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September 1, 1908

ODD FELLOWS CELEBRATE

SIXTIETH ANNIVERSARY.

Wyandotte Lodge No. 35 Was Organ-

ized by Faithful Few When Kan-

sas City Was a Village.

On September 1, 1848, when this city was better known as Westport Landing, a number of members of the Independent Order of Odd Fellows gathered in a small room over Shannon's grocery store at Second and Main streets and organized Wyandotte lodge No. 35. Last night nearly 200 members and friends of this same lodge gathered in the large hall at Missouri avenue and Main street to celebrate the sixtieth anniversary.

Judge E. E. Porterfield, who claims to be too young to have been a charter member of the lodge, presided, and made a short address. Judge Porterfield told of the early days when with but a few members the lodge started on its way. He read a few of the names of the early members and among those names mentioned are men who have helped to make Kansas City what it is today.

Among the early members were such men as L. P. Browne, Joseph S. Chick, W. H. Chick, Rev. John T. Peery, Daniel Dofflemeyer, John C. McCoy, Dr. I. M. Ridge, Nehemiah Holmes and James A. Gregory. In 1850 the records of the lodge were destroyed in a fire which burned the grocery store over which the lodge was located, and it is impossible to get the names of all the charter members.

Phillip Bentz, who joined the lodge in 1850 when it was but two years old, was present and gave a short talk on the early history. Mr. Bentz is the oldest living member of the lodge. An address was also made by M. S. Dowden, past grand master, and music was furnished by J. Bales, L. Bales, and Miss Maggie Martin. Misses Elsie Hite and Ruth Markward gave recitations. Refreshments were served at the conclusion of the programme.

Labels: grocers, Judge Porterfield, lodges, Main street, Missouri avenue, Odd Fellows, Second street

August 20, 1908

MEAT IS A LITTLE CHEAPER.

Retail Prices Have Declined as Much

as 3 Cents a Pound.

Retail meat prices are being quoted from 1/2 to 3 cents lower per pound than was the case a month ago. the reason for the slight decrease in price as given by the local retail butchers is that the wholesale markets have reduced their prices on meat stuffs, and that it is more profitable for them to reduce their own prices in proportion, inasmuch as more people will buy meat at cheaper prices.

The wholesalers give no particular reason for the decline in prices, saying that general circumstances make it possible to reduce the price of meat to the retailer a few cents a pound. The flood during the early part of the summer had a great deal to do with the large advance in the price of meats, which was maintained up until the last few days.

Steaks which cost the butcher 14 1/2 cents to 18 1/2 cents a pound are being sold by the retailers at 22 1/2 cents a pound. This is a decrease of from 4 1/2 to 7 1/2 cents per pound since last month. Rib roasts are selling from 15 to 17 cents a pound and cost the retailer anywhere from 14 to 17 cents a pound. Sugar-cured ham which costs the retailer 12 1/2 cents a pound is being sold for 17 cents, and pork, which ranges from 8 to 12 cents a pound at wholesale prices can be bought for 15 cents at many of the downtown markets.

Labels: butchers, flood, food, grocers, retailers

August 18, 1908

LOVESICK GIRL DRINKS IODINE.

Katie Thompson, 14, Wanted to Wed

a Grocer's Clerk.

Katie Thompson, 1326 St. Louis avenue, is only 14 years old, but that did not keep her from falling in love with Michael Griffin, an employe of the Kansas City Wholesale Grocery Company, Tenth and Mulberry streets. They wanted to get married.

Katie's mother and her stepfather, M. J. Chambers, objected on account of her age. Michael called at the Thompson home during the noon hour yesterday to press his suit. When he was told there would be nothing doing in the matrimonial line for at least four years, he became angry and cast a half brick at the stepfather, who promptly stopped it with his face. The brick was much harder than Chambers's face and a deep gash over the eye was the result.

It is said of Michael that he then made tracks toward the state line, while Chambers fled himself to No. 2 police station to have the brick-throwing lover arrested. All this excited little Katie to such an extent that she then and there consumed an ounce of iodine by way of showing her love for the grocery clerk. Dr. George P. Pipkin, with the ambulance from the emergency hospital, arrived after a hurry-up call and a strong emetic put Katie back on the eligible list again.

