February 3, 1910
TO CELEBRATE THE NEW YEAR.
Kansas City's Chinese Colony Be-
ginning to Make Arrangements.
"Vely fine happee New Year" will be the common greeting in the Chinese world next Wednesday which marks the beginning of another twelve months for the Mongolian race. The Kansas City colony, the seat of which is West Sixth street, is already making elaborate preparations for the annual festivities. The Moys, the Sings, the Chins, the Lees, the Wahs, the Lungs and all the rest of the representatives of the various provinces of China are combining their efforts to make themselves conspicuous, despite the fact that there are comparatively few Chinamen here.
Spaghetti, Irish stew and bean chili must all sink into the caverns of oblivion as toothsome dishes for a day at least and good, old chop suey, with noodles on the side, together with gloutchew, Oriental prunes and other equally palatable things from the Celestial standpoint, will be in evidence. A large shipment of Chinese fruits, vegetables and wines arrived Monday and is held in readiness for the celebration.
"We feel much glad on New Year," said Kwong Sang, a tea merchant at 113 West Sixth street yesterday afternoon. "We can't have so much big time here as in New York and San Francisco, because there's not enough Chinamen. All same we have much feast and music."
Kwong Sang has commenced to hang decorations in his store and his wife was busy all day yesterday arranging the rear of the room for a banquet table. They expect to entertain a number of their countrymen. The little Sang children have caught the spirit of the occasion and are already crying for goodies they can have only on New Year.
Shung Fung Lung, a dealer in fancy Chinese goods at 123 West Sixth street, has also sent out invitations to several of his out-of-town friends and will assume the role of host in a brand new silk suit just received from China.
"We like the fireworks on New Year," he said yesterday, "but no allow it here. Much sorry."
The warring Tongs, the Hop Sings and the On Loongs, of which there are a few of each here, have apparently patched up their differences sufficiently to permit speaking terms of one day, if no longer. The Yongs, most of whom are laundrymen, are showing a disposition to be clannish and are said to be planning some exclusive parties on East Twelfth street, but their doings will not worry the wealthier merchants and importers of the North End. There is no likelihood of any serious quarrels and it is safe to bet that the local Orientals enjoy a peaceful advent of their New Year.
Labels: food, holidays, immigrants, North end, race, Sixth street
December 24, 1909
TEXAN SUSPSECTED OF
KANSAS CITY MURDER.
M'CLINTOCK DUNLAP'S SLAYER
MIGHT BE DALHART MAN.
Clyde Charles Confesses He Killed
Kansan Near Larned -- Says He
Was With Restaurant Em-
ploy Here Oct. 18.
LARNED, KAS., Dec. 23. -- Clyde Charles, confessed murderer of George B. Neptune of Larned, now is suspected of the murder of Mark Dunlap, a Dalhart man, at Kansas City, October 18. Alfus H. Moffet, of the Moffet National bank, and Jake Garmater, both of Larned, are in Dalhart making examination and recovering stolen property that belonged to Neptune.
Neptune was killed at his farm home near Larned September 18, soon after Charles shipped a number of his horses and other property to Dalhart. He then went to Kansas City, where he spent several days.
Charles and Dunlap met in Kansas City. They had known each other before. Dunlap had been working in a restaurant in Dalhart. He was well liked. His life was insured for $1,000. Charles, two other men and Du nlap were known to have been together in Kansas City a few nights before Dunlap was killed.
CAME WITH CATTLE.
Dunlap went to Kansas City with a car of cattle. He had $100. Charles, who acknowledged that he was with Dunlap at the time of the killing, claimed that four men had rushed out of an alley and one had struck Dunlap. He says the men made no attempt to rob. He also claims that Dunlap did not have any money.
Charles told the same story at Dalhart, although the restaurant keeper where Dunlap had worked claimed that Dunlap had more than $120 when he started. Charles's sister, however, corroborated Charles in the statement that Dunlap had no money when he was in the city. How she knew is not known.
It is thought t hat there was a plan to get the life insurance money by some means. But this theory is now disregarded as it is the belief that the man was murdered for the small sum of money he had.
At Larned the officials today are "sweating Charles. Charles confessed to the Neptune killing, but has as yet refused to divulge anything more.
Inspector of Detectives Edward P. Boyle thinks that Clyde Charles, sentenced to a life term in the Kansas penitentiary for the murder of George B. Neptune at Larned, Kas., is the man who killed Mark Dunlap in Kansas City on October 18.
Dunlap met his death in a fist fight at Sixth and Main streets. Many passersby saw the killing. The police were able to obtain a very accurate description of the man who struck the blow, and officers who worked on the case says that it coincides with the description of Charles, which has been given out by the Kansas authorities.
Labels: Inspector Boyle, Main street, murder, penitentiary, Sixth street
December 10, 1909
HOUSEHOLD IS SAVED
BY UNWELCOME PUP.
HIS HOWLING CALLS MASTER'S
FATHER TO A FIRE.
Gas Left Burning, and Pressure Be-
coming Great Early in Morning
Scorches Woodwork, Making
the Pipes Red Hot.
Because of the vigilance of a four-months old pup belonging to E. L. Hayden, at Sixth and Central streets, the nine-room house and probably the lives of Mr. Hayden and his family were saved from destruction by fire early yesterday morning.
As the gas was so low during the early part of the evening Mr. Hayden left the furnace fire going so that the house would be warm the next morning, and turned the flow on to its full capacity.
At about 3 o'clock he was awakened by the continuous howling of his dog in the room below. He went downstairs to investigate the cause.
DOG IN A FRENZY.
The dog was jumping in a frenzy, throwing itself against the basement door. Upon opening the door Mr. Hayden hear gas hissing. He could hardly make his way down the stairs on account of the stifling fumes from scorching wood. Through the smoke he could see the glow of the furnace, which was red hot. The pipes were red with heat almost to where they were connected into the different rooms of the house.
The heat was so intense Mr. Hayden made his way to the gascock, only after he had thrown a blanket over his arm. He then used a poker to turn off the gas.
GAS PRESSURE STRONG.
The pressure after midnight is strong as most people turn the gas off entirely about that time. Mr. Hayden had not thought of this while shivering in the early evening.
The fox terrier pup belongs to Mr. Hayden's son, who is a pharmacist at the Owl Drug store. The dog has been kept in the household much against Mr. Hayden's wishes. Several times when he has been in the country he has tried to lose his son's pet, but "Romeo" has always "come back."
"Now," said Mr. Hayden yesterday, "you bet that dog stays just as long as he wants to. He probably saved our lives." There are three children in the family.
Labels: animals, Central street, druggists, Fire, Sixth street
December 7, 1909
BOILER KILLS FOUR,
RIPS BUILDING OPEN.
DRIVER THROWN FROM PASS-
ING WAGON, DIES.
Explosion Occurs While Steamfitters
Are at Work -- Other Men In-
jured -- Pickets Blown Off
Fence Across Alley.
EXPLOSION WHICH COST FOUR LIVES.
By the explosion of a boiler in the basement of the six-story building at 908-10 Broadway at 11 o'clock yesterday morning, Michael Frawley and James Cox were killed outright, and Andrew Meyer and Essie Williams, a negro porter, so badly burned and otherwise injured that they died before nightfall. Two others were badly hurt, and three stories of the rear portion of the building were wrecked. Considerable damage also was done to adjoining structures.
Within two minutes business men and pedestrians in the neighborhood ventured to enter the front door of the building bent on rescuing those who were hurt. The flooring on the first and second stories had been splintered and a heavy partition in the middle of the building had toppled over. Every window glass on two stories had been blown out. Heavy timbers, torn from their places, hung over overhead, and for a time a general collapse of the rear section of the interior of the structure was feared.
The cause for the explosion is not known. Steamfitters employed by Val Wagner & Co., 3918 Main street, were adjusting a steamcock on the boiler, and were preparing to clean out the pipes. They had started to work last Saturday and yesterday morning they put fire under the boiler in order to do the cleaning. There was no forewarning of anything being wrong with the apparatus, and when the explosion occurred Michael Frawley, one of the steamfitters, was on top of the boiler. The boiler had not been in use for some time, and it is supposed that this is accountable for the very bad condition it was in when the workmen began the repairing.
