Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1901-03-28

| Dead Lawyer Was Mutual Sur
prise to the Community and to the
Victim of the Tricksters.
Life in a mining camp when it is
snow bound" said a prominent mining
man of Chicago the other day, sis a
dreary time, and men will do anything
for the sake of a little amusement.
~ did occur, and at that time we all
welcomed the joke as a godsend and
made hero of it's perpetrator.
"The winter of 1898 rested an appall-
lngly heavy hand on the C9ur d'Alene
Buried many feet deep under a mass Of
feecy snow, the country lay PROSTATE.
SO intense was the cold and so heavy
the weight of the snow that it was pos
slble to work none but the richest
claims. 1ngress to and egress from
that bountifully rich territory was a
feat that none but the hardest man
dared essay, for it was an even chance
that death from exposure might be the
lot of the one who attempted it.
wallace at this time was a thriving,
busy, prosperous town where the arti-
fetal excitement of a mining boom ev-
erywhere betrayed itself. The shutting
down of many of the mines had left a
large number of men living in Wallace
with nothing to do. Time hung heav-
lily on their hands, and nothing was Of
too small Importance to attract interest
provided it held out the hope of killing
few hours of the dreary time of wait
ing.
"Just at this period the most promi-
nent young lawyer of the town fell ill.
There wasn't anything particular the
matter with him except heavy cold
and impending fever; but, being some
what of hypochondriac, he at once
| believed himself to be in dangerous
condition. He promptly took himself
to his bed in the rear of his office, de-
MED himself to all but two or three Of
his intimate friends, installed a nurse
to look after his wants and promptly
gave himself over to that luxury of be-
lieving himself to be really ill which is
so dear to the hypochondriac' heart
"The three men who were his friends
and who were admitted to his apart
ment took advantage of the conditions
surrounding him to perpetrate prac-
tical joke that has since become IA
nous in the northwest. They gave out
the news that the lawyer, one Jack
Greene, had died, and as his mourning
friends they received the camp, which
called in body to express it's regret
"In the meantime Greene, in the next
room, heard nothing, the visitors being
naturally quiet in the presence Of
death One of his friends went to the
local undertaken and, informing him
that Jack was dead, purchased a cof-
fin. Alleging the hard winter and con-
sequent hard times, he beat the under
taker down one-half in his price. The
undertaken, however, got even by sup
plying plain pine box painted deep
black. This was placed in Jacks Office,
and in the dead Of night lumber care
fully weighted to the weight of
Greenes body was packed inside it by
the three conspirators. The lid was
then screwed down, and the following
day John Greene, followed by the en-
tire population Of the town Of Wallace,
Ida, was laid away in the cold, cold
ground.
"About ten days later Jack, having
entirely recovered his pristine health,
appeared upon the street. To say that
his advent created sensation is to put
1t mildly. Three or four superstitious
miners, thinking it was his 'ha'nt,
straightway took to their cabins on the
hillside and to prayer and fasting.
The only woman in the camp had fit
Of Mysteries and tainted dead away.
Greene, however, stopped the general
panic that his appearance was precip-
itating by stepping into the Crystal
Palace saloon and there absorbing his
four fingers Of red eye in perfectly
natural and earthlike manner.
} "It.was hard to tell whether the town
of Wallace or Jack Greene was the
more astonished by the explanations
that there ensued. At length, when
those present had become convinced
beyond cavil or doubt that 1t was
Greene in the flesh and not Greene in
the spirit-although by this time II
must be confessed that spirit in great
plenty was in Greene-they sent for
the three conspirators.
"'What did you do it for? was the
question addressed in blunt and simple
terms to the ringleader.
"'Well, I'll tell you. You see we
wanted to run Jack for town Office
and we thought in this way we could
get line on how he stood with the
community. But'-and here he slapped
r. wad of newspaper clippings down
on the bar in front Of the astonished
and aggrieved Greene, Jack, you won't
DO. Just read those obituaries and see
what the people think of you. Why,
hfter such a send off as that we
wouldn't dare to run you for the Office
of picking t1eas off yellow dog that
was locked up on the town farm
Il Lucky Dog.
Briggs-The Dudleys seem to think a
great deal Of their dog