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the event ware in their beds aimr as
quick as .the victim of their sense of
justtice. The telegrapher was ia an
otlier town nt a dance. Back at
Omaha the front page or tiho paper
was being' lield for the lynching
news, uiid the managing editor walk
ed the floor and wondered if Smith
wis going- "to "faM down.." At 1:30 a
fine report came with. "a. rush, and It
was only when the Westerm- Union
made a protest agalnisft the unauthor
ized use of its wires that i!t trcvntspired
that Sinitih hnd broken open! itllie door
of the telegraph office anil sant tine
message h&mself.
When the historic trouble at Jacl -son's
Hole wa!s giving the western
military paste a(n excuse far e:tfslenCe,
Mr. Smith, who had never been in a
Kiddle in liifc Kfe, bought a hWrse at
the outposts of civilization and rode
farty-eig'hlt miles in a howling bliz
zard with Gen. Copptn'gef and his
staff. Tth'e officers bore evidence
that he ntever once murmured, though
at the end of 'Ms journey, whcta he
was lifted from his saddle, lie was
rigid. Duxing the Pine Ridge disturb
ance he was the first man to present
the Indian's side of the case, and. tn
doing so incurred the dislike of every
white maji, tlie newspaper feDows lit
eluded, around tlhe agency. He showed
up the cupidity and treacheryi of the
sutlers awd agenits, ankl aroused inter
est all over the country in Uhe revolt
of the htilf stnrvedi Sioux. As u re
sult tlie Indians were placed under the
charge of Ui&ted States troops, wlio
would not include starvation in their
discipline.
It was a peculiarity of Mr. Smith's
t'hniL wfrfcui a big piece of work was
to be done, sucli as the reporting of
a rilttte convention, (be preferred to do
it alone, though otAier newspapers
had four or fivenui on the assign
ment. On sucli occasions (he carried
with 3i5m a small typewriter, wh'icfh,
in spite of all objections, "he placed,
wlierc it would do Mm the most good.
On one occasion a parade-day politi
cian! said: "You arte disturbing the
convetaiion, sir."
"Convention!" cried Mr. Srnitli, still
working at his little maclilnc. "What
is a convention without an audience?
Why, you understand all about at
yourself, Mr. , I am making an
audience for you."
He was Certainly one of tdve swiftest
workers whto ever sat at a 'repoiUer's
desk; but he did not make a good
editor. He was too restless and too
gireedj' for good assignancavts. He
could not emduro vegetaitiing in the
office wliile 'history was waiting1 to
Ije wmitltcni anywhere In aire locality.
As a reporter die foiled in (his mission
only once. A genial young murderer,
aj1io had killed an: old man and
woman, by their own haystactc, was lo
be hanged, and the papers were ludic
rously sentimental over 'him, imagin
ing that hSs incogn5to concealed a cer
tain respectable and not unknown pat
ronymic. By means of the previously
mentioned genialffiy he hakl made
friends with 'the newspaper men, who
entertained- not very well defended
doubts of his guilt. Mr. Smith sug
gested placing a wire in the stockade,
which, connected' with the office,
would place the news of the execution
in the possession of the paper witJhout
a second's delay. By this means t-e
paper would "have an extra upon the
streets almost 'before the comtartions
of tiho executed wretch had ceased.
The matter came well at first, and was
lucid' and dramatic. But after a time
the words began to trail. "The priest
has given his "blessing the black cap
has been placed on been placed over
the eyes of the -noose." There was
no more. Some one in the office used
his imagination for the rest. Mr.
Smith had fainted. He was a jester
and what lie saw just then' was not a
jeWt.
Perhaps it was because he had no
childhood himself that he was so in
fatuated with the childhood of Do
rothy, his litrtle daughter, and Paul,
his still smaller son. If they created
an imaginary playmate he hart tj have
an introduction, and would wander
the fields with tlus imaginary friend
and his o wtx little ones. Since neith
er of his babies have reached the let
tered age, he taught them to s?end
Mm "piet'ure-letrers," in which they
conveyed- their requests by means of
drawings. They inspired some of his
most delicate work, anU their happi
ness was a continual source of joy
to him. One of the happiest days he
'spent this summer was hx the com
pany of a number of childreni whom
he hud invited' out from the city to go
violet hunting with him On the bnlnks
of the Des Plaines. lie was as pleased
over his home "Us a child over a doll
house, and was forever trying experi
ments with the hammer and' the
brush, nor was 'his labor to ids satis
faction ita II he litid invited his friends
to behold the work of his hands and
heard their expressed admiration. He
was exceedinglj' fortunate in that 'he
married at am early age Miss Kva Mc
Donaugfo, his first sweetheart. She
aSso has been the cause of muclt of
his loveliest versification, not the
least charming of which are t'ho poems
he wrote concerning her wh'em'he was
trying life in San Francisco fern time.
