September 28, 1908
BIBLES IN ROOMS OF EVERY HOTEL.
IMMENSE TASK OUTLINED BY THE SOCIETY OF GIDEONS.
START WAS MADE LAST NIGHT.
SUPPORTERS OF THE MOVE ARE TRAVELING MEN.
C. T. Bowers Explained at Grand Avenue M. E. Church That the Good Book Will Be a Solace to Troubled Men.
An organized movement to place a Bible in the rooms of every hotel in the United States was formulated last night at a meeting of the "Gideons," an organization of Christian traveling men, at the Grand Avenue Methodist church. C. T. Bowers of Lincoln, Neb., national field secretary of the "Gideons," reviewed the history of the society since its organization, July 1, 1999, and explained to a deeply interested audience the plan to supply Bibles for the use of guests, in the hotels throughout the country.
"Of the 600,000 and more traveling men in this country," said Mr. Bowers, "3,000 only are 'Gideons,' and yet it is the largest mission effort ever organized that does its work at its own expense, and asks no help from the churches. We have begun this crusade to place Bibles in the hotels throughout the country, in the interest of those who might, if given the opportunity, be led by these simple means to turn from a life of unhappiness to one of usefulness. Many a young man and young woman, tempted almost beyond their strength, far from home and Christian influences might have been saved at a crucial moment, had there been an opportunity given to read the living words of truth, from the Book of God."
GIDEON WAS A WARRIOR.
The organization took its name from the youthful Hebrew warrior, "Gideon," who, as the Bible relates, attacked, with an inferior force, the powerful Midianite army and put them to rout. The soldiers of "Gideon" were provided with pitchers and trumpets. When the attack was made, they broke the pitchers and blew the trumpets, thus adding to the terror and confusion of the enemy. When the question of choosing a name for the organization which was to fight against the powerful forces of evil was brought up, they decided upon the name "Gideon." A button, emblematical of the name, is worn by each member of the organization. The emblem is a white pitcher on a field of blue.
"I believe that much of the success which has crowned our efforts has been due to the little button we wear," said Mr. Bowers. "If you sit down near a traveling man and engage in a conversation with him he is almost certain to ask the meaning of the emblem you wear. A white pitcher on a field of blue. To the man zealous in the work of his Master, this is sufficient opening to tell of the Christian life and the effort being made for the good of mankind in general and traveling men in particular.
"We realize the magnitude of the work we have undertaken. There are many, many persons anxious to learn more of Christianity and they must learn it through human instrumentality."
Speaking of the vast expense of placing Bibles in the hotels of the country, Mr. Bowers said:
"We are not asking for outside aid. The traveling men of this country will find a means of surmounting the difficulties which face them in this work. We may be compelled to go slowly and equip one city at a time, but rest assured that we have begun and we will finish; and the time is not far distant when a young man or woman, tired and discouraged by the vicissitudes of the day, instead of going to their room in the hotel to sit and brood over their troubles, will be enabled to gain strength and courage from the Bible, placed in their room through the efforts of the 'Gideons.' "Labels: books, churches, Grand avenue, hotels, ministers, organizations, salesmen September 28, 1908
COWHERD WINNER OF LONG AUTO RUN.
FINISHES FIRST IN CORBIN CAR, PERFECT SCORE.
E. J. ANDERSON IS SECOND.
HE RODE A RAMBLER AND HAD 994 POINTS.
Dispute Among Two of the Partici- pants as to the Corbin's Score Wound Up With Fisticuff Fight on the Paseo.
Fletcher Cowherd's Corbin car was last night awarded a perfect score by the executive committee in charge of the endurance test. Because of allegations which are said to have been made by other participants reflecting on the genuineness of the score, a severe test was given the car at the Hotel Inez last night, but it was found to be in perfect condition.
Amid cheers issuing from hundreds of throats, din of auto horns and clanging of trolley bells, the automobile endurance run for 1908 came to an end at Eleventh street and Grand avenue, at 4:30 o'clock yesterday afternoon. The Corbin car, driven by Fletcher Cowherd, Jr., was the only contestant with a perfect score, and was placed first in the list of contestants.
With the crowd the fact that one of the cars was the winner of the first contest of the kind ever held from here seemed to make little difference. When Mrs. Kirkland, in her Overland, which she piloted over the entire course, turned into Grand avenue, there went up a cheer which lasted until that plucky little woman had passed from sight on her way to the Paseo, where the autos taking part in the run were inspected.
TWENTY-ONE FINISHED.
Then, too, the cars which carried the most mud in their wheels and on guards seemed to enthuse the spectators to a considerable extent. Therefore, as there were plenty of cars and plenty of mud the cheering was continued until the arrival of the last car. Of the forty-one cars which started in the run but twenty-one finished. This, however, is considered a wonderful record and goes to show the admirable quality of the "staying powers" possessed by the respective drivers and their passengers. All who took the trip said they would not have missed it. The last day's run, from Iola, Kas., 125 miles, was started at 6:15 o'clock yesterday morning. The schedule allowed of easy running time and by the time Paola was reached, at noon, all of the contesting cars were in good condition.
Leaving Paola, the remaining fifty miles were clipped off in good time, and finally when the end was reached the cars were hugging each other in single file, engines running admirably, occupants tired but happy, and everything in readiness to check in.
Probably the hardest luck encountered by any of the contestants yesterday befell Carl Muehlebach and his Pope-Hartford. This car, with its crew, was ready for departure from Iola when the signal was given, but had progressed but a few feet when one of the front tires blew up. This accident having been repaired, another start was made, when another tire blew. After this the two other tires, which had seen duty during most of the trip, collapsed almost simultaneously, with the result that 11:30 found the Pope-Hartford occupants but two miles from their starting point.
After that, however, good time was made, and the car, although about an hour late in arriving, checked in in good shape. Several other cars had slight mishaps, but none of them compared with the downright hard luck encountered by No. 7
FINISH WITH FIST FIGHT.