Labels: children, grocers, No 2 police station, romance, St Louis avenue, violence

June 9, 1908

TWENTY ESCAPE WHEN

BUILDINGS COLLAPSE.

NONE WAS INJURED IN GRAND

AVENUE WRECK.

Roof and Second Floor of Two Old

Structures at 1403-1405 Grand Ave-

nue Fell to Basement -- Were

Condemned Yesterday.

Twenty persons had a miraculous escape from being crushed to death at 11:45 o'clock yesterday morning when the front section of two buildings, located at 1403-1405 Grand avenue, collapsed and the walls fell inward carrying the roof and second floor to the basement. The buildings were condemned yesterday by the building inspector and ordered torn down. Adolph Dose conducts a saloon in the building at 1403 Grand avenue and there were ten men in his saloon when the collapse came. All escaped without injury. Henry Carter, a porter employed by Mr. Dose, was in the basement when he noticed a section of the sustaining wall on the south side of the building had fallen out. He went upstairs and reported the matter to Mr. Dose, who telephoned John E. Lach, a furniture dealer, the owner of the building. When Mr. Lach reached the saloon he and Mr. Dose went to the basement to examine the wall and had returned to the main floor when a rumbling noise was heard and the patrons in the saloon ran out.

The bartender, Charles Wedlick, was behind the bar at the time. He said he was walking towards the front end of the bar and noticed that as he got nearer the front end he was sinking below the bar. Wedlick ran from behind the bar and down into the basement, where he stood beneath a large girder in the center of the building. He was not struck by any of the flying bricks and timber, but the lime dust nearly suffocated him.

In the saloon at the time were Adolph Dose, Charles Wedlick, Peter Fielding, a contractor; Fred Hay, and insurance agent; John Baird, a constable; Henry Carter, the porter, and John E. Lach, the proprietor of the building, besides three strangers.

Above the saloon Kim Ying Woy conducts a chop suey restaurant. He was in the rear of his place with his cook. They were not hurt and walked down to the yard in the rear.

When the wall of the building at 1403 Grand avenue gave way the roof and second floor of the building at 1405 caved in. In the latter building Louis Lustig conducted a grocery store and the second floor was used as rooming house, occupied by Mrs. Edna Cooley. Persons in this place failed to get out when the first rumbling noise was heard. When the front wall fell to the sidewalk Mrs. Cooley and Flora Everest, a roomer, were in the front room and were dropped to the sidewalk with the falling walls. Mrs. Cooley was in bed at the time of the accident. Two men were also pitched out the front part of the building Charles Graham, a hack driver who was in the house, ran out the back way.

Only the clerk, J. B. Routh, was in the grocery store. He escaped through the rear door when he heard the crash. Mr. Lustig was standing in front of his store and his driver, Clinton Smith, was in the yard in the rear. The building at 1405 Grand Avenue is owned by A. P. Thurman.

Mr. Dose estimated his loss at about $3,000. He did not know whether his insurance covered accidents or not. He said his stock of goods was not damaged, but the bar fixtures are a total loss. He erected a small frame shed in the rear of his saloon and will continue in business there until he can secure a location. Mr. Lustig could not estimate what his loss would be.

Forty-five years ago two frame buildings collapsed in the same block in which the buildings fell yesterday. In one of the buildings was Josephine E. Vaughn, sister of the desperado Vaughn, who was caught among the falling timbers and killed. Those buildings were erected in 1857, and their collapse was occasioned in the same manner which ruined the buildings yesterday afternoon. At 1302 Grand avenue a frame building collapsed about eighteen years ago. No one was injured in the accident.

Labels: Grand avenue, grocers, restaurants, saloon

March 18, 1908

MOURNER BREAKS NECK.

Robert W. Smyth Meets Death While

Returning From Wake.

Robert W. Smyth of 208 South Fourteenth street, Kansas City, Kas., brother of City License Inspector J. E. Smyth fell and broke his neck last night shortly before 10 o'clock while walking along South Eighteenth street. He had attended the wake of a friend in that neighborhood, and was on his way home when he met death.

