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May 16, 1909

SHARPS CANNOT GET
FAIR TRIAL HERE.

CLAIM THAT WILL BE MADE IN
COURT BY LAWYERS.

Religious Fanatics to Go on Trial
Tomorrow for Killing Police
Officers Mullane and
Dalbow.

When the case against James Sharp, the self-styled "Adam God," and his wife, Melissa Sharp, charged with murder in connection with the religious fanatics' riot in front of the city hall December 8 last, is called in the criminal court tomorrow morning A. E. Martin, one of "Adam God's" attorneys, will attempt to secure a change of venue from Jackson county on the ground that the Sharps cannot obtain a fair trail in this city.

Both sides have announced they are ready for trial, and as it had been understood the defense will be insanity. Attorney Martin's actions will come as a surprise.

"I know from the sentiments expressed that my clients cannot get a fair t rial here," said Mr. Martin last night. "I shall make some charges in court Monday that may cause considerable surprise, but I expect to be able to prove what I say.

"My partner, Mr. Bailey, has been in Oklahoma securing depositions at our expense, as the Sharps are actually so poor we expect next to nothing in the way of a fee. It is because of my honest conviction that Sharp is insane and should not be railroaded into the penitentiary or to the scaffold through prejudice that I have taken up this case.

"I have summoned 200 witnesses to appear Monday in an endeavor to show 'Adam God,' as he is called, cannot get a fair trail here, and I hope to secure a change of venue.

"I shall make certain charges against jail officials concerning the manner win which juries are often prejudiced in criminal cases of this kind."

In the December riot five persons were killed. Among them were Michael Mullane and A. O. Dalbow, patrolmen on the North End beat where the shooting took place.

Mr. Martin is a member of the firm of Martin & Bailey, 439 Midland building.

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October 17, 1908

POPULAR HOTEL CLERK DEAD.

Irving W. Doolittle Had Been at the
Baltimore Many Years.

Irving W. Doolittle, 48 years old, chief clerk at the Hotel Baltimore, died yesterday morning at his home in the Lorraine apartments, 1014 Broadway. Mr. Doolittle was born in Antrim, N. H., and came West while a young man of 28. He had been clerk in hotels in the East, and became chief clerk at the Throop hotel, Topeka. While there he married the daughter of the proprietor of the hotel.

She died, and three years ago Mr. Doolittle married again. He came to Kansas City several years ago and became clerk at the Midland hotel, but two years ago was transferred to the position which he held at the time of his death.

Besides his wife he leaves a brother, Arthur Doolittle, officer in the navy, now stationed at Portsmouth, and another in New York. The body is at the home of W. B. Johnson, his brother-in-law, 2825 Independence avenue. The funeral arrangements have not been made.

Mr. Doolittle was unquestionably one of the most popular hotel clerks in the country. There isn't a traveling salesman this side of the Rockies but knew him and liked him for his unusual patience and courtesy. For all these Mr. Doolittle always had a smile and a hearty handshake when they came in. If rooms were scarce he always gave assurances that set at rest the impatient traveling salesman.

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August 25, 1908

HE BEGGED TO BE ARRESTED.

Police Kindly Complied With Roy
Schultz's Request.

Roy Schultz, who formerly conducted a saloon at Tenth and Wyandotte streets, rushed into police headquarters last night, folowed by a pretty young woman, and requested to be locked up, saying that he had stabbed her. The woman, who gave the name of Anna Crisp and said she lived at Twenty-sixth street and Park avenue, declared that Schultz had not stabbed her.

When questioned she admitted that she had been stabbed in both hips in a quarrel while out buggy riding. The horse had started to run away and each held a line and it was to settle the question of which should hold both reins in the emergency that the stabbings occurred. Miss Crisp said that they had been quarreling because he had spent $3,000 on her in the last three years, and he had now only $50 to his name. The woman's injuries were trivial.

Both were locked in the holdover for a short time, and then released on $11 bond each, furnished by Schultz.

Schultz and Miss Crisp came into the lime light last New Year's night when she had trouble with H. R. Schultz, Roy's father, in the north lobby of the Midland hotel. Seeing her with Roy the father tried to induce the son to go home. Miss Crisp objeted and there was a regular hand-to-hand tussle for the possession of the youth. Finally the row reached the street and young Schultz tried to get Miss Crisp into a hack, but she was yanked back by the elder Schultz and then Miss Crisp alleged he struck her. At any rate she was arrested and later released on bond put up by J. H. Adams, a big-hearted real estate man from Texas, who had witnessed the affair.