ONE DRIVER IS KILLED.
James Cox, a driver for the Stewart Peck Sand Company, happened to be driving through the alley and had just reached the building when the explosion occurred. He was thrown bodily from the wagon and dashed to death against the brick pavement. C. R. Misner, another driver in the employ of the same firm, sat beside Cox. He too was hurled from the seat, but escaped with a fractured shoulder. Essie Williams, a negro porter, was in the boiler room at the time of the accident, and he was scalded from head to foot by the escaping steam. H e was hurried to the General hospital and died at 3:45 o'clock yesterday afternoon.
Andrew Meyer and W. H. Straubmeyer, plumbers, were at work on the boiler. Both seemed at first to have received minor injuries but Meyer was suffering from shock so he was sent to St. Mary's hospital. He did not rally, and it later developed that he was internally injured. He died at the hospital at 5:40 o'clock.
WHO THE DEAD MEN ARE.
Michael Frawley, 2040 Madison avenue, was unmarried, an orphan, and 28 years old. He has lived in this city all his life. Two brothers, John and Emmett and two sisters, Mary and Kate Frawley, survive. His body was taken to the Wagner undertaking rooms.
Meyer, Forty-third and Hudson streets in Rosedale, was well known in Atchison, Kas., where he had worked as a steamfitter off and on for many years. He came to Kansas City recently and went to live with a brother at the Hudson street address in Rosedale. He was 45 years old and unmarried. His body was also taken to the Wagner undertaking rooms.
If James Cox, 1416 Central street, has relatives living they were not found last night, and it is almost certain they do not live in this city. He was about 35 years old. It is said he was single, but there is another rumor that he has a wife and child somewhere.
Edward Booker, business manager of the local steamfitters' union, said last night that none of the men killed or injured bore union cards. Frawley, he said, was merely a steamfitter's helper. He had once applied for a card in the union, but did not keep up with the requirements, and his membership was finally cancelled.
Essie Williams, 505 East Sixth street, the negro porter, was also a fireman. The whereabouts of his survivors have not yet been ascertained. His body was taken to the Countee undertaking rooms.
The wrecked building is the property of the Homestead Realty Company and is in the charge of David Bachrach, who as the agent, had the renting of the rooms. The block had been unoccupied recently, but the H. K. Mulford Company of Philadelphia was preparing to move its stock in on the third floor.
"It was a terrific shock which seemed to shake the foundation of our building from under us," said C. M. Lyon, president of the Lyon Millinery Company, which occupies the building adjoining on the south. "Several plate glasses crashed and I ran to the front door and out on the street fearing that possibly a second explosion might occur. the damage we suffered was comparatively small, but the fright we were given was large."
The picket fence surrounding the home of Mrs. Thomas E. Moran, 916 Bank street, just across the alley from the wrecked building, was partly demolished by the concussion and many pickets were torn from the fence and blown several feet away.
Labels: accident, Bank street, Central street, death, explosion, hospitals, Madison avenue, Main street, Rosedale, Sixth street, undertakers
December 1, 1909
DRANK HIS WAY TO JAIL.
Court Is Lenient With Mechanic
Who Pleaded Guilty.
A. R. Davis, a machinist, pleaded guilty yesterday in the criminal court to having broken into a machine shop at Sixth and Bank streets.
"I didn't break into that place to rob," said Davis. "I was merely looking for a place to sleep.
"I am a trained machinist. Ten years ago I was earning $2,000 a year, now I am broke, without a job and blacklisted by the railroads. I have been foreman of machine shops in this city and railroad shops in other places.
"Ten years ago I began drinking. This is my end."
Judge Latshaw did not sentence Davis. He said after the trial that he would keep the prisoner in jail for three or four months, until he got the whisky out of his blood, then parole him. Davis pleaded guilty to a penitentiary charge.
Labels: alcohol, Bank street, criminal court, Judge Latshaw, Sixth street
November 21, 1909
BOY JUMPS OFF CAR;
KILLED BY AUTO.
NOT THE HOPPING KIND, JUST
PLAYING, COMPANION SAYS.
Edgar Palin, Aged 12, Dies in Hos-
pital From Injuries Received in
Alighting in Path of Machine
Giving Children Ride.
Twelve-Year-Old Boy Who Leaped from Street Car Fender and Was Mortally Injured by Automobile.
As Edgar Palin, 12 years old, 2802 East Sixth street, jumped from the back fender of an eastbound Independence avenue car yesterday afternoon at Prospect avenue, he was run over and fatally injured by a motor car driven by E. T. Curtis, 3338 Wyandotte street. He died at 7 o'clock last night at the German hospital, without recovering consciousness.
With Allen Compton, 400 Wabash avenue, the boy had been playing all afternoon. About 3 o'clock the two lads started northward on Wabash avenue, and at Independence avenue both noticed an approaching street car.
"Let's catch the fender," called Edgar, as he waited along the curbing. The car was moving at moderate speed and the boy ran behind, and caught hold of the fender. His companion, 10 years old, ran behind on the sidewalk. At Prospect avenue Edgar, without looking around, jumped from the fender directly in front of an approaching auto, barely fifteen feet behind him. Curtis attempted to dodge the boy. The left fender of the auto struck the child and he was sent tumbling on the pavement. He was picked up by Curtis. Several children were in the auto. With Curtis was Herman Smith, of 3606 Olive street, whose father owned the car. In a nearby drug store it was found the boy had been injured seriously.
GIVING CHILDREN RIDE.
"I was driving at about fifteen miles an hour," Curtis said. "The auto belonged to young Smith's father and I was running it because I had the most experience. A party of school children were with us. We were taking them for a ride around the block. I noticed the child on the fender and did not have the least idea that he was going to run in my path. I swerved to one side, but the machine skidded and the fender of the auto struck him in the back. I realized at once that he had received a fearful blow."
After the child was given emergency treatment in the drug store by two neighboring physicians, he was taken to his home in the motor car, and after being attended by Dr. Max Goldman, was removed to the German hospital. Dr. Goldman found that the boy's spine was broken and that his skull was probably fractured.
Allen Compton, his playmate, was in a condition bordering on hysterics last night. The two had been gathering old papers during the forenoon and had just been to the paper mill, where they had received a few pennies with which they intended to buy Christmas presents.
"Edgar wasn't no car hopper," Allen said last night, in defense of his friend. "He was just running behind and holding on to the fender. Edgar wasn't that kind."
With Judge J. E. Guinotte, a friend of the family, young Curtis went to police headquarters last night and made a statement to Captain Walter Whitsett. After consulting Virgil Conkling, prosecuting attorney, it was decided not to hold him. He promised to come to the prosecutor's office Monday and make a complete statement. He said that he had been running a car for eight years. He is the son of W. E. Curtis, a live stock commission man.
The injured boy was the son of W. M. Palin, a real estate dealer in the Commerce building. The body will be taken to Gridley, Kas., for burial.
Labels: accident, automobiles, Captain Whitsett, children, Commerce building, death, German hospital, Independence avenue, Judges, Prospect avenue, Sixth street, streetcar, Wabash avenue, Wyandotte street
November 6, 1909
ASKS $300 FOR SIX DRINKS.
Mrs. Carson Says Saloonkeeper Sold
Her Son That Number.
Suit for $300 damages, brought by Mrs. I. M. Carson against the Kansas City Breweries Company and James Meany, a saloonkeeper at Sixth and Main streets, was begun yesterday afternoon in Judge John G. Park's division of the circuit court.
Mrs. Carson alleges that her son, Claude, 18 years of age, was sold six glasses of beer at Meaney's saloon, one year ago. The Missouri statute allows the parents of a minor who is sold drinks in a saloon to recover $50 for each drink.
Labels: alcohol, breweries, circuit court, Judge Park, Lawsuit, Main street, saloon, Sixth street
October 22, 1909
BOY KILLED BY CAR;
MILK BOTTLE SAVED.
HE RUNS BEHIND TROLLEY AND
DIES BENEATH ANOTHER.
Stopped Work on Essay With "And
Then I Prepared to Take Some
Rest" to Go on Errand to
Grocery for Mother.
