Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-03-01
WHEN , MAN is VERY ILL.
Then Fantastic Experiences Impress Them
selves on Ills Train.

Se'''s wa 'is p'ai"
Major of Police Moore was so much
better yesterday that he was at police
headquarters nearly all day. Col.
Moore is n very prince of story ~tcllcrs,
and nobody has II kcener appreciation
Of the humorous side Of things. lie
was IA very sick nan for a Week ar SO,
and was dClirious Tor hours. While
he was lying in bed he was entertained
for hours 10y thc most iaScinatingly
fantastic series Of events he ever heard
or read of.
He had To refuse to sanction the
presidents application fora license TO
10 pcddlg laualms. bucaUsc hc thought
tue presidents breast WAS - complete
~ covered with h%dccs and dccora.
tons that there was no room on il for
the badge, the size uf u sallcrr. that Ii
censcd ~lucks;crs are required Ia wear.
lie was very sorry ~ turl the prSi
dent down. but lis uuly was plain.
The theft Of the Washington monu.
mcnt by a party of ''Fr~gy Bottom
TIsCalS also gave him II great deal Of
u~nca>iucss. lie oiliciatcd at a balloon
ascension, too, and after The balloon
rose way up IN the air il burst, and
from The inside of il sailed. wrong side
up, over the blue sky, "A full rugged
ship with sails all sci and filled with
wind.
Late one night a long solemn pro-
cession of monks came 10 his bedside.
They were fat. Jolly old fellows and
their faces under their gray cowls were
rosy with good things TO eat and drink.
Their shaved heads were all bowed and
on each face WAS n p~crfunctory sort of
"A look of pity. ''They came with
funeral tread. two by two. the colonel
says, 'and as each passed by my bed
and stopped Ia wait for the rest at the
foot and around on the other side they
looked down at me as if To say well,
old boy, and concluded my time was
up. There were forty or fifty of them
altogether. all Us solemn as under.
takers.
FINALLY. after they were all stand.
ing around me. the %fattest. rosiest
checked one of the lot pushed his way
w tnt lii'ill Nltll aNNllNiT III Ills llsllu-
He scratched match and lii it, and
swung il solemnly back and forth. |
could see the smoke curl up in little
clouds. The old monk swung il closer
and closer. | waited for them to chant
something. But they didn't. and the
old monk kept on swinging lis censor,
closer and closer. 1t set fire 10 my
WHISPERS the colonel strokcd his long,
white imperial aifectionatclyj, which
blazed up furiously, while the fat
monks sides shook with their laughing.
Then | realized that il was all a joke,
and | remember that | laughed as
heartily at il as any Of them.
Another time ] thought | was in
my Office and an old soldier camel in and
reported hat he had lost his wooden
leg somewhere on the venue. and he
wanted me to help him find il. | had
the lieutenanis haveall their men look
for it, but it was nowhere TO be found.
A delegation of members of the Grand
Army of the Republic called on me
about the matter. too. | was worried
to death because l couldn't find the
old soldiers leg. Why, ! was never
so worried in my life about anything
as ] was because | was not able to re
store that old soldiers leg.
Il remember going To all sorts Of
official receptions and being called
upon by delegations. One was a dele
CATION from ST. Louis headed by the
mayor.
Il seemed to be standing on a sort
of promontory that stuck out into the
sea About ten feet away was another
promontory, and the st. Louis delcra,
ton seemed to be standing on that.
They came across with the mayor at
the head. lie came up 10 me and said:
Col. Moore, let me introduce my fel.
low rulers of the great city of st.
Louis, the members of the common
council Then the mayor introduced
them one by one, and after we had
shaken hands all around the mayor
said: Here is another old friend OF
mine | want To introduce you to-
AS he spoke the funniest little man
| ever saw stepped forward. He had
on a dress coat made of white duck.
He didn't wear any vest and he had
an old fashioned stock, such as men
used to wear years ago. tied closely
around his neck. He had on black
trousers, three times too big and they
were rolled up at the bottoms. His
face was weatherbeaten and shaved
all over, but for a little fringe of
whiskers under his chin. His hair was
black and combed forward SO that il
stuck up over his ears on each side,
and the top of his head was entirely
bald. He carried one of those old fash.
toned low bell crowned beaver hats
they went out Of style before you
were born and he held it in his hand.
The mayor Of st. Louis said: This is
my old friend, Mr.. Daniel McGinty,
Col. Moore and as Mr.. McGinty made
a very low bow | could see on his bald
head the stitches and plasters all over
it where the doctors had fixed it up
after the fall. II would take me a
week 10 tell you the funny things /
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