After the cars had reached the Paseo an incident took place which, although of short duration, caused considerable excitement. During the trip yesterday the correctness of the Corbin car's perfect score was under discussion in a somewhat heated manner by owners of other cars which had been penalized a point or two, and is said to have its culmination in a fistic encounter during the Paseo inspection.
Who the participants were could not be learned, as the race officials exerted every effort to suppress their identity and were quite successful. It remains, however, that during the brief course of the melee there was considerable excitement for all. It is expected that the question will be taken up by the executive committee.Labels: automobiles, Eleventh street, Grand avenue, hotels, Paseo, violence September 19, 1908 FAMILY HOTELS ARE HIVES FOR GOSSIP.
THAT'S WHY THEY ARE SO POPU- LAR, SAY THE BUILDERS.
Flats Beat Residence Property, Too, Because They Save Housewife's Health, With Many Con- veniences Thrown In.
Cheapness of building materials during the last two months has prompted a large number of persons to erect houses, for rent and for homes. According to the figures of one real estate firm the building for September and August is about double what it was for the same months in 1907. Lumber, glass, mortar and brick have all been unusually cheap, lumber especially. Labor has been easy to get and the price of good workmanship has been uniform and not too high. As a result there are many houses being built in the southern and eastern portion of the city.
The regular fall hunt for houses and suitable flats began a week ago, and while most of the desirable flats have been filled by this time there remain many tenable houses. The flat is growing in popularity in Kansas City, according to real estate dealers. In the summer time people who rent houses wish to go away for vacations, and many of them stay as long as one or two months. To be the tenant of a house while on an extended vacation is a hardship upon many and so they prefer to rent flats which can be vacated without any expense.
Many persons have found the flat to be the most convenient kind of residence in the winter. Heat is usually furnished, as is janitor service and light. For this reason those who have to rent or prefer to do so choose the flat or the family hotel.
The family hotel is gaining in popularity with the well-to-do class. There is no heavy work for the housewife and then there are many in the hotel, which gives ample opportunity for gossip. Many of these buildings are being erected in the south part of the city and in most cases every room in them has been leased before the work on the building was fairly begun.
The real estate market is just holding its own. The fall months are not considered the best months in the year for sale of residence property, though many farms and acre tracts change hands after the season's crops have been gathered. Business property does not fluctuate to a great extent in the fall or winter months. No important sales of that class of property have been made of late.Labels: hotels, real estate September 3, 1908 WILL OPEN HOTEL FOR CHORUS GIRLS.
MERRY-MERRIES ARE TO HAVE ONE ALL THEIR OWN.
New Enterprise Here, Behind Which Is Miss Ethel Dovey -- Unless It's a Press Agent's Dream.
Chorus girls are to have a hotel in Kansas City which will be used exclusively for show girls, if the plans of Miss Ethel Dovey do not go amiss. Preparations to establish such quarters are being made by a real estate agent, who was commissioned by Miss Dovey to keep her in touch with available pieces of real estate that would be suitable for the chorus girls' hotel.
The story leaked out last evening when it was learned that Miss Dovey was negotiating for a site, and it was said that immediately upon the arrival of "A Stubborn Cinderella" company, in which she is showing, that she would endeavor to close a deal with her agent. She is a Kansas City girl, and several months ago, at a meeting of a crowd of show girls, she promised them that she would do her best to establish a hotel similar to those in New York and Chicago.
Miss Dovey has succeeded in interesting George Dovey, president of the National League baseball club of Boston, and he has promised to help her in furthering the project. It is said that he has pledged $10,000 to the fund being raised to establish the hotel.
In certain respects the hotel will be conducted on the plan of the Martha Washington in New York. While the rules and regulations of the hotel are not known at this time, it is said that the "stage-door Johnnies" will not be welcome. Sad, but true, there is some doubt as to whether they will even be admitted to the hotel at any time. The girls will be required to be at home within a reasonable time after the close of the performance. If mere man should want to see one of the girls he would have to telephone, or use Uncle Sam's mail system.
Expenses of running the hotel will be divided pro rata each week when a traveling show appears in Kansas City. The hotel is to be at the disposal of every traveling company, even including the burlesque. The gentle sex will have the exclusive use of the new quarters, and will therefore be better provided for than they are at present.
The hotel is to be called the "Ethel Dovey," in honor of the fair promoter. Miss Dovey will be at the Willis Wood Sunday with her uncle in "A Stubborn Cinderella." If the plans now being made carry, the "Ethel Dovey" hotel will be in readiness by next Wednesday, and "A Stubborn Cinderella" company will be the first one to occupy it.Labels: hotels, theater, visitors, women August 16, 1908 BUT SHE REALLY WAS SICK.
Owner of a Hotel Said His Manager Was Shamming.
A hotel proprietor at 1205 Charlotte street appeared in police court yesterday to prosecute Mrs. Hattie Daschner, his manager, alleging that she disturbed his peace. Witnesses said that the woman was too ill to appear. the proprietor insisted that she was not, that she was hale an hearty and only shamming.
Justice Theodore Remley, sitting for Harry J. Kyle, police judge, issued a bench warrant for Mrs. Daschner and ordered the police to have her in court at 1 o'clock. In the meantime she was to be released on a $200 cash bond.
At the appointed hour the police returned empty handed. But they had made an investigation, they said. "That poor old woman is 70 years old," one said, "and she is certainly down sick in bed. We could not take her from there."
Justice Remley advised the proprietor to see if the matter could not be adjusted out of court.Labels: Charlotte street, hotels, illness, Judge Remley, police court, Seniors August 8, 1908 "DARE DEVIL" EVANS IS HURT.
Fell From Chute While Riding Bi- cycle at Fairmount.