The place where Mr. Smyth fell and received fatal injuries was within about twenty feet of where Isaac Malott, the Grandview grocer, was murdered by robbers about five months ago. He had been drinking, according to the statements of several persons who had been with him just a short time before he left for home. Dr. John A. Mitchell, who lives at 1803 Central avenue, only a short distance form where the accident occurred, was one of the first person s to reach the body. When he arrived Smyth was dying. Dr. Mitchell stated last night that there was no doubt that the man's neck was broken in the fall. Coroner Davis will hold a n autopsy this morning at Butler's undertaking rooms, where the body was removed.

Friends of Smyth believe that he was assaulted by highwaymen. There is a great gash on the dead man's forehead, and those who examined the ground where the body was found declare there are evidences of a struggle.

Labels: accident, Central avenue, death, doctors, Grandview, grocers, Kansas City Kas

February 29, 1908

WILL WALLACE STOP

THIS JEWISH PLAY?

SAYS HE HAS NOT GIVEN PER-

MISSION FOR IT.

But the Congregation Tefares Israel

Declares He Has Signified His

Willingness to Let Sunday

Performance Proceed.

Although the Jews of the Tefares Israel congregation, who are to present "De Boba Yochne," a dramatic opera in the Shubert theater Sunday evening, March 8, claim that they have a permit from Judge W. H. Wallace guaranteeing that they shall not be arrested or indicted. Judge Wallace says he has made no decision in the matter.

"First time I ever heard of Tefares Israel," the judge replied to a questioner. "Didn't know they were going to give a show in the Shubert theater on Sunday. I cannot say what I shall do, because I never cross bridges until I come to them."

When word of the judge's indecision was brought to a dozen Jews who were in M. Herowitz's meat market at 509 Independence avenue yesterday evening, there was a great shaking of heads. The men, all well along in years and heavily bearded, had been busy studying the lines they will have to speak in the play for it is to be a home talent performance. A man who was reading from a grayish book, grew silent and Herowitz, who was standing behind his chopping block humming the lines of a song he is to sing, snapped his jaws together. Not a word was spoken for two minutes. Then Herowitz filled and lighted his pipe and stepped from behind his counter. He took the pipe from his lips and spoke slowly through his beard:

"You bring us news. I do not understand. The judge has given us a permit, but we cannot be sure what he may yet do."

TO FURNISH A SYNAGOGUE.

"Yes, we will charge for tickets, but we will use the money to furnish a house of worship for our congregation. We are not rich people and we do not desire to beg. Why should we not give our time and our voices for this drama? We hurt no one, and we furnish our synagogue."

Everyone paid respectful silence for a full minute after Herowitz quit speaking, for he is assistant director of the proposed performance and his daughter is to be leading lady. At last another black-bearded man spoke:

"It is the last few weeks that we bought the church at Tracy and Seventh. It is small but a nice house. We want money to furnish it for a synagogue. We cannot give the opera on Saturday, for that is our Sabbath, and we take Sunday because many of us cannot open our shops on that day because of the court."

"DON'T PREJUDICE THE COURT"

As the reporter took his leave, five or six of the bearded men followed to the door.

"I beg of you, kindly," two or three of them said, "not to write anything to make the court go back on his word. We want the money for our synagogue."

The play, "De Boba Yochna," which the Tefares Israel Jews are rehearsing, and for which their wives and daughters are making many brightly colored gowns and robes, is a five-act drama. For fear, though, that those who attend may not receive their money's worth, half a dozen songs are to be sung by the sweetest voices of the congregation during the intermissions between the five acts.

Every word spoken will be in Hebrew. Even the judge, who closed sacred concerts in the Willis Wood theater and shut up A. Judah's playhouse on Sundays, should wish to indict the congregation of Tefares Israel, he would have to send interpreters with his deputy marshals in order to secure any evidence that a play, and not a son and prayer service, is in progress.

Labels: churches, grocers, Independence avenue, Judge Wallace, Seventh street, theater, Tracy avenue

February 21, 1908

WALLACE REFUSED

TO TOUCH THE WINE.

WOULD NOT DRINK FROM JEW-

ISH WEDDING CUP.

Was Guest of Honor at Marriage of

Rose Mandelcorn, bot Offended

Parents by Failing to

Drink Her Health.

