The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1910-12-23

NMPpeE dS AnpInunk; is brlghs
Of Eye and Acts Like He Was
Only Twenty.-Will Return to
Caldwell Soon.
The Tribune is enabled to publish
the following article through the
courtesy of Mr.. George Crookham.
This account is taken from the Daily
Gate. City of Keokuk, Indiana. Mr..
Brobst lives in Caldwell and is we'll
known to tht people of this city. The
Gate City says:
He is the most interestin old gen
tleman in Keokuk today. There are
few, however, who know that he is
here and that he is so very interesting
or perhaps his stopping place would
be the scene of daily visits of dozens
of Keokuk's old settlers. This won
derful temporary visitor is a Pennsyl
vanla Dutchman. He tells this part OF
it with a smile and a proud look as h.
says like the Irishman, and I'm proud
of it."
F. j. Brobst Is guest at the resi-
deAce of the Misses Megchelsen, SIC
Fulton street, cousins of theirs, he
and Mrs. Brobst, his wife, Since last
August, they have been making SO
jcurn of the east, Washington, Phila-
delphia, and Catawissa, the place @
Mr.. Brobst's birth. Mrs. Brobst was
born in Keokuk, the oldest daughter
of the Stunenberg family, and siste'
of the late and martyred Governo,
Stunenberg of Idaho, who was also
born in Keokuk. The death Of the
Idaho governor, his assassination, is
we'll known to all Keokukians, tn
dastardly crime OF December 80, 1905
when he was killed by bomb place.
at his own gate.
Like a School Boy.
When the reporter went to tn
Megchelsen residence this morning
Mr. Brobst was yet in his room up
stairs. offered chair, the pres
representative sat down and awaite'
the coming down of the gentleman
he expected would totter down a
many old fellows, though it is not a
all their fault, do. 1t was refreshin
to the nerves though, when an I'm
pregsive looking man, neat as pi
ri II
salt, almost bounded into the lowe
hall from the chamber above, and eX
tended a hearty handshake and smil
that would cure the bluest Of blues.
How do you feel, Mr.. Brobst
was the opener. Fine" was tn
hearty reply, and from his straigf
form, his keen blue-gray eye and n
almost boyish appearance, the write
knew that no over-statement ma
been made by the fine appearing a
most aristocratic looking gentlema
who stood eighty-two years stror
before youth. Planted deep in ear
and dispelled during the interview al
for all time were the views
aristocracy. whatever the report
might have held, when Mr.. Broh
told Of his past and spoke OF I
travels, especially in the north a
through the wonderful -four mills
Minnesota. The eyes of the Pen
sylvania Dutchman as he styled M
self. sparkled and he looked keen a
fresh in his morning frock OF liz
grey wool, and natty black tie re
Ing airily as a college chaps, abb
the girth of stand up, turn-oV
spotless collar
Account for Longevity.
There are lots of people In
world older than eighty-two. to
sure But not the larger portion
mother earth's children. When
has become an octogenarian, he
getting pretty we'll along In ye'
Yea, very we'll along In age, WI
he haa reached eighty-two with
ever having had tobacco inside
mouth or can aay that he has ne
touched strong drink. he IL a
among men. and it's an honor
shake hands with him.
Mr.. Brobst doesn't reel on tenn
ance by the yard, he simply s.
"Tabacco disgusts me. never drll
~ never wore glasses In my II
said the splendid gentleman TO
~ could go right out th're
tpolnting to the street, and shove.
dav with the best of them And
looks II. Once during the conVe
ton, a question he couldn't ans
handily. he ran upstairs Ike a