"Dare Devil" Billy Evans fell from his chute while riding a bicycle at Fairmount park last night and was severely injured. Evans does a leap-the gap act. The rain had soaked the pine board of which the elevation was built and his bicycle slid off the track fifteen feet above ground. Evans was taken to the hotel in the park, where a physician attended him. His injuries consisted almost entirely of bruises.Labels: accident, daredevils, fairmount park, hotels, weather July 30, 1908 TRAVELS WITH AN ELEPHANT.
Animal Is the Constant Companion of "Doc" Waddell.
"Is it? It is. It's Doc Waddell and his pet elephant." All of this took place at one of the hotels in Kansas City yesterday when Doc Waddell, ahead of the Sells-Floto circus, came to the city accompanied by an elephant. The circus proper will not be in the city until Monday, August 10, but Doc is a part of it and he entertained the guests at the hotel for a considerable time.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Waddell, but you'll have to leave that animal in the basement," said the clerk; "we cannot allow animals of any sort in our hotel."
Mr. Waddell turned to his elephant, which is spoken of as "Waddy," and held a few brief words with him. "Oh, very well," he replied, "Waddy's used to livery stables and he considers hotel basements as tramps would consider palaces. Come along, Waddy -- and the clerk."
With that the trio went to the basement and a stall was fixed for the elephant. Mr. Waddell is the brother of Rube Waddell, a famous baseball pitcher.Labels: animals, circus, hotels, visitors July 27, 1908 HALF BREEDS ARE EASY MARKS.
They're Just About Giving Away Their Valuable Oklahoma Land.
The hotel registers were prolific yesterday with the names of guests from Oklahoma. This appeared significant from the fact that restrictions were removed Saturday at midnight from 10,000,000 acres of Indian lands and that many attempts have been made to have the half breed Creek Indians sign over their homesteads. These operations have been carried on largely in Kansas City and there have been as many as 100 half breeds in the city during the last three days. Andrew S. Nelson of Muskogee was among yesterday's visitors.
"The removal of restrictions on this land has caused a great stir in real estate circles," Mr. Nelson said. "It means that thousands of half breeds are going to give up all they have, including their homesteads, for a mere pittance. They don't realize what they are doing now but when the trifle that they get now is gone they will realize what chumps they have been. Thousands of dollars will be turned over in Oklahoma in the next few days in this land deal, and all of it may not be done legitimately, either."Labels: hotels, Native Americans, oklahoma, visitors July 27, 1908 FLED IN HER NIGHT ROBES.
Essie Waldron Ran From Rough Hus- band and Was Arrested.
A clerk named Shields and two women were the only ones in Bolen's candy store at 112 East Twelfth street last night about 10 o'clock when the rear door opened and a young woman, clad only in a nightdress, rushed in calling for help. Her feet were bleeding and her arms were begrimed from climbing over the roofs. Mr. Shields promptly blushed and turned his back, and the women took off some of their own clothing and gave it to the woman. Then she explained.
Her name is Essie Waldron, and she is the wife of Vergil Waldron, a cook in the Saffire restaurant. They have been married three years, but separated three weeks ago. Mrs. Waldron first moved to 311 East Fourteenth street, but when her husband found that she was there, she moved to the Canadian hotel, Twelfth street and Grand avenue. There her husband found her yesterday and went up to her room last night and hid behind a curtain. Then, according to the story Mrs. Waldron tells, he waited until she had disrobed and then jumped out and choked her. She broke away from him and leaped out of an open window, landing on a rear porch. Crazed with fear she made her way to the ground in some manner she cannot explain and ran into the nearest doorway, which happened to be that of the candy shop.
A patrolman arrested both the husband and the wife and took them to the Walnut street police station, where the man was locked up and the woman released on bond. A charge of disturbing the peace will be placed against them in police court this morning.Labels: domestic violence, Fourteenth street, Grand avenue, hotels, restaurants, Twelfth street, Walnut street police station July 16, 1908 WAS HIS OBJECT MURDER?
Jack Gallagher Calls on King and Creates a Disturbance. 
JACK GALLAGHER
(From a sketch made in the Police Matron's Room at Central Station Yesterday Afternoon
Following his vicious inclinations, Jack Gallagher attempted to assault Albert King, a reporter for The Journal, who is lying seriously injured as the result of a previous attack made upon him by Gallagher, in Mr. King's apartments at 720 East Fifteenth street yesterday morning at 5 o'clock. Failing in his first attempt to satiate his brutal desires because of arrest, Gallagher returned to Mr. King's rooms after having been released on an $11 bond, and again tried to force entrance into the room, uttering violent threats while trying to break in the door. Again he was arrested, but this time he was held without bond, because he was taken before a police officer who knew his duty.
Shortly after 5 o'clock yesterday morning Gallagher went to the hotel in which Mr. King is staying and asked Mrs. Etta Condon, the proprietress, to show him to Mr. King's room. Mrs. Condon replied that it was too early for visitors, especially too early for a sick man to be awakened. Gallagher and a friend who had gone to the hotel with him insisted, saying that they were very intimate friends of Mr. King from St. Louis, and that they only had an hour to stay in Kansas City.
Mr. King, who is well known in Kansas City, had been receiving many visits from friends since he was injured; so Mrs. Condon said that she would see if Mr. King would see them.
NURSE ORDERED HIM OUT.
Gallagher did not wait until she had awakened the injured man, but brushed past her and stood over his bedside. Mr. King was aroused and turning in bead, saw his former assailant.
"Hello, Albert. How do you feel about it?" asked Gallagher.
"I feel pretty tough since you got through with me," replied King, "and I don't want to talk to you. Get out of here."
"I want to introduce my friend, Mike O'Brien, to you before I go," replied Gallagher, beckoning to the friend who had remained in the doorway. "You remember Mike, don't you, Al?"