Judge William H. Wallace was the guest of honor at a wedding feast last night, and a Jewish wedding feast at that. That is he was the guest of honor for a little while, until he refused to drink from the wedding cup. Then he rememered that he had an "important engagement" and unceremoniously departed.

It happened this way: Rose Mandelcorn, daughter of a grocer at 1029 Independence avenue, who lives at 510 Harrison street, was to be married to Dr. Adolph Miller of Nashville, Tenn. Much time had been spent in decorting the bride's home, many anxious hours had been passed by the bride's good mother in working out the details of what she had dreamed of since Rose was a tiny bud of feminity -- her daughter's wedding, the event of her life. Father Mandelcorn, too, had his concern in the affair. Besides the thousand dollars he had laid aside as his daughter's dowry, he had spent much on the feast, but it seemed to him that something lacked to raise it all above the sluggish swirl of lower Harrison street society.

Father Mandelcorn accordingly consulted Mother Mandelcorn. Their Rose was to be clipped from the parental stem. It was up to the Mandelcorn family to make it a noteworthy event.

"Judge Wallace!" said Father Mandelcorn.

"He is a hard and cruel man," said Mother Mandelcorn.

"He has had me indicted by his grand jury because I did not keep the Christian Sabbath, I know," admitted Father Mandelcorn, "but we shall now heap coals of fire upon his head. We shall invite him to the wedding of our daughter, to the marriage of our Rose."

So, he was invited; the guests were assembled, the feast was spread, the marriage cup was filled; he came. Rabbi S. J. Shapiro read the ceremony and the father gave away the bride. Then after she had been kissed by kinsmen and guests, the marriage cup was passed. It was brimming with wine, and when it reached Judge Wallace he refused to drink.

To refuse to drink form a Jewish wedding cup when offered is an insult to bride and parents and groom. If Judge Wallace didn't know it before he shortly found it out form the clouded countenances which hedged him like the threat of a storm. Then he made his plea of anohter engagement and departed.

There was some gloom and considerable heat among the crowd which gathered around the festal board. J. R. Shapiro arose to make a speech, in which he scored Judge Wallace and his political ambitions.

Shapiro said that this reform wave of the judge's was merely a business move. He illustrated in this way: "When my business is run down and my shop becomes unattractive, I start out in a new way to boom the business and I paint my shop a new color and put out new signs. When Judge Wallace ran for congress some time ago, he lost the race. This time, he has come out with a new platform, one which he has built from this make-believe reforom of his. This is his way of booming business and painting his shop and putting out new signs."

Dr. Miller and wife left on an early train for a tour of the Southern states, after which the couple will go to Nashville, Tenn., which is to be their home. The bride was the recipient of many handsome gifts.

Labels: grocers, Harrison street, Independence avenue, Judge Wallace, ministers, wedding

December 5, 1907

SOLD BEER TO A FATHER.

Kansas City, Kas., Grocer Fined $200 and Sent

to Jail for Sixty Days.

Recently Joseph Snellin and his mother moved from their home in Kansas City, Mo., to 609 North Forth street, Kansas City, Kas., so that the father of the family might be free from the temptation offered by open saloons.

The son swore to a complaint Tuesday afternoon against George Zelzenok, a grocer, 608 North Fourth street, Kansas City, Kas., charging him with selling beer. The case came up yesterday morning in the Kansas City, Kas., police court.

"This man sold my father a case of beer," Joseph Snellin testified. "Mother and I have worked a long time to cure father of the drink hait. It made me angry when we learned that Zelzenok was selling to him."

Zelzenok denied the charge. He was fined $200 and sentenced to sixty days in jail.

Labels: alcohol, grocers, Kansas City Kas

December 1, 1907

BUT HER MONEY WAS BURNED.

Sick Woman Rescued With Diffi-

culty Wanted to Go for It.

Fire was discovered in a grocery store at the southeast corner of Fifth and Harrison streets this morning at 12:30 o'clock. An alarm was not turned in until the fire had gained considerable headway and the whole upper story, which was used as a residence, was in flames.

