The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1881-01-28

them, the man answered, low, Just as II
talking before human invalid
From that day Joe failed rapidly. and
one morning, under the head Of isGreat
Loss" the Times announced tAat he
died at midnight.
/ went down at once to see the keeper.
whose grief / knew would be keen. He
told me how for days Joe could only be
persuaded to take food by seeing him eat
and hearing him praise ii, how he made
him sleep in his berth by his side. and
when death came, held his hand through
all his last struggle. The mans voice
was actually choked with sobs. as he said:
sit don't seem right, indeed it don't. not
to have funeral for him. He ought to
have had it." I never heard Joe had any
funeral, but / did hear that he was
stuffed, and looks more like big boy
than when he was alive.-lM's. 44nie Sag
yer DOlO1ls, IN Decenabe Vide AtUakc.
Tales Of Pe Olden Time in Washington
City.
Be pleased to take seats gentlemen.
[ am going to tell some true stories. I
promise not to bore you
Lemonoski came to this country many
years ago, and succeeded in obtaining
clerkship in the Postoffice Department.
According to his account of himself he
had been soldier under the great Ma
poleon. Nothing pleased him better
than to meet with an opportunity of re-
citing his military exploits. It is hardly
necessary to say that some of them were
marvellous and always excited a smile of
incredulity. At length a fellow-clerk
said to him:
"Lemonoski, I have often heard you
fight over your old battles, now let me
give you my sad military experience. |
was soldier in the Black Hawk war. In
the very first engagement [ saw three
stalwart Indians coming Ill full speed
after my scalp. I was armed with an
old-fashioned double barreled shotgun
I let her loose upon the two that were Ill
the lead, and killed them as dead as Jul
ius Caesar. The third came rushing
upon me with his bloody tomahawk
raised above his head, and what do you
suppose happened then?"
You killed him, of course"
"Not exactly" quietly replied the
Black Hawk warrior; she killed me.
A roar of laughter was raised among
the bystanders and poor Lemonoski's
yarns were knocked clear cut of him.
Gen. Jackson, about the year 1882,
gave Jimmie Maher the appointment Of
public gardener in Washington. Salary
81, 500 a year and trimmings. The trim
mings, perhaps, amounted to much
larger SUM. To keep the public grounds
in proper order were the duties to be
performed. Jimmie, when I made his
acquaintance, knew every body from
Henry Clay down to Ephraim Frost, the
colored hack driver. He was warm
hearted, liberal Irishman. He never
took drink, save when he was thirsty,
and then he invited all the bystanders
to join him. He prided himself on his
adherence to what he called ''dimocratic"
principles. Some hungry Wings i'll 1871
wanted his place, and Jimmie, for q
while, was very uneasy. One morning
he met Gen. Harrison in the public
grounds, and taking off his hat, he thus
addressed him:
ct presume this is Gineral Harrison,
Prudent of the United States.
Receiving an affirmative answer, he
continued my name is Maher. am
pooblic gardner.
"Well, Mr.. Maher, [ like the appear
ance of these grounds; they look in much
better condition than they did when I
was a Senator.
"Och, its me trade; was fetched up to
it; but, may it place your Honor, it's
rumored about here that Tn to be dis
missed"
Dismissed for what?"
because I was friend to Mr. Van
Buren,"
"No, Mr.. Maher, nobody is author
lied to say that you will be dismissed on
that account.
GA thousand thanks to your Excel
lency. You see was acquainted with
Mr.. Van Buren,. He always treated me
like gentleman, and [ was for him; but
have no doubt after we get little bet
ter acquainted I shall be for you"
Harrison smiled and assured him that
he had no idea of turning him out.
Whereupon Jimmie broke down to the
place where he had some hands at work
and gave them report of his interview.
He closed it with this grand exclamation:
"By Jove, boys, Prudent Harrison
is rale Gineral Jackson Of fellow
About three weeks after the Inaugural
ton of Gen. Harrison q well-dressed
young man of some thirty summers
walked into one of the hotels of this city
xx,i4b H1J1o on bio o1t1o a11H said.
Gentlemen (all eyes were at once
turned upon him). l have come here
like thousands of others to see what I
could see and get what [ could get; but
I have been disappointed in everything.
I got no Office, got out of money, and
got many miles to retrace; am too HON
est to steal, too pround to beg, and I
concluded to come in here to-day and
make little in an honest way"
Suiting the action to the word, he be-
gan to play the fiddle. This comical
scene afforded considerable amusement
to the persons there assembled. They
asked him how much money it would
take to carry him home. He said $40
In less than ten minutes that amount was
raised for him. Sitting down and count
ing over his money, he found that they
had given him $43.
"By George said he, "here's a sur
plus of SO. Come in, gentlemen, all of
you, and take something to drink.
never saw nor heard of him after
ward. I have regretted that / did not
learn his name and keep the hang of him.
The chances are that he has since filled
some high political position. - Washing
ton Letter