King replied that he might have seen O'Brien before but did not recall the circumstance. Then he ordered them out of the room, saying that he did not wish to have anything to do with them. By this time Miss Mayme Lefler, Mr. Kin's nurse, had returned to the room. Noticing that her patient did not treat his visitors in a cordial manner, she bent over them and asked who they were.
Upon being told that one of them was Jack Gallagher she ordered them from the room. Gallagher stood and laughed at her until she finally pushed him towards the doors.
"Oh, I'll step outside and let you all talk it over for a minute," said he; "but I'm goin' to stay here till I see your finish," addressing the last remark to Mr. King.
Once the bully was out of the room, Miss Lefler locked the door and writing a note for passers-by, telling them to call the police station for help, she slipped to the open window ready to drop it out on the street.
Meanwhile Mrs. Condon had gone downstairs to a telephone and called the police. She was followed by O'Brien.
PACED THE HALLWAY.
Mrs. Condon returned to her hotel and saw Gallagher pacing up and down the hallway, bellowing out his mad threats to the closed door. Soon he stopped his loud talking and hid behind a turn in the hall. Every time a door would open or close he would hasten to Mr. King's door to see if King had left the room or if he might be caught in the act of leaving. Mrs. Condon tried to argue with Gallagher, but her words had no effect. Then she tried threats and told Gallagher that if he did not go she would call for help.
"Don't you dare call for help you--" he rasped between his closed teeth. "If you do I'll fix you," and he shook his fist in Mrs. Condon's face.
Just then Officer James Mulloy was seen hurrying across the street. He had been notified by the operator at No. 4 police station that Gallagher was threatening Mr. King. Miss Lefler called out to him and the officer hastened up the steps. When he reached the hallway he heard Gallagher threaten Mrs. Condon. Approaching Gallagher, the patrolman told him to come with him to the police station.
"It will take four of you to take me there," boasted the bully, as he began to beat and kick on Mr. King's door.
"Not this morning," said the officer as he dragged Gallagher to the head of the stairs. There they were met by three officers who had gone to the house with the patrol wagon from the Walnut street police station. Once in the patrol wagon Gallagher quited down.
When he was taken before Patrolman Gus Metzinger, acting desk sergeant, he was charged with disturbing the peace and locked up. His friend, O'Brien, pleaded with Officer Metzinger for his release on bond, saying that he would see that Jack went directly home and did not bother King again. The officer graciously complied and made the bond $11, which Gallagher himself deposited.
Twenty minutes afterwards Gallagher was back at Mr. King's door, demanding entrance. As Gallagher hurried up the hotel steps he was healed by Mrs. Condon, who tried to get him to go back. Finding that her p leas were of no avail she called out in a loud voice so that King could just hear her, "Jack Gallagher, you get out of this house at once."
KING WAS ARMED THIS TIME.
But Gallagher thrust her aside and went directly to the door of King's room. Miss Lefler had locked the door and helped King to a sitting posture in the bed. Armed with a large revolver which had been secured after the first disturbance, King sat ready for his assailant should he manage to break through the door.
Gallagher was demanding entrance, but he got no answer from behind the door. Through the door Mr. King and his nurse could hear Mrs. Condon pleading with him to desist in his bestial endeavors, saying that Mr. King was not in the room and that he had gone home immediately after Gallagher's first visit.
But Gallagher would not be satisfied. He demanded that the door be unlocked. Mrs. Condon replied that the maid had the keys and that he would have to wait until she could be found.
Inside the room, Albert King sat in bed with the revolver pointed at the door.
"I am going to shoot through the door at him," he told his nurse.
"No, don't do that," she cautioned, "you might hit Mrs. Condon. You can't tell just where she might be standing.
As a matter of fact, Mrs. Condon was standing between Gallagher and the door, keeping him from reaching the knob as he had attempted. For five minutes they stood at the door and argued whether or not King was in the room.
"Haven't you enough trouble already?" asked the woman of Gallagher.
"Yes, but King and The Journal have given it all to me, and now I'm going to give King his. He and The Journal run the whole police department, and they have put me down and out, so it's me or King now."
"Well, he's gone home now, out on Wabash avenue, so you can't find him here. You had better go on and leave me alone."
"I don't believe King has gone, I'm going to see, anyhow."
WAS READY TO SHOOT.
The it occurred to Gallagher to look over the transom and see for himself.
"Stand clear of the door," wh ispered Mr. King to Miss Lefler. "The minute his head comes up over that transom I'm going to shoot. I believe that I will be justified in doing so."
Gallagher grasped hold of the knob, with one hand upon the top of the door, which he with his great height could easily reach. He was just in the act of swinging up to the transom when Patrolman W. K. Latcham came bounding up the stairs. He had been called by H. F. Hollecker, a saloonkeeper at 716 East Fifteenth street.
"You're under arrest, Gallagher," he called, being warned by Mrs. Condon that Mr. King was inside the door waiting to shoot at the first opportunity. That stopped Gallagher, and probably saved his life; for if his head had appeared above the transom Mr. King says that he would surely have shot.
Then Gallagher began to beg to get inside the door or to look over the transom. By signs only Mrs. Condon had told Officer Latcham that Mr. King was in the room waiting for a sight of Jack Gallagher. The officer would not allow him to climb up the door.
"You've got to come with me," said the officer, "and you've got to come at once. You know I'm able to take you and take you alone, so come along and behave."
GALLAGHER KNEW HIS MASTER.
Officer Latcham said afterwards: "The coward began to crawl like a whipped cur and came right along, not giving a bit of trouble. I did not even have to draw my revolver on him. When we got downstairs we found the patrol wagon waiting for us and nothing else happened."
At the station the day shift of police had come on and Sergeant Halligan booked Gallagher for disturbing the peace and refused to allow him to be released on bond. He was taken to police headquarters with the rest of the prisoners who had been arrested during the night.
Gallagher said that he would not go in the patrol wagon with the rabble, but he found out that the officers were determined that he should and soon stopped his bullying and took his seat in the wagon beside a drunken man.