While "running" an errand for his mother, Sidney Crawford, 16 years old, son of Mr. and Mrs. L. H. Crawford, 8247 East Twenty-eighth street, met death beneath the wheels of an Indiana avenue street car, between Twenty-eighth street and Victor avenue, at 4 o'clock yesterday afternoon. Mrs. Crawford had sent Sidney with an empty bottle to a grocery store for milk.
As the boy reached a point on Twenty-eighth street where he might cross directly over to the store, a southbound car obstructed his path for a moment. When it had passed Sidney ran quickly behind it, and encountered a northbound car.
The momentum of the car carried it about thirty feet before it could be stopped and the body could be extricated from beneath the rear trucks, where it was wedged tightly.
When it was disengaged by a wrecking crew thirty minutes after the accident, the half-pint milk bottle remained unbroken.
The boy was the oldest son of the Crawford family and a junior in Manual Training high school. In the library of the home yesterday afternoon he was writing an essay when his mother sent him on the fatal trip to the store. The title of the thesis was "A Halloween Prank."
As Sidney arose to go he bent over his paper and in a thin, boyish scribble added the sentence: "And then I prepared to take some rest." In less than five minutes a neighbor came running to the Crawford doorstep with news of the accident.
Mrs. Crawford was overcome with grief too acute for tears and medical attention was necessary. Mrs. August Nuss, 3233 East Twenty-eighth street, whose husband is a partner with Mr. Crawford in a trunk store at 425-27 West Sixth street, called the latter over the telephone.
The body of the boy was examined by Deputy Coroner Harry Czarlinsky immediately after the accident. An inquest will be held this afternoon. The motorman and conductor of the Indiana avenue street car which killed him were arrested by Patrolman Joseph Morris and taken to the county prosecutor's office but later were released on their personal bonds.
Labels: accident, children, death, Dr Czarlinsky, schools, Sixth street, streetcar, Twenty-eighth street
October 19, 1909
SLUGGER WALKS AWAY
AS CATTLE MAN DIES.
ONE BLOW KILLS MARK DUN-
LAP OF DALHART, TEX.
Only Identification Is Three-Car
Shipment Receipt Signed by
Commission Company -- No
Arrest is Made.
The identity of the mysterious slugger who struck a man supposed to be Mark Dunlap, a Dalhart, Tex., stockman, who came here from Maple Hill, Kas., at Sixth and Main streets, killing him instantly about 1 o'clock yesterday afternoon, is still a mystery. Though the incident was witnessed by a half dozen persons and a good description was furnished the police department, not a single arrest was made yesterday afternoon.
It is believed that the man escaped on one of the late trains last night.
The man who is supposed to have been Dunlap, from a receipt of a three-car cattle shipment in his pockets, signed by the Fowler-Todd Commission Company, first was noticed near Sixth and Delaware streets. Two men were talking with him at the time and as the three walked east, their conversation drifted into an argument. On the corner, the largest of the two men, who was dressed in gray trousers, dark coat and black slouch hat, reached in his trousers pocket and struck Dunlap a terrific blow.
SLUGGER WALKS AWAY.
He then turned away slowly with his companion, while the victim staggered and fell to the sidewalk.
A half dozen men lifted the injured man from the sidewalk and found that he was bleeding from the contact with the sidewalk or from a pair of "knuckles." The police are inclined to think it was the latter. None of the spectators paid any attention to the slugger and his companion who were soon lost in the crowd at Fifth street.
The ambulance arrived fifteen minutes later with Dr. George Ringle in charge. He pronounced the man dead and notified Dr. Harry Czarlinsky, county coroner, who directed the body be sent to a local undertaker's establishment.
BODY LEFT ON WALK.
The ambulance left before the arrival of the undertaker and the body was left on the sidewalk surrounded by a morbid crowd. It took several policemen to restrain the curious ones from trampling on the body.
The police rounded up the witnesses of the killing and attempted to get information on the whereabouts of the slugger. Van Stillwell, 23 West Missouri avenue; Clarence Brume, 1706 Bristol avenue; Alfred Freeman, 907 Forest avenue; William Single, 544 1/2 Main street; W. G. Smith, 511 1/2 Campbell street; Fred Murray, 517 Delaware street; Peter Stalzer, Sixth and Main streets, were all sent out with different detectives to help in the search.
Dunlap was about 50 years old. When searched by the coroner it was found that he had no money in his pockets.
WAS A COOK.
ALMA, KAS., Oct. 18. -- Mark Dunlap came from Dalhart, Tex., Saturday with cattle for W. J. Todd. He had been a cook at Dalhart and was not known at Maple Hill.
Labels: detectives, doctors, Dr Czarlinsky, Main street, murder, Sixth street
July 26, 1909
FOUR JOY RIDERS ARRESTED.
Dale Gardner Just Strolling Around
When He Found Rig.
"Strolling around" was the reason given by Dale Gardner to the police yesterday for being up at 2 o'clock a. m. At Thirteenth street and Baltimore avenue his eyes fell upon a horse and buggy. The buggy did not belong to him but he got in and drove around the city. Later he invited three companions to drive with him. Eylar Brothers, to whom the horse and buggy belonged, missed it and made a report to the police.
Patrolmen Thomas Eads and Edward Matteson arrested Gardner and his friends at Sixth and May streets just as the sun was rising.
All were charged with disturbing the peace, and their bonds fixed at $26.
Labels: Baltimore avenue, buggy, crime, May street, police, Sixth street, Thirteenth street, undertakers
July 25, 1909
CHINESE DON JUAN
ARRESTED IN CHICAGO.
CLAIMED GAW WING ELOPED
WITH MRS. ETHEL GORDON.
Celestial of Many Love Affairs
and Woman, Who Is Said
to Be From Kansas
White women have a strange fascination for Gaw Wing, a Kansas City Chinese. Gaw has been arrested in Chicago in company with a woman who gave her name as Mrs. Ethel Gordon, also of Kansas City. The two eloped recently, it is claimed, and Chicago was the destination.
Gaw at one time, so it is said, went to Topeka where he fell love with a white school teacher. He flashed his bundle of bills and the school teacher became Mrs. Wing. She was at the police station in Kansas City yesterday looking for her recreant husband.
About a week ago, having forgotten his school teacher wife long since, it is claimed, he and Mrs. Gordon, both known to the police in the person of inspector Edward P. Boyle, left Kansas City. It was common gossip among the Chinese of West Sixth street that Gaw left a wife in Kansas City. This wife to who they refer says she was Mrs. Charles Wilson before she married the flighty Wing. She and the Mongolian also eloped to Chicago and were arrested January 26 of this year and were fined in the municipal court of that city. Mrs. Wilson has a child 2 years old.
Gaw's friends in Chicago paid his fine and he and Mrs. Wilson were released.
They came back to Kansas City and their domestic bark suddenly ran upon breakers. Mrs. Wilson Wing dropped out of sight.
Wing and Charlie Chu, a restaurant keeper at 125 West Sixth street, were fast friends and Gaw spent much of his time at the restaurant. White women came and went and from the lot Wing, it is alleged, selected Mrs. Gordon, who the police say lived at the Madison house, Independence avenue and Walnut street. Gaw, it is said, took up his abode at the Madison house and a rapid courtship followed. Gaw and his new spouse left for Chicago about two weeks ago and from that city last night came the news of their arrest.
Gaw was passing under the name of Charles Foy and Mrs. Gordon was registered as his wife. Inspector Boyle says that he is certain the eloping Chinaman is Gaw Wing. Mrs. Gordon told the Chicago police that she had been living in Chicago for over a year with her brother at 516 North Ashland avenue.
The Chinese and the woman were arrested by Chicago detectives after having been seen to enter a questionable hotel together and register as Charles Foy and wife. They were fined $200 and court costs there yesterday morning.
Labels: Chicago, Independence avenue, Inspector Boyle, marriage, race, restaurants, Sixth street, Walnut Street
July 15, 1909
HAS ANYONE SEEN THIS BOY?
His Mother Fears He Has Been Run
Over by the Cars.
