The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1918-02-22

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suppose that very few casual
readers of the New York Herald of
August 18th observed, in an obscure
corner, among the Deaths" the an
Aouncement:
NOLAN. Died, on board U. S. Cor
yette Levant, Lat. % IL" S., Long. 1879
w. on the 18th of May, Philip Nolan"
1 happened to observe it, because
was stranded at the old Mission
house in Mackinac, waiting for Lake
Superior steamer which did not choose
to come, and / was devouring, to the
very stubble, all the current literature
i could get hold of, even down to the
deaths and marriages in the Herald"
My memory for names and people is
good, and the reader will see, as he
goes on, that / had reason enough to
remember Philip Nolan. There are
hundreds of readers who would have
paused at that announcement, if the
officer of the Levant who reported it
had chosen to make it thus: ''Died,
May 18th, The Man without Coun-
try" For it was as '"The Man with
out Country" that poor Philip Nolan
had generally been known by the Off
GERS who had him in charge during
some fifty years, as, indeed, by all
the men who had sailed under them.
I dare say there is many a man who
has taken wine with him once a fort
night, in a three years cruise, who
never knew that his name was "NO-
LAM" or whether the poor wretch had
any name at all.
There can now be no possible harm
in telling this poor creatures story.
Reason enough there has been till
now, ever since Madison's administra-
ton went out in 1917, for very strict
secrecy, the secrecy of honor itself,
among the gentlemen of the navy who
have had Nolan in successive charge.
And certainly 1t speaks well for the eS-
prit de corps of the profession and the
personal honor Of it's members, that to
the press this mans story has been
wholly unknown, and, / think, to the
country at large also.
I have reason to think, from some
Investigations 1 made in the naval
archives when I was attached to the
bureau of construction, that every Of
hcial report relating to him was burned
when Ross burned the public buildings
at Washington. One of the fuckers,
or possibly one of the WatsOns, had
Nolan in charge at the end of the war;
and when, on returning from his cruise,
he reported at Washington to one of
the Crowninshields-who was in the
navy department when he came home
he found that the department ig-
nored the whole business. Whether
they really knew nothing about it, or
whether it was a non mi ricordo, de-
termined on as a piece of policy do
not know. But this do know, that
T since 1917, and possibly before, no
naval officer has mentioned Nolan in
his report of cruise.
AS / say, there is no need for Sc
crecy any longer. And now the poor
creature is dead, it seems to me worth
while to tell little of his story, by
way of showing young Americans of
today what it is to be
A MAN WITHOUT A COUNTRY.
Philip Nolan was as fine young
officer as there was in the Legion OF
the West" as the western division of
our army was then called. When
Aaron Burr made his first daShing ex-
petition down to New Orleans in 1905
at Fort Massac, or somewhere above
ON the river, he met, as the devil
would have it, this gay, dashing, bright
young fellow, at some dinner party,
| think. Burr marked him, talked to
him, walked with him. took him day
or twO's voyage in his tlatbOat, and
In short, fascinated him. For the next
year barrack life was very tame to
poor Nolan. He occasionally availed
of the permission the great man had
! given him to write to him. Long, high
worded, stilted letters the poor boy
wrote and re-wrote and copied. But
never a line did he have in reply from
the gay deceiver. The other boys in
the garrison sneered at him, because
he sacrificed in this unreQuited affec-
ton for a politician the time which
they devoted to MOnongahela, sledge,
and hgh-l0w-jack. Bourbon, euchre,
and poker were still unknown. But
one day Nolan had his revenge. This
time Burr came down the river, not as
an attorney seeking place for his
Ofice, but as disguised conqueror.
He had defeated know not how many
district attorneys; he had dined at l
know not how many public dinners; he
had been heralded In know not how
many Weekly Arguses; and it was ru-
mored that he had an army behind him
: and an empire before him. 1t was a
great day-his arrival-to poor Nolan.
Burr had not been at the fort an hour
before he sent for him. That evening
IA asked Nolan to take him CIT in his