The Stevens Point Daily Journal, Stevens Point, Wisconsin, September 14, 1896, Page 3.

Nikola was born in the little village of Smiljan, province of Lika, less than 40 years ago. His father was a clergyman of the Greek church, to which most Christians in Montengro (sic) belong, and all through the boy's early years his most numerous acquaintances must have been among the rough peasants of the neighborhood, some of whom were poor beyond description and many of whom were so ignorant that they could not even read. But in spite of their lack of cultivation and of cash, the peasant men and women of Montengro (sic) are fine, strong folk, seeming to possess something of the ruggedness of their surroundings in their own persons. They are brave, too, and they love their country and their religion, and in his youth Nikola must have heard many tales of heroic deeds done by his father's friends and neighbors in self-defense against the Turks, who wished to rule the land and to force the people to change their faith.
An American boy could hardly imagine anything more novel and strange than were this boy's surroundings. Every man in Montenegro knows how

It is partly due to the attention given by the men to other things than work, and partly to the ruggedness of the region, that the people of Montenegro are so poor and so ignorant in the mass. Just how backward they are as to the comforts of life may be faintly hinted by the statement that in some parts of the country furthest removed from the larger towns the bread is baked without yeast in the ashes of open fires, there being no ovens of any sort nor even chimneys to carry off the smoke. The Montenegrins speak a language that would sound extremely queer to American boys. It is described by linguists as a pure "dialect of the Slavic," and is the nearest of all languages to the original Slavonic into which the Bible was translated nearly a thousand years ago for the benefit of the peoples of central Europe.

When only a little lad Nikola was very fond of study. Not altogether the study of books, but largely of things, for, like all healthy boys, he was interested in all that he saw about him. His earliest notion was that it was a

It was while he was laid up by this accident that he began to study mathematics and mastered arithmetic. He had an idea then that all problems in the science of numbers could be solved by the proper use of the number three and its "powers," but whether he proved his theory he has never told. He had then been seven years in school, having spent three years in the Real schule at Smiljan and four in the public school at Gospie, to which his father had removed. Gospic was a larger place than Smiljan, though only a very small town, but there were many more things there to interest him than there had been at Smiljan.


His father decided, however, that the educational advantages of Gospic were not sufficient for his son, and so the lad was sent to live with his aunt in Carlstadt, Crotia (sic), where he was to finish his schooling. It was while on his way to Carlstadt that the lad saw a steam engine for the first time, and it filled him with the greatest delight. It was then too, that he determined not to be a clergyman like his father, as the latter wished, but to devote himself to science; and he studied so hard at Carlstadt that he was able to finish a four-years' course in three years' time and to graduate in 1873, when he was only 16 years old.
Then there was an epidemic of cholera, and because of this he returned to his father's home at Gospic. But the disease sought him out, and when he recovered he was so weak that for two years he remained at home and rested from his studies.


It was his mother who sympathized most with his aspirations, and it was largely her influence over his father that finally won the latter to the boy's plan not to be a clergyman; and yet she must sometimes have been annoyed by his pranks. Once, as he occasionally relates to his intimate friends, he was so startled by her sudden appearance on the scene when he was up to some piece of mischief that he fell into a great kettle of fresh milk, spoiling the milk and his clothes at the same time. She was a woman of unusual ability, force of

It should be said of the man whose boyhood has been outlined above and whose success has been so great, that although his inventions have yielded him a great deal of money, he has spent it in making new investigations about as fast as he has received it, and that he regards the benefit to humanity that scientific progress will insure as of far greater importance than mere money-making. Once when he was talking with the writer of this article, Nikola Tesla declared that he believed the mission of applied electricity to be the practical rejuvenation of the world, by lessening the amount of labor that must be performed by human hands, and that he hoped to live to see the day when all alike, both rich and poor, should share equally in the advantages of all scientific discoveries.
"But that would be practically the abolition of poverty and riches," the writer ventured to say.
"Precisely so," answered Tesla, "and that is what I believe will by and by be accomplished by man's investigation and utilization of nature's mysteries."
OSBORN SPENCER