But lie finally concluded 'that two
mountain ranges and a worCd of plain
were too much to 'have between i-'.ni
and her, and so 'lie UiTew up a good
posi'taoni and -returned; so uiuann,
wh'ere ahe lived.
Jfe was a man of action, nteit of re
flection, and' though he carried the
burdocfei of many he did' it with a
jocund sphfit. 'When he met wvt'h nvrs
fortu'rAi he took it "by the hbiW ankl
WTcwtlwl wHth it. His writing was
never .philosophic. He took thiirgs as
tiliey were, without contnienit, aikl 'his
mind was a fait3iful camera, which" re
produced all about him, and in Ju&
reprcdnctiou preserved' tlie most deCi
eute shadings of human emotion. He
reveled' in life, and it Is unspeakably
bitttr to tlhdnk of his unavailing mge
at death, which, stronger tliarV he,
took 'him in an unguarded momenit
ail v)rsted him. Akick, what will
so gray a split do in uic silent Imlis of
deatUi? WiJl not those strong and rvfcJt-let-is
youcg feet awake unscivnly
echoes there?
KLIA W. PKATTIE, in Chicago ISec-
ortl.
Ijf ME.MOR1AM.
TOren the rough and merciless wa
ters of the Snguenaj- river closed over
Carll Smith over a week ago, V.iey put
out a brigthit light and hushed a cneery
viote. Tlie death of thZs man was al
most fiitting. It dosed a Life of strug
gle that wtib scarcely less turbulent
than the waters under which he sank.
From my personal knowledge of the
man, I cannot doubt but tlkut he
looked up in the sky for the rast time,
amd laughed, laughetl evctn as the wa
ters roSed over Mm, for his was a
brave and laughing spirit. He lived
a life full of struggles and hnrxkslups
and was just coming out where there"
was a smooth, straight path ahead.
Corf Smith . came up a html pa&n.
He foughrt. his way through aJl sorts
of discouragements and wheni he
neared a little the goal of his ambi
tion, he was willing to lend a help
ing hand to those be&ow him. He saw
around him struggling men and wo
men, trying to get out of where he
had been, and he stopped and lielped
thenu He knew the grinding- of pov
erty and the pain of unrecognized
worth, the dispair of thwarted ambi-
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,tions. He was a man, human in eery
IvartieuJar, with faults, "even as you
and I."
One might say that lie gave hSs life
in tlie perfonnunee of duty. He wenit
out on -the water to firal a new sensa
tion, to ohtnin some wiv tilung- .to
write about. He wanN.il to tell the.
Ieop'e the story of his experience in
goinig down the rapids, but he, poor
fellow, went down witih all lus lifes
biigh't prcsjeots before hum into the
night whose dawn vte have never seen.
It seems fetrange tlrat one so talenlt
ed s-hOuld meet tlie fate he did while
the earth is so cumbered with inea
who are but the shape cf men, but
filth and off-sCoirring of the earth.
It is an inscrutable providence, and
one is driven to think that thEngs go
by chance after all, tfhat there is no
guiding- hand at the helm.
1'ut there should be no btMernesw
growing out of the death of this man
vhoe life put forth no bitterness?.
He wrote brave, hopeful, cheerful
things for men and women of todar.
His work is dcare anil he has gone out
io explore that which lies beyond. Wj
wl-Jo remain behSnl can om5y sigh as
we think of Jus passing- arid wonder
what'liSs strong young- soul will find
to do in that other land. We cam but
saj- farewell to that venturous,
reiitCffe.s soul and hope with aSl out
heortM tihtat he lia found shall we
say rest and peace or renewed, activ
ty, that whaoh, he loved above all ebc.
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