New-York tribune., 1903-11-29

command you not to scour my bones any
further. If l had not been so smooth when
was in the flesh, 1 would not have landed here
DO you know who I am"
William tried to answer but instead he only
dropped the ammonia bottle.
Then, hear me- quoth the skull.
Adam. Count my ribs and you viii find have
as many ribs any up-to-date skeleton. An
other bone grew in. after Eve was made. That
shows that when a woman picks a bone with
| a man she never gets the best OF him; she
| only thinks she does. You notice sometimes
| my head hangs when it gets off the prop.
| That's when I get to thinking of how we had
| to leave Eden. That was when We were down
| and out. I feel as e was to blame Cor IT
| myself 1 didn't at the time, / blamed Eve
/ That's always the way On the spur OF the
moment always blames the woman and
| then. after it's all over. and the woman gets
blamed by everybody else. he sees that it was
all his fault. Do you know what I ought to
have done, Mr.. FlaterY
| The custodian was going to reply when Adam
! continued: III tell you I ought never to have
| left Eve alone. If had been with her. don't
| believe the snake would have dared TO tempt
| US. Haven't you found it So Mr.. FIater? Isnt
man sure to get into trouble sooner or later
| when he leaves his wife too long?
! THE custodian nodded and the giant held htz
head little higher and sad: Well after we
were driven out Of Eden, Eve and I had { hard
time tell you don't believe in squatter SOW
ereignty. We had the whole world except Eden
but it was too much like work Eve used to
make me get UP in the morning and make tn,
| fire. and when Abel baby I had 20 walk
the floor with him many a night 1 thought Iva
| ought to have done that, and / think so yet
| " But how did you ever get here" shouted the
custodian. who had at last come to his senses.
You would become a skeleton, like ulyselE
before could tell it ALL. was the grim answer.
1 was stricken down in my youth. l was only
$50 years old when I died. They buried ne near
the Euphrates, and I would have been there yet
if some German arch8ologist had not turned me
up with his spade. know it was German which
he spoke. That was the language Eve and /
always used when We quarreIIed. We'll, the
archRologst seemed to like my looks and he
carried me off with him. When we got to Berlin
he opened the box and said: Why you trav-
elled first class not a bone broken" as for my
self thought 1 must have gone third class or
travelled on Brooklyn Bridge car. I had been
packed in close.
Well the German sold me TO a medical
school. I happy there until one day tive
of the students got into a fight. They hacked
each other with long sabres. just as the children
Of men used to do; and finally one Of them. to
escape cruel slash. tumbled over on ne. |
wanted to give him as good as he sent but I
l was too broken up to do anything Then they
threw me into box and shipped me to Paria
I a wreck when 1 arrived in Paris but .
kind anatomist put me together again AS a
general thing, if you a wreck when you
reach Paris, you will be wreck if you stay.
But they treated handsomely. If you want
: to know the of my benefactor, Mr.. Flater,
just look at the inside of my thigh bone
Mr.. William looked at the bone and reads
M. Vasseur Tramond fecit.'
That means that Tramond put me together.
said the skeleton. "and he did such good job
that l was the handsomest skeleton in Paris
When Dr.. William Tod Helmuth. who was for
merly president of this institution, visited
France one time, he came across me and took a
great fancy to me. l don't know how much he
paid but it was not a homeopathic dose. 1
didn't mind the voyage a bit, and New
York 1 thought the most wonderful town ever
saw. They appreciate skeletons in New-Yor
They even use them in building their sky
scrapers.
ITO emphasize this last remark the original
man tried to strafghten his back and hold his
head still higher. AS a consequence he slipped
off his peg and fell on William The blow Of
| the bones on the custodan's chest awoke him.
| I guess for when we came In found him
rubbing his eyes with one hand and polishing
/ the limp arm Of the skeleton with the other"
Mr.. Flater, however, still denies that he went
to sleep.