"S-a-y," was the word used by Gallagher when he was brought before Theodore Remley, acting police judge.
"Now you keep quiet until your time comes," remonstrated Judge Remley.
"All right, judge," Gallagher replied in his blustering, bullying manner. "I suppose you are going to fine me because Albert King said for you to."
After James Mulloy, the policeman making the arrest, Miss Lefler, the nurse, and several witnesses had told their stories to the court, Gallagher asked permission to ask questions of Miss Lefler.
His first question was so insulting and foreign to the case that Judge Remley told her not to answer.
"That's right," Gallagher snarled at the judge, "you take away my rights after convicting me on their testimony. Now fine me if you dare to."
"Your fine is $500," replied the judge.
"How about signing a personal bond' asked Gallagher.
"Wait a minute, Gallagher, I have another case against you," Cliff Langsdale, the city attorney, said as Gallagher was being led back to the holdover.
"That's right, stick me, fine me another $500, the police and papers are against me and I guess you are, too."
A few necessary steps required by law and Judge Remley levied a fine of $500 on the second charge of disturbing the peace.
Looking over towards the table occupied by the newspaper men, Gallagher said: "I know when the police reporters leave the station They leave here at 2:45." Swearing vengeance against the police and the newspapers, Gallagher was placed in the holdover, later to be removed to the matron's room.Labels: Fifteenth street, hotels, Judge Remley, No 4 police station, police court, police head, police matron, violence, Walnut street police station July 8, 1908 HE TRAINED CROKER'S HORSES.
John C. Curry Dies While on a Visit to This City.
John C. Curry, who ten years ago trained Richard Croker's trotting horses, died at St. Joseph's hospital yesterday after a long illness. He was 50 years old and unmarried, and had been here visiting his sister, Miss May Curry, at the Washington hotel since last October. He was one of the best known drivers and trainers of trotting horses in America, and until last September conducted a training stable in New York.
Mr. Curry leaves three sisters and a brother -- Miss May Curry, manager of the Emery, Bird, Thayer dressmaking department; Miss Sarah Curry, a designer at Emery, Bird, Thayer's; Mrs J. A. Lehman of Chicago, and Gil Curry of San Franscisco.Labels: Chicago, death, hospitals, hotels, retailers, visitor June 21, 1908 DRANK WINE WHILE HIS BODY BURNED.
WILLIAM F. NORTON ORDERED IT FOR HIS FRIENDS.
Had Been Buried Alive in Louisville and Wanted to Be Cremated in a Wideawake Town -- Copy of Will Here.
One of the most extraordinary documents ever sent to Kansas City for recording was received in the probate court yesterday from Louisville, Ky., to be made part of the abstract of the site and property at the southwest corner of Eighth and Woodland, the site and property at the southwest corner of Eighth and Woodland, the old Woodland hotel. The document is a copy of the will of the late William F. Norton, Jr., executed August 6, 1902, while the maker was residing in Louisville. He has since died. The Eighth and Woodland property is being sold and in order to complete the record of the title the buyer has called for a copy of the Norton will. The document sent here for filing is a typewritten copy. It begins with verse from Prior, Byron and Shakespeare, and after identifying itself, it reads:
In case I die in Louisville, in which dead town I have been buried for so many years, I wish a special Pullman car to be engaged to carry my body to Cincinnati for incineration in that city, taking the receptacle that will be found in my rooms, Nos. 19, 20, 21 and 22 Norton block, in which my ashes are to be placed.
I wish the buffet of the Pullman car to be well stocked with nice things to eat and to drink, so that my friends who will do me the honor to see me started on that long journey may not want for anything to ease their hunger or slack their thirst.
"As it takes about two hours to cremate a body, I wish my executors to engage the Bellstedt band, the best band in Cincinnati, of forty musicians, at $200, to render a fine concert composed of my favorite musical selections, a copy of the programme to be found in the same envelope containing my will.
"It will be noticed that there are two intermissions of fifteen minutes each indicated on the programme. During those intermissions I wish my friends who will be witnesses to my incineration to invite the musicians to drink with them to my 'bon voyage; in Montebello brut champagne, several cases of which will be sent from the Pullman car to the crematory."
From this point the will becomes normal, providing that the ashes of the remains go in a bronze urn, which should be placed on top of a monument in the grave yard at Russellville, Ky., and peremptorily directing that there be no religious service or other service whatever. No bond was to be required of the executors, no sale made, no proceedings excepting statutory ones in the probate court and no inventory taken. The document then shows that Norton willed to "my faithful old servant, Eugene Hines, the sum of $3,000 which will be enough to last him, with care;" to Miss Augusta Savage $10,000 provided she be unmarried at the time of the testator's death and to Dr. M. Sweeney, for services, $13,000. The residue was left to Mrs. Ann E. Norton, mother, "unless I should marry and be survived by a wife," in which event the widow would get one-fourth the net income of the estate, the remaining three-fourths to go to the children, if any.
There is nothing accompanying the official copy of the will to signify whether or not the extraordinary provisions were complied with, but G. W. Norton, a cousin, and M. W. Brower, a life-long friend, are named as executors and enjoined to carry out its provisions in every particular.
The estate is worth about $4,000,000.Labels: Eighth street, hotels, music, probate, Woodland avenue June 12, 1907 NEGRO WHO ROBBED ACTOR KOLKER CAUGHT.
J. H. ANDREWS FLED TO PARIS WITH MONEY AND JEWELS.
Stole Bag Containing $1,000 in Money and $2,500 Worth of Jewels in Sexton Hotel Cafe Last April.
After a successful flight that entailed many narrow escapes from pursuing officers, and on an itinerary through St. Louis, Chicago, New York and Liverpool, J. H. Andrews, negro, the Sexton hotel waiter who robbed Henry and Mrs. Kolker, actors, of $3,500 in money and jewels while they were taking lunch in the cafe the night of April 22, was captured in Paris yesterday. Andrews was a postcard fiend, it is said, and the fact that he constantly sent them to a negro woman in this city was the cause of his undoing.