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August 25, 1908

MAY BE SUMMER THEATER.

Midland Building Agent Says Owners
Considering Possibility.

A feeler has been thrown out for a roof garden for the Midland hotel. While admitting that an inquiry had been made, the agent of the building yesterday declined to say whether it had come form a local or a foreign manager.

"In changing the Midland block from a hotel to an office building," said he, "it was necessary to put the banquet hall on the top floor in shape for offices. This calls for an intervening story and for considerable steel work. That steel work will be strong enough to carry a summer theatre up there. If the plan had the right sort of backing a theater would be built there, I am sure."

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May 31, 1908

LAST TO LEAVE MIDLAND.

Hugh Coyle, Barnum's Press Agent,
Stayed Till the Bricks Fell.

Hugh Coyle, circus man, the original Barnum press agent was the last to leave the Midland hotel when that hostelry finally closed its doors last night, after having served its patrons for many years. Mr. Coyle went to the Baltimore.

Among the last to leave were J. H. Adams and L. A. Poinsett, who have been guests of the hotel for years. Both went to the Baltimore, where they registered as coming from the Midland.

Workmen have already begun to dismantle the building in order to remodel it and make it into an office building. The buffet and barber shop, which remained open to the last, were closed last night.

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May 26, 1908

MIDLAND'S GUESTS
SEEK OTHER HOMES.

MANY OF THEM HAVE LIVED
THERE FOR YEARS.

Thomas R. Morrow and Alexander
Butts, Who Have Grown Gray
Under Its Roof, Among the
Homeless Now.

The A. J. Dean family moved out of the Midland yesterday, and the house isn't officially a hotel any more. Mr. Dean, one of the owners of the Baltimore Hotel Company properties, which included the Midland, took his family to the Hotel Baltimore. Mr. Dean took along another asset of the company -- Mrs. Lillian Harris, the cashier.

Miss Harris has been cashier in the front office of the hotel ever since the Deans took the property She goes to the Baltimore as cashier, after a three months' vacation. Mrs. Harris's home is Cameron. She will go there, and, later, visit in Colorado.

When the Dean family got out everybody made ready to move. The old hotel had guests who have lived there for many years and all have been forced out into the cr-o-o-l world. They are all lamenting the closing and some even have been moved to verse. Here's what Dr. J. W. McClure of Sedalia, a frequent guest for years, left with the cashier when he paid his account yesterday:

Dear old hotel, farewell, farewell;
I leave you now to bat and owl,
And the rodents' night and lonely prowl,
To festive board and gilded hall
Adieu, adieu, farewell to all.

The accompanying $10 note was graciously accepted by the cashier, who charged off the doctor's account and pasted the near-poetry in her scrapbook.

Big Jim Adams of Ardmore, Ok., pays his board and room, of course, but has been looked upon as official entertainer in the lobby of the old hostelry. Adams, who is so great physically that no man dare deny him, declared last night that he would not move until thrown out, and Chief Clerk Randolph graciously invited him to stay as long as he pleased.

But the other regular guests will be seeking homes. For instance, there is Judge Thomas R. Morrow, of the law firm of Lathrop, Morow, Fox & Moore. He has been in the hotel fourteen years. He announced yesterday that his effects would be moved today to the Lorraine.

F. R. Gregg, one of the best-known characters about the lobby of the hotel, hasn't yet found a place to cache his grip. Gregg is a Rock Island engineer, and has lived in the Midland in the same room for ten years.

H. B. Prentice, banker, goes to the Densmore to live, and the other regular guests yesterday followed his lead by seeking new homes. Alexander Butts, a newspaper writer, whose face has been familiar in the lobby, hasn't found a stopping place. Neither has Charlie Lantry nor T. H. Gilroy.

J. A. Fleming of Uncle Sam oil fame, sat dejected at his dinner last night, thinking over the list of possible apartments, and Max Hoffman, the spiritualist, looked just as dejected in another corner of the cafe. He hadn't located either.