While the firemen were fighting the flames a report was spread about that Mrs. J. W. Taggart, who lived over the grocery store, was still in the building and too ill to save herself. Firemen were sent into the house and, after some difficulty, succeeded in rescuing the woman. After she was safely placed upon the ground she remembered that her husband had about $150 in the burning room. She made an attempt to go after the money, but was held back by firemen and the police. The money was in paper and gold and was not found.

The building was owned by William Hall. It was a large two-story frame and was used for stores and residences. The first floor was occupied by Salvato Trapino, who ran a grocery store, and a barber shop owned by Juan Laroso, who lives at Fifth street and Troost avenue.

The fire was supposed to have started from a gasoline tank which was kept in the rear of the grocery store. The loss is estimated at $5,000.

Labels: barbers, Fifth street, Fire, grocers, Harrison street, Troost avenue

October 15, 1907

LEADER OF GANG IS FINED.

South Side Grocer Was Set Upon by

Rowdies.

As C. T. Baker, a grocer at 1321 West Twenty-fourth street, left a car at Nineteenth street and Grand avenue Saturday evening he was struck by a stone. Seeing a crowd of young men near at hand he approached and asked, "Do any of you know who threw that stone?"

"With that," Baker said in police court yesterday, "I was immediately set upon by half a dozen of them and had I not taken refuge in a grocery store I believe I would have been beaten to death."

Baker identified W. P. Peppinger as the one who led the rowdies. Peppinger said he "had some trouble" but that he "didn't start anything."

"Your fine is $15," said Judge Kyle. "I only wish I had the rest of that gang in here. You'd better tell the others to steer clear of that kind of business or there will be something doing in the $500 fine line."

Labels: Grand avenue, grocers, Judge Kyle, Nineteenth street, police court, Twenty-fourth street, violence

October 7, 1907

ALL OF THEM OPEN

THEATERS DO BUSINESS SAME

AS USUAL.

SOME ARE PACKED TO DOORS

POLICE PREPARE TO REPORT TO

GRAND JURY.

Penny Arcades Put on Passion Play

and Sacred Music -- Judah Says

There Are Sermons in His

Bill -- Cigars Sold

as Usual.

Kansas City theaters really give Sunday performances. Bold policemen, acting under orders which came directly from the police board, found this out last night. Such a rumor had reached police headquarters, but Chief of Police Ahern diplomatically sent out policemen to learn the truth after the police board pledged support to the criminal court in putting on the Sunday lid.

Regarding the rumor of Sunday performances -- the policemen found "It is even so." They will report to their superior officer today the evidence they collected in the playhouses. The supreme court decisions, shipped in from Arkansas, do not say it is a crime for an actor or an actorine to act, any day of the week. But with the managers it is different, and the police caught 'em red handed last night. The manager who includes Sunday performances in his contracts with the public "works" during the show.

Down at the Grand a policeman caught A. Judah working -- smoking numerous cigars and nodding "yes" or "no" to the doorman when a friend of the house applied for free admission. Judah is a long-headed manager. He saw the reform cloud on the theatrical horizon and send down East for a fitting show for the first tabooed performance. "Arizona" is the bill, and Mr. Judah's public flocked to the show like girls to a marked-down carnation sale. The house was sold out before 7 o'clock for the night performance, and half an hour before the curtain went up the "admissions" were exhausted, too.

SERMONS IN HIS SHOW.

"Did you ever see such a turn-a-way," said Harry S. Richards, manager of the show.

"No," answered Judah. "But it's the show which brings 'em out this Sunday night. There's a good sermon in 'Arizona' -- the kind that sends the public home with better thoughts to dwell upon through the week. For a show with a sermon coupon, 'Arizona' is a scream."

"But does Judah really own the Grand?" asked a uniformed policeman of the ticket seller early yesterday morning. He was getting the evidences for the police board. It was his first stop. He finally departed with the information that the place is managed by Mr. Judah.

Policemen did not visit many of the theaters until after the matinee hour in the early afternoon. They then called at each of the first class houses and later made the rounds of the penny arcades and moving picture shows, taking names of manager and locations of the places of amusement.

HE HEARD A HYMN.