Local police authorities give Patrolman Daniel Keenan credit for the capture of Andrews. A few hours after the negro's flight from the city, Keenan somehow discovered the woman friend and obtained from her a promise to help him discover his whereabouts.
Taking a tip from her, he went to the Union depot, where she said Andrews had taken a train for St. Louis. There Keenan discovered the negro had purchased a ticket for St. Louis , but that it had never been taken up on the train. The patrolman then believed, he says, that he was working on a blind lead and, returning, told the woman about it.
"Oh, that's all right," she assured Keenan. "He is one of those postcard fiends and if we wait awhile we will hear from him that way," and the policeman decided to wait, as there was nothing else to do.
The following day the negress called police headquarters and wanted Keenan.
"First card," she said. "I think he is going on through St. Louis, for he did not give his address."
The next card received by the woman came from Chicago, the next from Buffalo and then one from New York. There was a long interval before the one from Liverpool arrived. Even that one did not give an address, and the name signed was merely "Andrews," in a protracted scrawl.
The post card from Paris arrived Wednesday. It bore on the back a few words of greeting and the street address of the rooming house where Andrews was stopping, followed by a line asking for a letter from his woman friend. This was turned over to Patrolman Keenan, who cabled at once to the police headquarters at Paris asking Andrew's arrest on a grand larceny charge.
A cablegram telling of the negro's arrest by Parisian police came addressed to Keenan at police headquarters yesterday morning, and word has been returned to hold Andrews for extradition.
Henry Kolker was playing an engagement with the Barker Stock Company at the Shubert theater the week of April 22. It was after the play on the night of that date that he and Mrs. Kolker, accompanied by a woman friend, went into the cafe of the Sexton hotel, where they were stopping for supper.
Mrs. Kolker carried a large purse-handbag, which contained the money, 10 $100 bills and jewels. They sat at a small table, upon which there was not room for the handbag. Mrs. Kolker placed the bag on the floor beside her, and the three remained in the cafe until all the other patrons had gone. It was near closing time when they finished their supper, and in the hurry of departure Mrs. Kolker left the bag behind.
It was an hour later that she discovered her loss, which was at once reported to the hotel people and the police.
Detectives at work on the case next morning found that J. H. Andrews, a negro waiter, had suddenly left the hotel. In his rooms they found Mrs. Kolker's empty bag and letters which led them to believe the negro had gone to St. Louis.
Mr. Kolker said he carried a large sum of money because he was preparing to leave for Australia, where he had a theatrical engagement. He was to have sailed the latter part of may, but the loss of his savings made it necessary to cancel the engagement. He offered a $500 reward for the arrest of the thief and the recovery of the jewels.Labels: Chicago, crime, hotels, police, race, St Louis, theater, Union depot June 1, 1908
SUICIDE FALLS AT FEET OF HUSBAND.
MRS. HARRY SETTLE SWALLOWS ACID AT HER HOTEL.
HAD JUST MADE UP QUARREL.
COUPLE WAS HERE VISITING MR. SETTLE'S PARENTS.
All Sunday Morning He Pleaded Out- side Her Door and at Last Believed She For- gave Him.
As an outcome of several months of domestic troubles, Mrs. Mildred Settle, daughter of Richard L. Long, a prominent real estate dealer of Fort Worth, Tex., 18 years of age, committed suicide in her room at the Humbolt hotel at Twelfth and Locust streets yesterday afternoon by drinking carbolic acid. Mrs. Settle and her husband, Harry Settle, had been in Kansas City since Saturday at midnight, having come here to visit Mr Settle's parents, who live at 1308 Oak street. They went immediately to the Humbolt hotel, and nothing more was seen of them until late yesterday morning.
Settle appeared in the dining room of the hotel for breakfast at a late hour without his young wife. After his breakfast he went back to their room to see why she had not come down for breakfast. He found the door locked, and to his knocking he received no reply.
He called repeatedly, and she finally told him to leave her, as she wished nothing more from him. Surprised at this treatment, he began to plead with her, but the young wife would speak to him no more.
After urging a reconciliation for some time, he left the hotel and went to his mother's home. He enlisted her services, and together they went to the hotel, and stood outside of the door, first one pleading with the girl, and then the other. At last Mrs. Settle opened the door and let them in. Mrs. Settle then left the husband with his wife, and soon it appeared that all the trouble was over between them. They left the hotel together, and appeared in a happy frame of mind.
About noon they returned and went directly to their room. Mr. Settle left and went to his mother's home. As he passed out of sight his wife walked form the hotel to Hucke's drug store at Twelfth and Oak streets, where she purchased a vial of carbolic acid.
SHE RAN THROUGH STREETS.
Soon she was seen running through the halls, out of doors and into her father-in-law's home. In the room she found her husband talking with his father and mother. She ran directly up to him, gasping out an almost inarticulate cry: "Oh Harry, Harry," and then fell to the floor at his feet.
The family physician was called and tried to revive the fast falling girl by administering vinegar. His treatment was without beneficial effect and her husbans sent in a call for the police ambulance. At the Walnut street station, the nearest one, the doctor had gone out for lunch, but the ambulance was sent nevertheless.
When it arrived at the house where the unconscious girl lay, she was hastily carried into the carriage and orders were given for a record drive to the emergency hospital, fourteen blocks away.
The girl was almost beyond medical aid before they had reached the hospital and died a few moments after having been taken in charge by the police surgeon.
Just before Mrs. Settle left the hotel she had opened her door and called to Mrs. A. D. Buyas, wife of the proprietor, asking her the date of the month. Remembering this incident, Mrs. Buyas went into the dead girl's room, expecting to find an explanatory note of some kind. As she passed through the door she noticed a leaf of charred paper in the center of the floor with a half burnt match beside it. She stooped to see if she could make out what was written on the sheet and succeeded in deciphering the last word, which was "dead."