L. B. Lamson, the man who invented dairy lunches, and Dr. P. T. Bowen and R. T. Campbell of the "Katy" will go out at daybreak this morning looking for new quarters. The transient guests got cold feet and began to pull out yesterday.

The hotel company has taken care of most of the employes. Thomas B. Bishop goes to the Densmore and T. E. Randolph to the Hotel Baltimore. Miss Barbara Stuber, who has been assistant cashier in the private office, goes to the Royal hotel at Omaha, and John Clemons, A. J. Dean's private cashier, goes to take a similar place at the Hotel Baltimore.

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May 25, 1908

MIDLAND CLOSES TO GUESTS.

Affairs of This Hostelry Were Prac-
tically Wound Up Last Night.

The Midland hotel register was officially closed last night at 11 o'clock, but the doors will not be closed until Wednesday and guests now in the house will be allowed to remain until then but no arrivals will be registered. The hotel will be closed to be remodeled into an office building.

T. E. Randolph, chief clerk, will be transferred by the Deans to the Hotel Baltimore, and T. B. Bishop, room clerk, goes to the Densmore as chief clerk. Other employes of the Midland will be taken to the Baltimore hotel and some will be sent to the Connor House at Joplin, a property of the Baltimore Hotel Company.

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May 4, 1908

BURNED OUT A LITTLE EARLY.

Flue in the Midland Caused a Pink
Pajama Parade.

A fire occurred at 5 o'clock yesterday morning at the Midland hotel, which was not according to schedule. The practice of burning out the flue at stated intervals has long been followed there, but yesterday morning it burned out of its own volition and thereby hangs a tale...

Tom Bishop, the clerk, was peacefully sleeping in his room on the sixth floor when he was suddenly awakened by a dense smoke which pervaded his room. He jumped out of bed, gave the alarm, caught up a pitcher of water, and, clad in nothing but pajamas, rushed through the halls looking for the fire. He hadn't got it located when a bell hop relieved his fears, but it was not until several guests on the same floor had witnessed the exhibition. If it hadn't been Sunday, Tom would have been buying the cigars. As it was, he was imploring his friends to "keep still."

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March 24, 1908

GAVE BOGUS CHECK FOR CAR.

Young Man of Many Names Says His
Parents Are Rich.

A desire to ride in an automobile for even a short space of time, caused the arrest last night of a man believed to be A. W. Martin of Quincy, Ill. A week ago this man called to Missouri Valley Automobile over the telephone telling the company that he wished to be a White steamer car, and asked that a demonstrator be sent to him at the Midland. The request was complied with and the man, who gave his name as Martin, was taken for a spin.

At the end of the drive Martin expressed himself as being satisfied with the machine and signed a check on the Kansas-Nebraska bank in Wichita, Kas., for $4,200. After some communication the bank in Kansas informed the automobile company that A. W. Martin never had money in that bank. Martin was taken to the garage and was accused of having tried to pass a worthless check in payment for the machine. He frankly admitted that he knew the check was worthless and gave no further explanation. He was then taken to police headquarters at the request of the Pinkerton detective agency.

At police headquarters the man first gave the name of John Jones, and later told the officers that his name was A. G. Dorkenwald, son of the owner of Dick Bros. brewery, at Quincy, and made out a draft upon Dorkenwald for the amount necessary to gain his release. While he was being searched, however, the name of A. W. Martin, Quincy, Ill., and the name of the tailor who had made his clothes were found sewed on his coat.

He was then locked up and upon further questioning said that his real name is Earl Frazer, and that he had formerly lived in Chicago with his parents who were very wealthy. He said that his father and mother are now in San Monico, Cal. Frazer, or whoever he might be, did not appear troubled over his arrest, saying that he had no doubt that his folks would see that he was soon released and the matter cleared.

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December 12, 1907

HE ROBBED EXPRESS WAGONS.

Young Man Stole a Wooden Leg and
Mother Goose Book.

Charged with systematically robbing delivery wagons of the local express offices, Frank Fleming, 25 years old, is being held at police headquarters for investigation. Arrested in the very act of looting a wagon of the United States Express Company in front of the Midland hotel on Walnut street yesterday afternoon, young Fleming has admitted to a series of similar thefts extending over a period of two weeks.