At many of the arcades the policemen, who are to make a report also on the character of the performances, were astounded to find the "Passion Play" in progress. Down on Main street an officer put a penny in the slot, adjusted the tubes to his ears, and then turned pale when the phonograph struck up a hymn instead of the ballet medley he had expected. He did not want the proprietor to think he did not like the place, so he ground his teeth and heart it "clean" through.

The officer assigned to vaudeville houses got blind staggers before he caught the right tip and performed the duty assigned him. At the Orpheum he found that Martin Beck is a Chicagoan. He went over to the Shubert and found a vaudeville service in progress, but a kindly disposed man outside told the blue coated officer that Mr. Klaw isn't expected here for a fortnight at least. No, Mr. Erlanger wasn't in town, either.

"Well, who is manager of this house?"

"I'm trying to be," answered Walter Sanford, the local representative of the theatrical syndicate of Klaw & Erlanger.

INSIDE INFORMATION

Chief of Police Ahern at first assigned regular theater patrolmen to bring in the evidence wanted. The men had the information already, and did not bother the managers, but they did "peep in" to see that the show really went on. Others, drawn to the theaters by curiosity, questioned employes. A policeman in uniform stood in front of the Willis Wood last night with the negro attendant who looks after the carriages.

"Who does run this house?" asked the policeman.

"The manager is Mr. Buckley, sir," answered the employe.

"Well," said the policeman, I thought Frank Woodward runs the house."

"No, sir, Mister Frank is business manager, and Mr. Buckley is the manager, sir."

"What's the difference between a manager and a business manager," asked the bewildered policeman.

"That's easy. Mr. Buckley, he runs the business. The business manager signs checks."

"Where does O. D. Woodward come in?"

"Why! He's the governor. He runs the whole business."

HIST! SAID HE.

When two officers in plain clothes applied for admission last night at the Century, Manager Joe Donegan stepped to the door of his office. Then he turned and said:

"Hist! We're pinched." He had forgotten he had occupied the office alone and was only talking to an empty room. But the officers merely wanted to see if a show was in progress, and they soon departed to round up the arcades and outlying playhouses.

Cigar stands continued yesterday to sell newspapers, cigars and other stock. It's alright to sell newspapers, but it's considered Sunday labor to sell cigars, and the cigar stands which stay open to sell newspapers are preparing to put the lid on everything else if the grand jury so orders. But the police made no attempt to close either cigar stands or grocery stores.

Labels: cigars, grocers, police, police board, theater, vaudeville

September 28, 1907

HE DRANK CARBOLIC ACID.

Abe Friedman, 21 Years Old, Was Un-

der Treatment for Melancholia.

Abe Friedman, 21 years old, killed himself by drinking three ounces of carbolic acid at the home of his mother, Mrs. Rachel Friedman, 1512 Troost avenue, yesterday afternoon between 5 and 6 o'clock. For the past several weeks young Friedman had been an inmate of the Grandview sanitarium, a Kansas City, Kas., institution, where he had been treated, it was thought successfully, for acute melancholia.

Besides his mother he is survived by three brothers, Meyer, David and Samuel, who are associated in the grocery business.

Labels: grocers, hospitals, Kansas City Kas, Suicide, Troost avenue

September 15, 1907

BUTTER UP FIVE CENTS.

Creamery Trust Boosts Price From 30

to 35 Cents a Pound.

"What! Creamery butter at 35 cents a pound!" exclaimed a woman at the city market last night. "Well, you had better just give me half pound, instead of a pound."

"You had better take two pounds, madam," said the clerk. "A half pound will cost you 20 cents, while you can get two pounds for 65 cents."

"When did butter go up?" asked the shopper, after she had decided that it would be a matter of economy to buy two pounds.

"Today," said the clerk. "We got notice from the creameries today that the best butter would be advanced today. We have been selling it for 20 cents, you know."

"What is the cause of it going up?" asked the shopper.

"Can't say," said the clerk. "More money for the creameries, I s'pose. They claimed to us that cream was scarce, and blamed it all on the dairymen, and the dairymen lay it on the cows."

"It's a shame the way these trusts are putting up the prices," said the woman, indignantly. "You might give me a dozen eggs. How are you selling them?"

"Twenty-five cents a dozen, two dozen for 45 cents," said the clerk.

"Eggs have gone up too, then?" asked the woman.