BURNED FAREWELL NOTE.
Apparently Mrs. Settle had written a note telling of her suicidal intentions and at the last moment decided to leave it all to the imagination. Mr. Settle says that he was not greatly surprised at his wife's actions, for on the occasion of their last years' visit to Kansas City his wife had bought a bottle of laudanum and announced her intention of committing suicide. He says that he was able to persuade her not to do so at that time, but the threat had been ever ready with her since.
Mr. and Mrs. Settle had lived for two years on a ranch near Amarillo, Tex. While on the ranch his wife had developed a strange fascination, according to him, of breaking broncos. At the beginning of her riding she was thrown violently to the ground, sustaining a serious injury about the head. Her husband thinks that this fall caused her to become despondent and in constant ill health, which made her very irritable at times. This fact he believes caused her to magnify the family troubles, which have frequently arisen.
Harry Settle was well known in college football circles, having been a tackle on the University Medical school football team for three years, 1899-1901. At that time he was reputed to be one of the best tackles in the West. He is a brother of Mrs. E. J. Gump of 105 Spring street in this city.Labels: druggists, hotels, Locust street, Oak street, sports, Spring street, Suicide, Twelfth street, visitors May 31, 1908 LAST TO LEAVE MIDLAND.
Hugh Coyle, Barnum's Press Agent, Stayed Till the Bricks Fell.
Hugh Coyle, circus man, the original Barnum press agent was the last to leave the Midland hotel when that hostelry finally closed its doors last night, after having served its patrons for many years. Mr. Coyle went to the Baltimore.
Among the last to leave were J. H. Adams and L. A. Poinsett, who have been guests of the hotel for years. Both went to the Baltimore, where they registered as coming from the Midland.
Workmen have already begun to dismantle the building in order to remodel it and make it into an office building. The buffet and barber shop, which remained open to the last, were closed last night.Labels: circus, hotels, Midland May 30, 1908 BLACK HAND IN POLICE FORCE.
MOVES MEN LIKE PIECES IN A GAME OF CHESS.
SHADOW OF MICKEY O'HEARN.
COMPELS TERROR AND SILENCE WHEREVER IT FALLS.
"I Get My Orders From the Boss Down Town," Boasts an Insub- ordinate Sergeant -- What Happened to James.
"You'll only be here a few days."
"To hell with the captain. I get my orders from the boss down town."
Could it be that his avowed friendship for Alderman Mickey O'Hearn, and the fact that Mickey was for him when he made sergeant, inspired these remarks from Sergeant Charles Beattie? They were made some time ago in No 3 police station on the Southwest boulevard to Sergeant R. L. James, who, at that time, was in command of the station nights. There was more truth than poetry in the remarks, for James was moved at the next monthly meeting. It is said five persons heard the remarks of Sergeant Beattie.
It is a well known fact to all who understand police duty that the sergeant in charge of a station has full charge of the men in the entire district. On the night that the remarks were made it is reported that Beattie, who was serving as outside sergeant, changed a patrolman whom Sergeant James had ordered to walk the Southwest boulevard until the saloons closed. It was Saturday night and things were doing on the boulevard.
When the patrolman was told to go another beat he went to the station after his lunch, so report says. There this dialogue is said to have taken place:
"It's only 11 o'clock, officer. I thought I told you to stay on the boulevard until the saloons were closed," said James.
"Sergeant Beattie has ordered me back on my beat," was the reply.
ORDERS FROM THE BOSS.
Just at that juncture Beattie entered and an explanation was asked for. He said that he had ordered the officer back and intended that he should go there, too. He was asked if he didn't know that the sergeant in charge of the station was his superior officer and t5hat he is said to have replied: "Oh you'll only be here a few days."
James, according to the witnesses, must have felt the influence of the unseen power which has for nearly a year been guiding the affairs of the police, still he fought for his authority.
"I don't want to quarrel with my men, and won't," he is reported as saying, "but, Beattie, if you will be here tomorrow at 9 o'clock we will put this whole matter up to the captain and see who is right."
"To hell with the captain. I get my orders from the boss down town," is the reported remark of Beattie. Then the officer was ordered by Beattie to go hence and he went.
A full report of this affair was made to Captain John Branham, who has charge at No. 3 police station. The captain made his report and the correspondence was sent to Chief of Police Daniel Ahern. There the matter has apparently rested, for Beattie has never called "on the carpet" to explain his remark, and James "got his" at the first of the month. It is also said that the matter of James's removal was taken up with the commissioners later and that they knew nothing of it. Yet the board unanimously adopted a resolution in July last year, saying that only the commissioners should have to do with the shifting of men.
WHAT UNSEEN FORCE?
Who moved Sergeant James? What for? He is rated as one of the best officers on the force and there is not a black mark against him. What force was brought to bear? How did Beattie know that James would be moved? Beattie is said to be a close friend of "Mickey."
A reporter attempted to interview Sergeant James last night in regard to the affair. Here is all he got: "Yes, I was once at No. 3. I was moved from there and made relief sergeant. If there was any trouble down there, a full report was made on it, and that is all I have got to say unless called on by my superior officers or the board."
Before Beattie was made a sergeant, he walked a beat on West Twelfth street, by the Century hotel and theater. There he came daily in contact with Joseph Donegan, manager, a close friend of O'Hearn. He also saw O'Hearn many times a week for the Century was a hang out of his when not at his saloon. Many reports came to headquarters of a poker game in that neighborhood, but it was reported "impossible to get at it."
THEY'RE AFRAID TO TALK.
Good men on the police force who got "in bad" by doing their full duty are now living in deadly fear that their names will be published.
"What do you care?" one was asked yesterday. "You did your duty and got the worst of it, didn't you?"