Has anyone seen a 12-year-old boy with red hair and blue eyes, who is wearing a black shirt and overalls? This description was given the police by Mrs. A. M. West of 207 East Sixth street, of her son, Willie Poffenberger, who slipped away yesterday afternoon. He was small for his age and Mrs. West fears that he has been run over by the cars. Last night Willie had not been located.
Labels: children, missing, Sixth street
May 3, 1909
WHEN TROOST AVENUE
WAS A COUNTRY ROAD
A. J. BLETHEN TELLS OF KAN-
SAS CITY YEARS AGO.
Owner of Seattle Times Comments
Upon Growth and Development
in Thirty Years -- West Has
"Without a doubt the growth and development of Kansas City in the past two decades is nothing short of marvelous, and its splendid parks and drives, with the many handsome residences, rival anything I have seen anywhere in the country." This statement was made last night by Alden J. Blethen, former business manager of The Kansas City Journal, and now editor and owner of the Seattle Times, who is a guest at the Hotel Baltimore.
Mr. Blethen left The Journal twenty-nine years ago, to go to Minneapolis, where he had taken over the management of the Tribune of that city. After twelve years in Minneapolis he went to Seattle, Wash., and purchased the plant of the Times.
"I was in Kansas City about ten years ago as a delegate to the Democratic national convention which nominated W. J. Bryan for the second time. At that time I did not have an opportunity to see much of the city, but this afternoon I took an automobile and with my wife and daughters drove around to look over some of the old landmarks.
TROOST AVENUE A COUNTRY ROAD.
"What we used to call the Southern hills is now one of the most modern and beautiful residence sections I have had the pleasure of seeing. It is almost past belief. Thirty years ago I used to drive over the hills along an old country road where the farm houses were more than a half-mile apart. That road is gone and today Troost avenue occupies its place.
"The business has moved with certain precision to the south as the town extended. The old Journal office at Sixth and Delaware streets was then considered the center of town. The number of new buildings is surprising."
Mr. Blethen talked of the exposition to be held in Seattle this year and declared it would exceed any of the minor fairs held in recent years.
"This fair was conceived as a celebration of the discovery of gold in the Alaskan and Yukon fields," said he, "and we are leaving nothing undone to make it a fitting celebration. Last year Alaska produced $21,000,000 in gold and is second only to Colorado in the production of that metal.
Mr. Blethen, with his wife and daughters, left Seattle last March for a tour of the states. He went to California and over the Southern route, stopping at New Orleans and Mobile, and up the coast to Atlanta. Thence to Washington and New York.
He arrived in Kansas City yesterday morning from Chicago and will leave tomorrow for Denver and Salt Lake, arriving in Seattle May 10.
Labels: Delaware street, history, Hotel Baltimore, hotels, newspapers, Sixth street, The Journal, Troost avenue, visitors
March 28, 1909
FOIL MARITAL PLANS OF
AN AGED COUPLE.
RELATIVES RUTHLESSLY BREAK
UP WEDDING FEAST.
Now Jacob Rieger, Aged 75, Is
Speeding Away From His
Intended Bride of
Jacob Rieger, 75 years old, who lives with his son, Alexander Rieger, a wholesale liquor dealer at 4121 Warwick boulevard, believes that at that age he is eligible to the order of benedicts. But others of Mr. Rieger's household had different opinions and as a result a pretty wedding supper was interrupted last Thursday evening at the home of the prospective bride, Mrs. Rosa Peck, 60 years old, a milliner at Sixth and Main streets. Also there is an attachment on $1,100 which Mr. Rieger had in the National Bank of Commerce and a fast train is now hurrying him to New York, where he is to remain until he has outgrown his love for the woman.
Since his wife died a year ago, Mr. Rieger, the elder, has complained of lonesomeness, but could find no one among his near relatives who would even offer a suggestion of a cure.
"It is a pity," he is said to have often remarked, "that an old man like me must stay a widower."
No one, however, paid much attention to the yearnings of the old man. He took his evening walks the same as usual and made no allusion to any woman in particular as a fit subject for his affections, and as he has for several years been a partial invalid no developments were expected.
LOVED HIM AND LIKED HIM.
Up to last Wednesday things went as usual with the old man except it was noticed he had gradually been lengthening his outdoor walks, sometimes absenting himself for hours at a time. Then the word was brought to Alexander Rieger that his father and Mrs. Peck had been to Kansas City, Kas., and obtained a marriage license.
Alexander Rieger immediately went to the telephone and called up his lawyer, Samuel Eppstein of the law firm of Eppstein, Ulmann & Miller, with offices in the Kansas City Life building.
Mr. Eppstein went to see Mrs. Peck that same afternoon in hopes of talking her out of the notion of marrying the elder Mr. Rieger. He told her that her prospective groom, through his retirement from the liquor business, was not exactly in independent circumstances, and that in addition he was suffering from chronic stomach trouble.
Mr. Eppstein is eloquent and talked long and earnestly but by all his entreaties he received a decided "no."
"I love him and I like him," was the double-barreled manner in which Mrs. Peck, in broken German accents, expressed her regard for Mr. Rieger.
"You can't take him from me," she said. "You don't know the love we have for each other, and I wouldnt give him up for $25,000," and there the argument ended.
ATTACHED HIS MONEY.
The day following was stormy, but in spite of this fact the elder Mr. Rieger took a car for downtown early in the day. No one saw him go. It was hours before his absence was noticed and the alert lawyer again notified.
Mr. Eppstein at once hurried to the Sixth and Main street millinery store. He found Mrs. Peck had closed shop and was also missing.
Before starting out to forestall the wedding Mr. Eppstein arranged for a bill of attachment on all money Mr. Rieger had on deposit at the bank. Then he took a fast automobile ride to the home of Rabbi Max Lieberman at 1423 Tracy avenue, where he suspected the marriage ceremony would be performed.
As he expected, Mr. Rieger was there arranging for the nuptuals to be solmnized at 5:30 o'clock. After a good deal of argument Mr. Rieger consented to ride in the automobile back to the home of his son.
This was at 4 o'clock. About 5 o'clock he was again missing. This looked like buisness to Mr. Eppstein and the automobile was again brought into play and headed for the millinery store.
When the door of the living apartments at the rear of the store burst opeon to admit the excited lawyer it found a large table spread with a wedding feast and several guests, relatives of the propective bride assembled.
"This wedding can't go on!" shouted Mr. Eppstein. "I have arranged with the rabbi and he will not come."
LED THE BRIDEGROOM AWAY.
"Oh, yes it will," said the bride calmly. "We'll arange for another minister, won't we, Jacob?"
"No, there is nothing doing in the marriage line," replied the lawyer. "It's all off. You see, it isn't legal because you got the license in Kansas City, Kas. That's the law, you know."
Mr. Eppstein did not wait to hear any more, but took the bridegroom by the arm and led him away.
At midnight he was placed aboard a fast train for New York. Mrs. Alexander Rieger went along for company.
Alexander Rieger has maintained a mail order trade under the name of his father, Jacob Rieger, at Fifteenth and Genesse streets for many years, the father now having no interest in the business. Mrs. Peck has been a milliner in the North End over twenty years and is said to have laid by a snug sum of money. Her husband died many years ago, leaving the business exclusively to her.
Labels: attorney, Fifteenth street, Genessee street, Kansas City Kas, Main street, ministers, New York, North end, Rabbi Lieberman, Seniors, Sixth street, Tracy avenue, wedding
February 23, 1909
TRYING TO WALK TO OMAHA.
Orphan Boy Nearly Starved, Wanted
to See Aunt.
A three weeks' existence in Kansas City with no food except what he was able to beg, was the experience of Henry Weatherby, 13 years old, who started last Monday to walk to Omaha, where an aunt is living. The boy was found near Wolcott, Kas., and was brought to Kansas City yesterday afternoon by John Merrett, foreman of a construction company. He was sent to the Detention home.
"My father died three weeks ago," the little fellow said. "He was a stationary engineer, and we had been in Kansas City about six weeks, when he took sick with pneumonia. We were living at Sixth street and Forest avenue, and had come from Omaha, where my mother died eight years ago. I started to attend the Woodland school, but had to stop when my father got sick.