Among the thefts he is said to have admitted were the following: From the American Express Company tow separate packages containing a valuable suit of clothes and an overcoat; from the Pacific Express Company five separate packages taken within the past few days from wagons halted between Eleventh and Twelfth streets on Grand avenue; from the Adams Express Company, five separate packages, three of which were taken from wagons in front of the National Bank of Commerce; from a Wells-Fargo Express Company, a suit of clothes taken from a wagon in front of 813 Walnut last Saturday; from the United States Express Company, two packages, one Tuesday morning at Ninth and Walnut and the other yesterday morning from near Eleventh and Main streets.

Detectives J. F. Lyngar and Jack Farrel were detailed upon the case, and upon Fleming's description of his caches, managed to locate nearly all of the stolen property last night. A rather amusing side to the affair is that out of four packages taken at one time, one was found to contain a wooden leg being shipped for repairs; another a volume of "Mother Goose" poems; a third, fifty small wooden fox heads consigned to a furrier, and the last a Panama hat. Detectives Farrel and Lyngar recovered the wooden leg, which had been hidden in an alley near Twelfth and Main streets.

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November 16, 1907

BANKER SHOT AT MIDLAND.

WITH A BULLET J. B. THOMAS OF
ALBANY, MO., ENDED HIS LIFE.

Found in the Bath Room of His Apart-
ment of the Hotel Yesterday -- Well
Known as a Mason and to
State Politics.

J. B. Thomas, cashier of the Bank of Albany of Albany, Mo., committed suicide in the Midland hotel this morning by shooting himself through the right temple with a revolver. Mr. Thomas's body was found in a bathroom at 2:30 o'clock yesterday afternoon.

Coroner Thompson was called and said the man probably had been dead several hours. He ordered the body taken to the undertaking rooms of Freeman & Marshall.

"Mr. Thomas came here last night," T. B. Bishop, the clerk at the hotel said. "He went to his room at about 8:30 o'clock. This morning the maid found his door locked when she went to the apartment to arrange it. About 2 o'clock she went there again and received no response when she knocked.

"No response was made to repeated knockings and the carpenter forced the door open. Mr. Thomas was found dead in the bathroom."

Mr. Thomas was fully dressed. The revolver was still clutched in his right hand and contained one empty cartridge. On his left hand was a Masonic ring. Engraved inside was "J. B. Thomas, Consistory No. 2, From Nicholson."

He wore a gold watch and a chain with a Knight Templar charm attached. In his pockets was found $3 in change and a bunch of rings.

"I can conceive of no reason for his act," Judge Thomas Morrow, who is a close friend of Mr. Thomas, said yesterday. "He was one of the leading citizens of his town. He was a prominent Mason."

T. B. Bishop telephoned the Bank of Albany at once. The officers of the bank could give no reason for the act. Mr. Bishop told them the body would be placed in the care of the Kansas City Masons subject to advice from his relatives.

Mr. Thomas, who was apparently about 60 years old, was a Kentuckian by birth. He came to Missouri as a young man and at first was a village blacksmith. He was elected circuit clerk of Gentry county in 1876 and re-elected in 1880. He was made cashier of the Bank of Albany soon after he retired from office, and had held that position ever since. He was elected grand master of the Masonic order of the state about six years ago and his Masonic ring was the first identification when his body was found. Mr. Thomas accumulated considerable money and invested most of it in mining properties around Galena and Baxter, Kas.

He left one son, Claude Thomas, cashier of a bank in Gravity, Ia., and a daughter, Mrs. Dr. Stapleton at Ha Harpe, near Iola, Kas. His wife is living.

Mr. Thomas was a familiar figure at nearly all Democratic political gatherings of importance. He wore a heavy beard which in recent years has been changing from a dark brown to gray.

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October 4, 1907

WERE BOY SOLDIERS.

COMRADES PARTED AT CHICKA-
MUAGA MEET HERE.

After Forty-two Years They Hold a
Celebration -- Each Had Believed
the Other Dead -- Separated
in Heat of Battle.

As Alexander H. Burke, former governor of North Dakota was riding in a passenger elevator at the Midland hotel yesterday afternoon, he was accosted by a stranger who noticed his G. A. R. badge and who, himself an old soldier, asked the conventional questions heard wherever two of the old veterans meet. Before the elevator had reached the end of the trip, he discovered that the stranger was a boyhood friend who had been torn from his side in the famous fight in the woods at Chickamauga, and whom he had mourned as dead for forty years. The stranger was Colonel Lewis Ginger, one of the few who escaped death or capture in the awful slaughter when General E. A. King and nearly his whole command fell before the terrible fire of Confederate cannister. As the recognition became mutual the two men clasped hands and there was something suspiciously like moisture in the eyes of both.