"Yes," said the clerk. Went up today. The commission men blame it all on the helpful hen. They say she's getting lazy, and the supply of eggs is short."

"Well, I think I'll look at another place and see how they are selling eggs," said the shopper. "I can't afford to pay these high prices."

She visited all the other stalls at the market, pricing butter and eggs, but she found the prices the same everywhere.

"And you'd better buy here, too, madam," said one clerk. "Because your grocer won't give you the benefit of two cents off if you buy two pounds of butter, or two dozen eggs."

Labels: city market, food, grocers

June 19, 1907

CITY WINS BEER TEST CASE.

Grocer Who Sold Less Than Five

Gallons Pleads Guilty.

The city won an important test case yesterday morning before Judge Wallace, of the criminal court, when Martin O. Brandmeyer, of Brandmeyer Bros. Grocery, 924 West Twenty-fourth street, who was arrested last week for selling beer in less than five gallon lots, pleaded guilty and was fined $100.

The arrest was made on the complaint of W. H. Harrison, city license inspector, who announced that it was a test case, and the beginning of a crusade to stop the rather general sale of beer in less than five-gallon lots by grocery stores throughout the city.

The specific charge to which Martin Brandmeyer pleaded guilty was selling a case of twenty-four pint bottles of beer, or a total of only three gallons, and delivering it from his store to a residence.

Labels: alcohol, criminal court, grocers, Twenty-fourth street

March 4, 1907

AND OGLE'S IN THE LOCKUP.

"What! Pay His Fine of $100!"

Gasped Mrs. Ogle. "Never!"

"Well," said Mrs. Elmer Ogle, in answer to a question yesterday afternoon, "the reason I didn't horsewhip my husband in police court as the judge told me to was this: I knew that if I whipped him there, and he was let go, it would be me next. If I whipped him there, when he got home he would have beaten me again, and maybe done a better job of it than he did the first time. So, I thought, if I don't whip him, and let him be sent to the workhouse, I may have time to get away from him before he does me any further harm."

Mrs. Ogle is a small woman. She married Ogle three years ago. She was a widow and he was a widower. They own a grocery store at 3403 East Thrity-first street, and live in the four rooms above it. Mrs. Ogle confesses to being 43 years of age. Ogle says he is 30. They have had no children since their marriage.

Ogle, who was fined $100 in police court Saturday morning for beating his wife, is now in the workhouse. Mrs. Ogle visited him there yesterday. He had sent for her.

"I told him," said Mrs. Ogle, "that I would not live with him again. He had sent for me to get me to pay his fine and let him out. I refused to do it. He told the judge yesterday morning that he would let me have everything else if I would let him have the horse and wagon to go away with. I have since agreed to that, and I get the grocery store. I shall sell it. After that I don't know what I shall do."

"Will you pay his fine out of the proceeds and get your husband out of the workhouse?"

"I don't know what I shall do about that," replied Mrs. Ogle. "He has a brother who is going to try tomorrow to get him out. I may decide to pay the fine, but -- that $100 looks mighty good to me."

"At least," she went on, "I won't live with him again. I won't live with any man who beats me. It never happened to me before, and I don't propose to let it happen again if I can help it."

Labels: abuse, courtroom, domestic violence, grocers, police court, Thirty-first street, workhouse

January 24, 1907

WOUNDS A GROCERYMAN.

Hotel Storekeeper in Fight with Frank D. Whyte

C. B. Fox, storekeeper at the Hotel Kupper, was arrested late yesterday afternoon at the E. Whyte Grocery Company's store, 1123 Walnut street, after an altercation with Frank D. Whyte, a member of the firm. Whyte received a serious cut on the neck, and Dr. Charles Wilson, who treated him, said that it would be some time before Mr. Whyte would be able to be out.

Fox was booked for investigation. William Whyte, brother of the injured man, said he would appear to prosecute the case this morning. An effort was being made last night by J. F. Fox, 51 North First street, Kansas City, Kas., to get his son out on bond. When taken to police headquarters, Fox said that Whyte had assaulted him, and that he was compelled to defend himself.

Labels: crime, grocers, hotels, Kupper hotel, police headquarters, violence, Walnut Street