"After his death there wasn't any money left, and I've been trying to live without letting the boys know I was in so much trouble. I tried to get work, but couldn't and at last I decided to start for Omaha. Two or three times I went over a day without anything to eat.
"Yesterday morning I started out on my journey, and was able to get as far as Wolcott, when it got dark. I was glad when I found the construction gang's boat on the river, and they took me on board and gave me something to eat."
The boy was in tears during the recital of his troubles, and no one doubted his story. Dr. E. L. Mathias of the Detention home will communicate with the boy's aunt today.
Labels: children, detention home, Dr Mathias, Forest avenue, Omaha, orphans, Sixth street
February 5, 1909
RYAN AFTER HOP FIENDS.
Two Chinese Dens Raided and
Though the ordinance against "hop" smoking is very vague, Inspector of Detectives Charles Ryan is going to put a stop to the evil if possible. Cliff Langsdale, city attorney, will give an opinion in the matter this morning. Charles Chu's den and Charlie Chung's dens on West Sixth street were raided last night and seven "hop" artists were captured and were taken to police headquarters and locked up. Each had varying amounts of opium in his possession. One man had $12.50 worth of opium in his pocket and was evidently preparing to peddle it. The crusade will continue for several days, and if the ordinance is lax, Inspector Ryan will ask the council to pass a more stringent law.
Labels: detectives, immigrants, narcotics, police headquarters, Sixth street
January 27, 1909
RAN OFF WITH A CHINAMAN?
Mrs. Charles Wilson of Kansas City
Arrested in Chicago.
CHICAGO, Jan. 26. -- (Special.) A well dressed young woman who says she is Mrs. Charles Wilson of Kansas City, was arrested at Clark and Harrison streets this afternoon by Detective Russell of the Harrison street station while in the company of G. H. Wing, a Chinaman.
When questioned at the station Wing, who has been employed by Louis Sing, another Chinaman, who has a store on Clark street between Harrison and Van Buren streets, declared that Mrs. Wilson was his wife.
Mrs. Wilson at first corroborated the Chinaman's story, but upon being questioned closely, broke down and admitted, the police declare, that she deserted her husband in Kansas City and came to Chicago with the Chinaman, bringing her 3-year-old daughter with them.
Gaw Wing and Mrs. Wilson, who are being held in Chicago by the police, are well known to the Kansas City police. Wing, a laundryman, has been living with Mrs. Wilson for more than a year, the police claim, on the second floor of a flat at Eighth and Charlotte streets. The woman's lawful husband is not known here.
Two months ago Wing entered police headquarters one night carrying Mrs. Wilson's baby, which is 2 years old. He was crying and exhibited a picture of the baby's mother. "Poor baby's m other run off, leave baby and Gaw Wing alone," he kept repeating. Wing informed the officers that Mrs. Wilson was hiding in a rooming house at 127 West Sixth street. John McCall and Ben Goode, plain clothes patrolmen, arrested the woman, but Wing refused to prosecute her, and she returned to him.
Henry Sing and his American wife introduced the Wilson woman to Gaw Wing. Sing is now in Hot Springs, Ark., for his health, and has his wife and 14-year-old boy with him.
Labels: Charlotte street, Chicago, Eighth street, immigrants, Sixth street
December 11, 1908
IN DEFENSE OF CREIGHTONS.
Frank Collins Thinks Their Arrest
Was an Injustice.
J. C. CREIGHTON,
Keeper of the Poor Man's Mission, Being Held by the Police Because the Fanatics Were in the Mission Just Previous to the Attack On the Police.
To The Journal.
The arrest of J. C. Creighton and wife in connection with Tuesday's tragedy strikes me as being a grave injustice toward innocent and very worthy people. I have known Mr. Creighton for the past ten years and during that time he has sustained the reputation of being an honest, hard-working man. As a street exhorter he is well known, and thousands have been entertained by his Irish wit, and doubtless other thousands by his more serious words have been inspired to hope for a better way of living and dying.
About six months ago Creighton married his present wife and soon thereafter they opened the "Poor Man's Mission." Their object being to both preach the Gospel and shelter the homeless who had nothing to pay for a bed. A sign reading, "Poor Man's Mission. Come in and stay all night, if you are down and out," was hung out.
They came. Frequently of a cold night more than 100 poor unfortunates remained after meeting, grateful for the privilege of sleeping on the floor or canvas seats. Some sick ones were furnished a quilt or blanket, and further allowed to eat at the Creighton table. Others were aided in getting work. In fact the writer never witnessed more generous and disinterested Christian charity, all things considered, than he has seen in this mission. Nor has he ever contributed his mite to the support of any institution where he felt better satisfied of getting value received.
It is true that different members of the Sharp band were at these meetings on two or three evenings and made short, informal talks, as anyone might, the opportunity being offered to all. But that Creighton or his wife had any part in their delusions is absolute nonsense.
They had no conception of the anarchistic tendencies of these poor misguided fanatics, who are to be pitied form the very bottom of the heart.
Nor were the mission talks or the Sharp band of a positively rabid or incendiary character. I heard Sharp talk in the hall Monday evening, just before the tragedy, and was convinced of his insanity, yet I had not the slightest idea he was a dangerous man. His speech was rambling, incoherent and uninteresting. One of the women (Mrs. Pratt, I believe) I heard at another time, and what I have said of Sharp's talk applies to hers as well, except that I considered her sane.
Hoping you will give this article space in the interest of truth and justice. I will close.
FRANK P. COLLINS.
312 West Sixth street.
Labels: Adam God sect, charity, immigrants, ministers, Sixth street
November 5, 1908
BALL PLAYER STRAYS AWAY.
Western Man Had $2,600 With Him.
Friends Fear Foul Play.
Circumstances surrounding the disappearance on Monday morning of W. H. Payne, a Western ball player and logger, with $2,600 on his person, have mystified the police, who have been asked to help locate him. Payne formerly lived in Triplett, Mo., and has a daughter named Arline, 17 years old, living there with an aunt. For the last ten or twelve years he has been living in Idaho where he was engaged in playing professional baseball and in the lumber camps. Two weeks ago he came east and went to visit his daughter. While there he renewed his acquaintance with J. W. Webb, and old schoolboy friend. He induced Webb to go back to Idaho with him, and last Saturday the two men came to Kansas City. Payne intended to purchase a new suit of clothes before returning to Lane, Idaho. The two men secured a room with Thomas Casey, a rooming house keeper at 700 Main street.
Monday morning Payne and Webb went to Lock's coal office, 513 East Sixth street, to meet Webb's brother, C. E .Webb. While in the coal office Payne said he would go to the bank and have a $100 bill changed and would then return to the office. He left at 10 o'clock and the brothers remained there waiting for him until 3 o'clock in the afternoon. They then went to the rooming house, where they were told that Payne had been there and left word for Mr. Casey to hold his room for him and his friend. He left his suit case and clothes at the rooming house. He did not pay for the room he had used. He has not been heard of since that time.
Tuesday night Thomas Casey called at police headquarters and reported the disappearance of Payne. The Webb brothers reported his disappearance yesterday afternoon to the police. The police suggested that Payne had probably left town in that way to avoid paying the expenses of the trip, but J. W. Webb said he believed he had met with foul play. Payne, he said, carried his money in bills which were tied around his leg beneath his trousers. He often displayed the roll of bills and his friends fear that he has either been murdered or drugged and robbed. Payne is 45 years old and of stout build. His fingers have been broken and bent by playing baseball.
Labels: missing, police headquarters, rooming house, Sixth street, sports, visitors
November 3, 1908
WALL STREET NOW BALTIMORE.
Name of This Gloomy Little Canon
Changed by Council.
The name of one of Kansas City's pioneer streets, Wall, was last night changed to Baltimore by an ordinance fathered by Akderman W. A. Bunker. Wall street, which begins at Sixth, runs into Baltimore at Ninth and, on account of the two streets having different names, has been a source of annoyance to strangers. Old settlers remember the time when the street was known as Ann. The council of that time sought a more metropolitan name, and Wall street was selected.
Labels: Baltimore avenue, Kansas City council, Ninth street, Sixth street
September 25, 1908
WHITE GIRL BECOMES
A CHINAMAN'S BRIDE.
PRETTY NETTIE SWISS IS NOW
MRS. JUNG LING.
