicrrrl in rhr National C.itrA My boy, I fought to preserve the union. Go, and . ' defend its honorl , v : By Mrs. E- 'Morris, . Box 524, Omaha: r Enlist, my boy, it's the proper thing, Way back in 61 I had my fling. The president has called, it must be done; - . - Mother, sister and I will miss you son, : . And though we knew you'd never come back, ' -"', We'd rather aee yon dead than have you "slack." . , By Mrs. Dale Miller, Glenwood, la. I bid you follow the flag, my ion, i Loyal and unafraid, ' Till freedom's cause is fairly won, . And a ricrhteoui oeace in mariV; " . -In the name of an outraged nation Keep step in the ranks of right, - That the world may know that America A Is not afraid to fight I Bv Edith Palmer. Nchawka. IrH . My, soul The Americans or we Mctn ui Ska A war York. . In 1899 Armour & Company reached out a great hand and dragged him into Omaha as a manager of their butter, egg and poultry depart ment - . . ; Thirteen years ago he jumped from Armours to the Harding Creamery company as vice president, a position which he still holds. He became in terested in the Farmers' Creamery company of Des Moines, and is today president of that concern. Having capacity for still more executive re ...:k:i:.:.b. i.. i.c T... . . president of the Benson-Thorne dry goods house in Omaha. Horse racing is now, in the' words of Kipling: . "All shoved behind him now, Long ago, and faraway." - Shooting ducks and chickens is now his principal pastime. But there is less and less opportunity for pastime with Eldredge, for besides being an executive in several going concerns in Omaha, he is active in the University club, Happy Hollow club, Carter Lake club, and in the Masons, Knights Templar, Shriners and various other organizations. ' ; . ' Next In Thli gerle. - "How Onahs CM Frank E. White." Answers - the Father Said to His Son day of the "hyphen" is past, We are are traitors I ja Fnnduw Wkt CaaftMfc . f ' "'--U '-1 1 s . . X.