Without more ado each dropped for the while his business, and they went to Colonel Ginger's room, where they spent the rest of the afternoon recalling their boyhood days and telling of the things fortune had sent to them in the forty-two years since their dramatic parting. The story they told was like a leaf from some forgotten romance.

BOTH WERE YOUNG.

It seems that both were fired with patriotic zeal when the call to arms came in '61, and though Burke was but 12 years old and Ginger 14, in some way they managed to secure enlistment in the Seventy-fifth Indiana. Burke became drummer boy for his company, while his chum was detailed as orderly to Brigadier General King. They served together in the terrific campaign that ended with Chickamauga.

At Chickamauga just before the crisis came they were upon the advance firing line, so close to the enemy they could hear the rattle of accouterments in the midst of the cannonading. Their command was cut off from the main body and all but surrounded.

General King rode up close to where the boys were standing.

"Orderly," he commanded to young Ginger.

The soldier turned and saluted. "Go over there and tell Cap--"

The command was never completed, for a the gallant general was struck, and he sank dead into the arms of his orderly.

GINGER ESCAPED.

Seeing that all was over, Ginger sprang upon his horse and burst through the gray lines just as they were closing in. As he turned for a minute he saw Burke in the hands of two Southern soldiers. When he leaned over his horse's side to escape the shower of bullets sent after him. Burke thought he had been shot and was falling to his death.

Burke was carried away to a Southern prison, while Ginger made his way back to the Union lines and finished the war in harness. Each imagined the other was killed. Not until they met at the Midland hotel yesterday did they learn the story of mutual escape from destruction.

Although Governor Burke afterwards became the chief executive of one of the Northern states and Ginger won fame as an inventor and promoter, neither imagined that the other was his boyhood friend. They celebrated the meeting by a dinner last night at the governor's home, where they told over and over again the story of that memorable day when the flower of a great army was withered away in flame and smoke.

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August 27, 1907

TAFT HERE TODAY.

WAR SECRETARY TO ARRIVE
FROM OLATHE AT 5:32 P. M.

PLANS OF ENTERTAINMENT.


NO SPEECHES TO BE MADE DUR-
ING HIS BRIEF STAY HERE.


He Will Be Taken for a Drive Over
the Boulevards -- Public Recep-
tion to Be Held at the Ho-
tel Baltimore in the
Evening.

Secretary of War Taft will arrive in Kansas City at 5:32 o'clock this afternoon over the Frisco from Olathe, Kas. He will be met at Olathe by Mayor Beardsley, E. L. Winn, T. R. Marks, W. C. Michaels, R. B. Middlebrook and J. A. Harzfeld. In the party will also be Senator Warner, who ment with the secretary at Springfield yesterday.

The secretary will make no speeches while in Kansas City. A public reception will be held in the parlors of the Baltimore hotel at 8:30 o'clock tonight.

The general reception committee will go to the depot in twelve automobiles, graciously loaned by private citizens. These will meet at the Grand avenue entrance to the Midland hotel at 4:45 o'clock this afternon, starting for the depot at 5:15. The secretary wil be taken for a drive over the boulevards and then to the Baltimore for dinner. Breakfast will be served in the secretary's room tomorrow morning. He will tehn be entertained by R. B. Middleton, a member of the reception committee and a classmate of Taft's.

William Clough and W. B. C. Brown will have charge of the automobiles to be used for the boulevards drive.

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August 10, 1907

THEY THOUGHT IT WAS HOT.

Bunch of Eastern Tourists Complain
of This Lovely Weather.

One hundred and ten tourists spent yesterday in Kansas City and displayed 110 different kinds of advertising fans from fifteen different cities.

"This must be the hottest place in the world," panted a matron from Syracuse, N. Y. , as she sat in front of the Midland hotel propelling a fan which advertised a dry goods store in Salt Lake City.

"It's simply a smother, after coming here direct from the mountains where we threw snowballs yesterday," gasped a lady with glasses and a drug store advertising fan from Seattle.