She Became Acquainted With Her
Oriental Lover in Monnett, Mo.
Attended to Wedding De-
Jung Ling, a pigtail Chinaman, aged 36 years, and Nettie Swiss, a not at all bad looking white girl, who gave her age as 23 years, were married by Justice of the Peace F. O. Miller at the court house at 1 o'clock yesterday afternoon. It is said to be the intention of the couple to make their home in St. Louis.
After the two, walking arm in arm, entered the recorder's office for the purpose of taking out the license, the girl acted as spokesman and made known the object of their visit. "We want to get a marriage license," she said.
The clerk at first was dubious as to their sincerity, but after asking the usual questions and receiving favorable replies, he realized that there was no alternative from granting the license. Before completing the document, however, the clerk, who seemed disinclined to issue the license, said: "If this man can't sign his name this paper cannot be issued."
"Well, he may not be able to write his name in full," said the bride-to-be, who seemingly had thoroughly rehearsed her part,"but he can make his mark just the same as any other person who can't write. Is there anything else?"
There evidently was not, as the license was forthcoming, and after having been turned over and the fee paid by the feminine end of the transaction, they asked that Justice Miller be summoned to perform the ceremony. The justice arrived within a brief period and a few minutes later the couple were man and wife.
Although a wedding in exclusive Chinese circles is an occasion accompanied by a great feast and several days of gayety, nothing of the kind had been prepared for Mr. and Mrs. Ling. The bridegroom's friends here are said to have objected bitterly to the course he was pursuing and refused him even a wedding dinner by the way of showing their displeasure.
When seen at the store of a friend, 127 West Sixth street, yesterday afternoon, the new Mrs. Ling sat on the side of a bunk with a genuine black trousered little Chinese lady. The two evidently had engaged in conversation pertaining to the wedding, but when the visitor made known the object of his call both became silent.
The proprietor of the store, Ling and several other Chinamen there at the time said they were insufficiantly acquainted with the English language to converse intelligently, and, therefore, asked to be excused. Mrs. Ling would say nothing.
Mr. and Mrs. Ling are said to have known each other for several years, both of them for some time lived at Monnett, Mo., and later at Joplin. Ling frequently has occasion to come here and this time he sent for his lady love. She arrived yesterday morning.
Labels: courthouse, immigrants, Justice Miller, race, Sixth street, visitors, wedding
September 16, 1908
HE WAS LOCKED IN A THEATER.
Charles Passantino, Boy, Went to
Sleep and Was Overlooked.
Charles Passantino, a 10-year-old boy who lives at 217 East Sixth street, woke up at 10 o'clock last night in a cheap theater near Seventh and Main streets and found that the show was over and that everyone had gone home. The lights were all out and the doors were locked.
Charles yelled. He received no answer and finally got up nerve enough to grope his way into the vestibule, from where he could look out on the street.
He attracted the attention of a passerby, who sent word to police headquarters of the boy's plight.
When Patrolman J. W. Welch arrived he found J. C. Welleford, and inspector for the Missouri District Telegraph company, tugging at a large sign reading, "Matinee today, 2:30 and 3:30 p. m." When the sign was removed a good size ticket window was exposed to view. Charles got into the ticket office by smashing the glass door and turning a lock. He stepped onto a chair in front of the ticket window and was pulled out.
Labels: children, police, Sixth street, theater
July 25, 1908
CROWD SAW JUNG BURIAL.
Father and Mother Only Mourners
for Little Chinese Child.
About 150 persons collected at Union cemetery yesterday afternoon around the grave of a little child, but it was curiosity and not grief that brought them there. The came to see the burial of Frank Jung, the year-old son
of Charlie Jung, a Chinaman who keeps a shop at 127 West Sixth street. If the spectators expected the religious ceremonies that usually attend a Chinese funeral they were disappointed, for none were held. The little white coffin was merely put into the grave and covered up. The father and mother were the only mourners.
Labels: cemetery, immigrants, Sixth street
July 24, 1908
LITTLE CHINESE BOY DIES.
Frank Jung Was the Son of Charlie
Jung, General Merchant.
The passing of a little mite of yellow humanity caused much sorrow in Kansas City's Chinatown yesterday. The little fellow who died was Frank Jung, 1 year and 4 months old, and the first Chinese boy, born in Kanas City, to die. His father, Charlie Jung, runs a general merchandise store at 127 West Sixth street. The mother came from San Francisco, where she was born in the Chinese quarter, and as been married to Charlie Jung two years.
Five Chinese children have been born in Kansas City, of whom three were girls and two were boys. One girl and one boy are still living. The little baby who died yesterday was the other boy.
No religious ceremonies will be held, but the body will merely be taken to the cemetery by the parents and buried. This formality will be accomplished at 2 o'clock this afternoon at Union cemetery. The Chinese have no theories with regard to the future of children's souls.
Labels: cemetery, children, death, immigrants, Sixth street
June 20, 1908
"WAY OF THE TRANS-
GRESSOR IS HARD."
Rev. Brown, Under Liquor, Is Ar-
rested. Says He Has Passed
Worthless Checks and Played
in Some Stiff Games.
"The way of the transgressor is hard." This was the text of a sermon preached by the Rev. C. S. L. Brown at the West Side Christian church, Twentieth street and Pennsylvania avenue, on Sunday night, October 7, 1906. His subject was "Lights and Shadows of Life, or Positive and Negative Teachings."
Since that memorable night when the Rev. Mr. Brown, who six years before had worked as a porter at the Hotel Baltimore, preached before a large congregation, many of whom were his personal friends, glad of his success, he has found out the hard truth of his text -- "The way of the transgressor is hard."
Last night the Rev. Mr. Brown was arrested at Sixth and Walnut streets by Patrolman Harry Arthur. He was locked up for investigation and spent the night in a cell at Central station. When arrested he was in the street. He had thrown away his hat, his coat was off and he had all but stripped the upper portion of his body of clothing.
It was the same Rev. Mr. Brown who a few months ago stood boldly before his congregation at Lee's Summit, Mo., and acknowledged that he had been gambling and drinking. He was drinking last night. When he occupied the pulpit of Rev. W. O. Thomas here in October, 1906, Rev. Mr. Brown then was pastor of a Christian church at Washington, Kas. His mother, a woman of wealth and culture, lives there now. His wife and four small children are with his mother. He is 30 years old.
The minister admitted last night he had been drinking and gambling in Kansas City almost ever since his downfall at Lee's Summit. He said he had passed about $60 worth of worthless checks. He could recall one for $12.50 on C. J. Mees, a saloonkeeper, Sixth and Walnut; one for $15 on James Riddle, saloon, Independence avenue and McGee street, and two at Lee's Summit.
"I can trace my downfall to the love of a woman," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Then the gamblers got hold of me here and what they have left you see now -- a wreck, beaten, down and out. I am willing to take my medicine like a man and serve my five or ten years, but before God I will not divulge the name of the woman. Her name must be protected, as I alone am to blame.
"When I got in my trouble and had to leave my church and Lee's Summit," he continued, "a minister friend down there went to my mother at Washington, Kas., and got $400 to square things. She told him he could have ten times that amount. With part of that I even paid gambling debts to men here who since have refused to give me 10 cents to buy a dish of chile.
"Gambling! Gambling!" he almost shrieked. "Is there much gambling here? Yes. I could lead you to some of the stiffest games you ever saw and they seem to be running with ease. Of course most of them are in hotels and hard to catch. Yes, I have been before the grand jury with it."
The Rev. Mr. Brown refused to divulge the names of the men who had "trimmed" him here. He said "Their time will come later. He said that he went through the Boer war in the service of England. Then he was a soldier of fortune.
"It was there I contracted the drinking and gambling habits," he admitted with bowed head. "I felt the craving for the old habits returning and battled with them as long as I could. At a weak moment, other troubles begetting me, I fell 'as the angels fell from Heaven to the blackest depths of Hell.' Since then the course has been down, down, down with an awful rush."
Labels: alcohol, Central station, churches, gambling, Independence avenue, Lee's Summit, McGee street, ministers, saloon, Sixth street, Walnut Street
May 31, 1908
RIVAL PREACHERS IN A ROW.
"Pope of the North End" Arrested on
Two Christian factions got into a row on the corner of Fourth and Main streets last night. Enon Daley, known as the "Pope of the North End," and Mary A. Quick, an individual evangelist, represented the two factions. Daley is a Catholic and Mary Quick is non-sectarian. Consequently the two were preaching contrary doctrines withing twenty feet of each other and something had to happen. Daley is blessed with a loud bass voice and his preaching and arguments sufficed to drown the weaker voice of his opponent.
The woman, outdone completely, complained of Daley and asked him to stop, according to her statement At which request Daley became indignant, and the woman called a passing officer and had Daley arrested.
The police have known Daley two or three years and this is the first offense with which the old man has been charged. Consequently they were lenient with him and let him out with only his signature for appearance in police court Monday morning.
Daley lives at the Helping Hand institute and Mary Quick lives at 131 West Sixth street. She promised to be on hand Monday morning to prosecute her rival.
Labels: Fourth street, Helping Hand, Main street, ministers, North end, Sixth street
May 29, 1908
DUG UP HIS NITROGLYCERIN.
Safeblower Hart Led Police to Spot
Where It Was Buried.
A nitroglycerin hunt is an unusual feature to a detective's duty, but it was part of the day's programme yesterday morning when W. G. Hart, a safeblower of no small record, led the police to the runway of the Hannibal bridge where he had buried over a pint of the explosive.
Hart was captured Tuesday night by Sergeant Patrick Clark, Desk Sergeant, Holly Jarboe and Officer Joe Enright after having blown a safe in the Metzner Stove Supply and Repair House, 304 West Sixth street. At the time of the capture, Hart attempted to hurl a bottle of the explosive at the police officers, but was kept from doing so by one of the occupants of the house.
Hart had made his nitroglycerin at the foot of the Hannibal bridge and then buried it in the roadside. It was feared that a passing wagon might cause an explosion and so it was taken up yesterday. Hart emptied the bottle upon the ground.
Labels: crime, detectives, Hannibal bridge, Holly Jarboe, police, Sixth street
May 28, 1908
BURIED IN A ROAD.
SAFEBLOWER WILL LEAD
THE POLICE TO IT.
That Is, if Some Wagon Wheel
Don't Set It Off Before This
Morning -- One Sends Money
to His Mother.
Safe blowing is not a lucrative business, according to G. W. Hart and William Riley, the two yeggmen who were arrested Tuesday night after having blown a safe in the Metzner Stove Supply and Repair house, 304 West Sixth street. The two burglars made a complete confession before Captain Walter Whitsett and other police officers last night, telling somewhat of their past and present record, also giving an interesting account of how they pulled off their jobs.
The two men met each other on the streets several days ago and their acquaintance grew steadily. Both lived in a low rooming house at 507 Grand avenue and it was there that they perfected their plans for the safe robbery which they perpetrated Tuesday night.
For several days past Hart has made a hiding place of the Hannibal bridge. In that locality he kept his tools and prepared the nitroglycerin which he used to blow the safes. He said that had he been successful in his robberies here he intended taking his loot to that place and burying it at the roadside, where he has now over a pint of nitroglycerin stored away.
The only other safe blowing job which Hart has tried in Kansas City was Sunday night when he attempted to blow open the safe in the Ernst Coal and Feed barns at Twentieth and Grand avenue. At that time, however, he was interrupted by police officers and barely escaped arrest. He was not successful in this attempt. Two or there days previous to this Hart entered and robbed a wholesale house located near Fifth and Delaware streets. He got only a few dollars in currency.
WHERE HE HAS WORKED.
In tell of his work at the safe-blowing, Hart said: "I have been at this business for the past year or two, and in that time I have robbed safes in Colorado, Kansas, Oklahoma, Ohio, Nebraska and Missouri. The biggest haul I ever made was from a bank in some town in Oklahoma. I had to get through four large front doors which were loaded with concrete, but was successful, and sent the money I made in that deal to my mother. I often sent her the biggest part of my makings. She thought I got it honestly. No, I won't tell you her name or where she lives," he replied to a question from the police captain.
"Sometimes I would bank the money I got from the safes," he continued, "but it never got me anything. I am worse broke now than I was when I was living honestly. The job we pulled off last night was to get me money to pay my board.
"When I got the safe all soaped and ready to blow," he said in reply to a question of where he went when the explosion took place, "I usually stand just on top of the safe. There is no danger of any hurt up there, for the explosion always blows out, not up. If it has made too much noise, I most always have time to jump down and pull out the money boxes before anyone gets there, and then make my getaway."
Hart is a man of thirty or more names. He refused to tell his right name to police officers, saying that G. W. Hart was just as good as any. Among the names given were Maycliffe, Miller, Pope, Brown and Simpson. Hart has served a term of years in the Ohio state penitentiary, having been sent there on the charge of assault with intent to kill. He shot a brakeman who tried to eject him from a freight train on which he was stealing a ride. The brakeman was not seriously injured. With this exception he has had no other prison record, being only 26 years of age.
HE'S GREEN AT IT.
William Riley, the other yeggman, was more reticent about his part in the affair of Tuesday night. He claimed that it was his first attempt at safe blowing and admitted that he was rather amateurish about the business. Though he has not done much along the yegging line, he has a much longer prison record than his partner. Most of his matured life has been spent behind prison bars. He is now 47 years old. He was first convicted of highway robbery in Jackson county and sentenced to five years in the state prison. He had not been released from that term many months before he received a sentence at Springfield, Mo., for a term of two years, charged with grand larceny. Besides this he served four years more in the Missouri penitentiary for grand larceny, having been convicted at Sedalia.
When the two men were arrested Tuesday night the woman who keeps the rooming house in which they lived, and Ernest Vega, a Mexican roomer, were also arrested. Hart and Riley have both testified that these two were entirely innocent of the affair, and have asked for their release. It is probable t hat they will be released this morning, as the time limit for investigation of prisoners is over.
Hart will accompany a squad of police officers to his hiding ground at the runway of the Hannibal bridge this morning, when the nitroglycerin, which he has buried there, will be removed. It is lying on the roadside, just under the surface, and it is feared that the wheels of some farm wagon might accidental cause an explosion if it is not removed at once.
Labels: Captain Whitsett, crime, Delaware street, Fifth street, Grand avenue, Hannibal bridge, highway robbery, immigrants, penitentiary, railroad, Sedalia, Sixth street, Twentieth street
April 1, 1908
WILL TEST NEW SALOON LAW.
Parent May Collect Damages if Li-
quor Is Sold to Minor.
Whether saloons must pay $50 for every offense of selling liquor to a minor with out a parent's written consent is to have its first decision in a justice's court April 3. Yesterday Mrs. Ida M. Carson filed suit in Judge Remley's court against the Kansas City Breweries Company, owners of a saloon at 324 West Sixth street, and James Meaney, a bartender, for $300 damages. Six offenses in the month of March were charged, the minor involved being Claud, the 16-year-old son of Mrs. Carson.
Under this statute, which has never been tested in Kansas City, if saloonists are found guilty the jury has no power to lessen the amount to be paid. Also under conviction there is a penalty that the criminal court may assess for each offense, to say nothing of the forfeiture of license which such conviction would bring with it.
Labels: alcohol, breweries, Judge Remley, Lawsuit, saloon, Sixth street
March 10, 1908
BABY HAS NOT BEEN FOUND.
Mrs. Pansy Gaulter Says Husband's
Mother Made the Trouble.
Mrs. Pansy Gaulter, whose baby was snatched from her arms by her husband, Loren Gaulter, at Sixth and Central streets Saturday afternoon, said last night that no trace had yet been found of either Gaulter or the child. The last she saw of him was when he ran down Central street to Fifth street and through a building at 306 West Fifth. He is said to have met a woman at Fourth and Broadway and to have later taken a Leavenworth electric car The kidnaping was reported to the Humane Society, and W. H. Gibbbens has a warrant for Gaulter.
It was a mistake to say that my mother caused any trouble between us," said Mrs. Gaulter. My mother-in-law caused all the trouble and she had made trouble before. Finally I told y husband I would not live with his people any more, and he then wanted me to live with his uncle. When I refused that also caused trouble. It was his people, not mine, that caused our separation."