"We left New York a month ago and are now going home, after a tour of Canada, the Great Lakes, the Rockies and the Pacific coast," said James Kintort of Philadelphia, the manager, as he worked a Kansas City hat store fan.
"We had a fine time in your city, but the party is wilted. My collar looks like a celery three days old."

"It strikes me," sizzled a Boston youth between gusts from his paper fan from Albuquerque, N. M., "it strikes me that if I owned this hotel, I would have the palms placed on rapidly revolving pedestals. Natural palm leaf fans. Do you catch the point, eh?"

"Your car to the depot is ready!" called out Kintort, and the whole party ran for it with flans flying.

"No wonder that bunch is hot," chortled a bell hop. "They've been running like that all day."

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January 5, 1907

HOW TO STOP EM.

HOTEL GUESTS WHO SWIPE
LINEN AND BRIC-A-BRAC.
THE BANE OF THE BONIFACES.

SUSPECT EVERY MAN, WITH OR WITHOUT BAGGAGE.
Members of the Missouri-Kansas Hotel Men's Association
Relate Their Grievance Because of
Souvenir Collecting Guests.

It was late yesterday afternoon. The Kansas-Missouri Hotel Men's Association was nearing the close of its annual session at the Midland hotel. Discussions of various kinds, following papers, were had.

"Any unfinished business?" asked Charles Wood, of Topeka, proprietor of the National hotel.

Mit Wilhite, famous in Kansas because he runs the Mitway hotel at Emporia, and because he is one of the biggest baseball fans in North America, and usually runs a team of his own during the summer to entertain himself, caught the chair. "There is a question that I want to ask of this convention," he said. "My wife has asked me to solve it. I can't. What do you do when guests at your house swipe towels? We have lost just an even six dozen since October 1. What in the name of Charles Cominskey do you do to get them back or get some sort of redress?"

There was a shout of laughter from all over the hall. The 100 or more dellegates appreciated the situation. They just threw back their heads and shouted.

Allen J. Dean of htis city is president of the association. "I can give you a dead certain relief," he said. Name it, shouted Wilhite. "I'll pay you for the prescription."

"Buy six dozen more," answered Dean. Then there was more merriment.

It's a funny proposition," said Dean, "a mighty funny one. Just last week I got a big package from a town in Wisconsin. I opened it and found a sugar bowl, of an old colonial style that we used about six years ago. Accompanying was a letter but unsigned. The writer said: "I have been attending revival meetings, and have experienced a change of heart. I herewith return to you a sugar bowl which I took from your hotel when a guest there a number of years ago. It is with me a matter of principle."

"But over at the Hotel Baltimore we had a strange experience. A guest there bought a new trunk, had it taken to his room, filled it with all the stuff from the room that he could cram into it, blankets, carpet, rugs, dresser scarfs and knick-knacks and he got away."

"The Bellvue-Stratford hotel has a remedy," said a member. "On every floor is a glass lookout. A young lady is placed in each one of these day and night, and can see, without being seen, all persons who come and go. When a guest leaves a room an inventory is immediately made of the room, and if anything is missing, the guest can be caught before he gets his bill paid at the office."

"In my hotel at St. Joe," said George Boone, "I had some gas stoves. One day I missed the silver ornament from one in room 11. I found that the occupant had just checked out, but that his grip was still at the check stand. It was not locked. I opened it, took out my ornament, but it back on the stove and closed up the grip. That guest never stopped at my hotel again."

"I got an envelope here a few days ago," said Frank Miller, of the Missouri, Kansas & Texas eating houses. "It contained $5. The note was unsigned, but the writer said he owed me that much for something he had taken. I never knew what it was or who took it."

And so they related experience after experience, but the final verdict was in harmony with that of A. J. Dean: "Go out and buy; six dozen more. That is the only sure remedy."

The meeting opened yesterday morning. Mayor H. M. Beardsley made the welcoming address. Reports of officers and a great deal of routine business was transacted. Frank Miller and D. C. Smith, of Kansas City, read papers. A number of other papers were read from members on the programme, who were unable to attend. The delegates will be here over tomorrow, and are down on the programme, as printed, "For good fellowship."

The banquet was held last night at the Savoy hotel. James A. Reed was the principal speaker. A programme of vaudeville from local theaters was put on.

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