Labels: Broadway, Central street, Fifth street, Fourth street, Humane Society, kidnapping, marriage, Sixth street, streetcar
March 8, 1908
HE STOLE BABY FROM
ITS MOTHER'S ARMS.
FATHER ESCAPED, ALTHOUGH
PURSUSED BY A MOB.
Mysterious Case, in Which the Prin-
cipals, After Causing a Grand
Furor, All Dropped
Out of Sight.
To kidnap a baby from the arms of its mother on a public street at high noon, run several blocks pursued by 250 people and the frantic mother and to finally make good his escape through a basement on West Fifth street, was the record made by a father yesterday.
A woman was walking on Sixth street near Central at noon yesterday, carrying her baby. As she neared the corner a man appeared, grabbed the child from its mother's arms and ran north on Central street -- the baby under his coat. At Fifth street he turned west as far as the Coca-Cola Bottling Company, 302 West Fifth street. In the door he darted, slamming it after him. The kidnaping caused great excitement and the man with the baby was pursued by a mob which jammed about the door.
The woman from whom the baby had been snatched was a blonde, tall and wore a brown cloak and a small hat with a white veil. As she ran she cried to the pursuers, "Stop him! He's my husband and has got my child and will kill it. I know he sill. Stop him!"
An elderly woman dressed in black appeared on the scene, from where no one seemed to know, and overtook the fleeing mother. Several times she tried to detain her, but when frantic efforts failed, the woman in black grabbed a small hand satchel from the other woman and gave up the chase.
Charles E. McVey, desk sergeant at police headquarters, was passing and saw the crowd. The woman in brown appealed to him to get her baby which was being stolen, saying again that it would be killed. McVey ran into the bottling works and took a freight elevator to the top floor, having been told that the man with the baby had gone that way. When he descended, however, he was informed that the man had left by the basement door in the rear.
J. B. Jewell, manager of the bottling works, said: "The man who went through here with the baby in his arms was Loren Gaulter, who formerly worked here. The woman who pursued him was his wife. They have been married about two years and the baby is probably 6 months old. They last lived in Independence, Mo., but I never knew of their having had any family troubles."
Until five days ago, Gaulter was employed in the mail department at the Union depot as a truck handler. At that time he quit suddenly and what became of him no one there knew.
The man with the baby ran through an open lot in the rear of the bottling works and made his way to Fourth and Broadway, where, witnesses said, he was met by another woman The two were later seen to board a Leavenworth car, it was said. McVey had trouble in dispersing the crowd, and when quiet was restored all the principals in the affair had disappeared.
The distracted mother made her way around the block and through the alley by which the man and baby had escaped. To a man loading a car in the rear of the Richards & Conover Hardware Company's store she appealed to help her. That man, who said he knew the woman, gave the name of Young. He said she was Mrs. Gaulter, but he did not know where she lived. Harry Williams, a negro porter in a barber shop at 316 West Fifth street, saw the man with the baby under his coat leave the bottling works by the rear basement door. When he called out, "That man's stolen that baby," he said the man ran faster than ever.
Jewel said that after all the excitement was over a young woman, known to him as Gaulter's sister, called on him. She asked where "the folks" had gone, Jewel said, and intimated, that she would have gone with them. The wife was heard to remark that if her husband got out of town, she new he would take the baby to Iowa.
The kidnaping was not reported to the police or to the Humane Society, consequently neither worked on the case.
Mrs. Belle Slaughter, who formerly lived at 1639 Washington street, is the mother of Mrs. Gaulter. Until two days ago the Gaulter's lived at 612 East Ninth street, and appeared to be happy, neighbors say, until Mrs. Slaughter appeared. It is thought that Mrs. Slaughter is the woman who appeared and took Mrs. Gaulter's handbag during the chase after the husband and child.
Labels: Broadway, Central street, Fifth street, Fourth street, kidnapping, Ninth street, Sergeant McVey, Sixth street, Washington street
December 26, 1907
NOTEBOOK SAVES HIS LIFE.
Frank Riddle's Bullet Strikes It
When He Shoots at J. C. Riddle.
A small leather notebook probably saved the life of James C. Riddle, a saloonkeeper at 212 Independence avenue, last night. Frank Hedrick, a former saloonkeeper, shot at close range at Riddle at the saloon at 7 o'clock, declaring that he intended to kill him. The bullett, 38-caliber, struck in the notebook, which was in his right vest pocket, and glanced, making only a slight flesh wound on Riddle's breast.
Jealousy is given as the cause of the shooting. Hedrick formerly owned a saloon at 204 Independence avenue, and when Riddle started a similar business near him and made a success, Hedrick's business was said to have fallen off to a certain extent. About a year ago Hedrick's licenses for that, and also a saloon operated by him at 501 East Sixth street, were revoked because Hedrick sold liquor on Sunday. It is claimed that Hedrick then became jealous of Riddle. Several times Hedrick tried to make trouble for riddle, and last night was the second time he attempted to kill him.
Two weeks ago Saturday night, Hedrick went into the hall next to Riddle's saloon after closing hours and asked Riddle to sell him a drink, which the latter refused to do. With the refusal, Hedrick drew a knife and attempted to stab Riddle, although he only managed to cut a long gash in Riddle's coat. The latter then warned him not to come in the saloon again. Last night Hedrick went into the saloon and asked Riddle if he would sell him a drink. Riddle answered, "no," and Hedrick drew a revolver and, saying, "I'm going to kill you," shot at his breast.
Patrolmen Harry Arthur and T. D. Shackelford heard of the shooting and hurried to the saloon, but Hedrick had escaped.
Officers are of the belief that Hedrick has brooded over his business troubles until his mind has become deranged. For some time past he has been a vinegar peddler.
Labels: Independence avenue, mental health, police, saloon, Sixth street, violence
December 21, 1907
POLICE GET HIS COCAINE BOX.
Many Men Had Been Drugged and
Robbed in North End Saloon.
The police have had many complaints of men being drugged and robbed in a Greek saloon near Sixth and Bluff streets recently. It was in and near this place that thirteen men have been arrested within the last two days and sent to the workhouse on fines of from $10 to $100.
A signwriter named Sellinger, who testified against some of the men in police court, told the police that he saw a man drugged, robbed and thrown into a hack and hauled away. At another time the clerk of the Metropolitan hotel was taken into a rear room, slugged and robbed.
Yesterday afternoon detectives arrested Chris Baptista, a Mexican bartender in the saloon complained of. They went behind the bar and confiscated two suspicious bottles and a box containing a chrystalline substance.
"The bottles do not smell like whiskey," said Inspector Ryan, "and the box looks like it contains cocaine."
The two bottles and the box were delivered to Dr. Walter M. Cross, city chemist, for analysis. Baptista is being held for investigation.
Labels: Bluff street, City Chemist Cross, crime, immigrants, narcotics, North end, saloon, Sixth street, workhouse
November 23, 1907
THEY STOLE MANY PENNIES.
Young Men Also Liked Whisky and
Confessing that they had robbed five places since last Wednesday night, Benjamin Green, Earl Durbin and Emery Luzelle, all young white men, were arrested early yesterday morning at Sixth and Delaware streets.
Green wore two overcoats and Luzelle had in his pockets three quart bottles of whisky and two boxes of saloon cigars.
They admitted having robbed the following places of the things enumerated:
Saloon of Clem Mees, 612 Walnut street, 600 cigars, 2 overcoats and 500 pennies stolen.
Saloon of George Fawkes, 714 Walnut street, $20 in cash, 1 overcoat and 1 jack-knife stolen.
Saloon of Thomas Larson, 114 West Fifth street, 50 cents in postage stamps and 1 gold ring stolen.
Shooting gallery of George Dunn, who was robbed Wednesday night, applied to the police board that afternoon for permission to carry a revolver because he had no safe in his shooting gallery and did not think it safe to carry his day's receipts home with him without the protection of a pistol. His application was refused. He left his money in his place of business and was robbed.
Labels: cigars, crime, Delaware street, Fifth street, saloon, Sixth street, Walnut Street
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