"Yes," he replied mournfully, "and I know just why I got it and who gave it to me. But I have a family to support and I need my job. If you run my name I'm afraid the man who had me moved will have me fired."
All through the whole department that unseen power is felt. All seem to know what and who it is, but they fear to say so, unless called on to do so by the board of police commissioners.
A new man said yesterday that O'Hearn moved to the Century hotel in the Second ward just to run for Alderman there. The January Home telephone book gives his residence as 3427 Euclid avenue.
The police board seems to be resting fairly content while the force is being manipulated to suit a saloonkeeper-politician and his friends. Or is the board "wise" to what is going on -- and willing to stand for it?Labels: Alderman O'Hearn, black hand, Euclid avenue, hotels, No 3 police station, police, politics, saloon, Southwest boulevard May 27, 1908 IT'S ON THE MAP, ALL RIGHT.
Coates House Guests Interrogate Guest from Coatesville.
When George Gillespie of Pennsylvania wrote "Coatesville" after his name on the register at the Coates house last night, old residents of the house crowded around to question him. Mr. Gillespie said he did not know of the existence of the Coates house when he left his home in Coatesville, and was only attracted to the hostelry by the sign. It developed that Coatesville, Pa., was named after the father of Kersey Coates, founder of the hotel.Labels: Coates house, hotels, visitors May 26, 1908 MIDLAND'S GUESTS SEEK OTHER HOMES.
MANY OF THEM HAVE LIVED THERE FOR YEARS.
Thomas R. Morrow and Alexander Butts, Who Have Grown Gray Under Its Roof, Among the Homeless Now.
The A. J. Dean family moved out of the Midland yesterday, and the house isn't officially a hotel any more. Mr. Dean, one of the owners of the Baltimore Hotel Company properties, which included the Midland, took his family to the Hotel Baltimore. Mr. Dean took along another asset of the company -- Mrs. Lillian Harris, the cashier.
Miss Harris has been cashier in the front office of the hotel ever since the Deans took the property She goes to the Baltimore as cashier, after a three months' vacation. Mrs. Harris's home is Cameron. She will go there, and, later, visit in Colorado.
When the Dean family got out everybody made ready to move. The old hotel had guests who have lived there for many years and all have been forced out into the cr-o-o-l world. They are all lamenting the closing and some even have been moved to verse. Here's what Dr. J. W. McClure of Sedalia, a frequent guest for years, left with the cashier when he paid his account yesterday:
Dear old hotel, farewell, farewell;
I leave you now to bat and owl,
And the rodents' night and lonely prowl,
To festive board and gilded hall
Adieu, adieu, farewell to all.
The accompanying $10 note was graciously accepted by the cashier, who charged off the doctor's account and pasted the near-poetry in her scrapbook.
Big Jim Adams of Ardmore, Ok., pays his board and room, of course, but has been looked upon as official entertainer in the lobby of the old hostelry. Adams, who is so great physically that no man dare deny him, declared last night that he would not move until thrown out, and Chief Clerk Randolph graciously invited him to stay as long as he pleased.
But the other regular guests will be seeking homes. For instance, there is Judge Thomas R. Morrow, of the law firm of Lathrop, Morow, Fox & Moore. He has been in the hotel fourteen years. He announced yesterday that his effects would be moved today to the Lorraine.
F. R. Gregg, one of the best-known characters about the lobby of the hotel, hasn't yet found a place to cache his grip. Gregg is a Rock Island engineer, and has lived in the Midland in the same room for ten years.
H. B. Prentice, banker, goes to the Densmore to live, and the other regular guests yesterday followed his lead by seeking new homes. Alexander Butts, a newspaper writer, whose face has been familiar in the lobby, hasn't found a stopping place. Neither has Charlie Lantry nor T. H. Gilroy.
J. A. Fleming of Uncle Sam oil fame, sat dejected at his dinner last night, thinking over the list of possible apartments, and Max Hoffman, the spiritualist, looked just as dejected in another corner of the cafe. He hadn't located either.
L. B. Lamson, the man who invented dairy lunches, and Dr. P. T. Bowen and R. T. Campbell of the "Katy" will go out at daybreak this morning looking for new quarters. The transient guests got cold feet and began to pull out yesterday.
The hotel company has taken care of most of the employes. Thomas B. Bishop goes to the Densmore and T. E. Randolph to the Hotel Baltimore. Miss Barbara Stuber, who has been assistant cashier in the private office, goes to the Royal hotel at Omaha, and John Clemons, A. J. Dean's private cashier, goes to take a similar place at the Hotel Baltimore.Labels: Hotel Baltimore, hotels, Midland, Omaha, Sedalia May 19, 1908 IN MEMORY OF JEFF DAVIS.
Confederate President's Birthday Will Be Kept -- It Is June 3.
With music, speeches and story rehearsing many now familiar incidents connected with the four years' strife between the North and the South, the Daughters of the Confederacy of Kansas City, and the Stonewall Jackson chapter of Independence will on June 3 celebrate the 100th anniversary of the birth of Jefferson Davis.
The Kansas City chapter met yesterday at the Hotel Sexton and perfected plans for the celebration. Budd park was selected as a suitable place, and an extensive programme, including music and speeches, has been prepared. The speakers selected were Mrs. George Gray, Mrs. B. L. Woodson, Mrs. J. M. Philips and Mrs. Hugh Miller.
Members of the Stonewall Jackson chapter met at the home of Mrs. W. D. Johnson, 3621 Belleview avenue. They decided to hold the celebration at the home of Mrs. Logan Swope, in Independence. Memorial day, May 30, will be observed jointly by the two chapters, by the placing of floral offerings on the graves of the Confederates and the unveiling of seven markers at Forest Hill cemetery. The Kansas City chapter will also place an offering on the grave of Orestes P. Chaffee, of Confederate fame, who died in this city a short time ago. He was a brother of Adna R. Chaffee, the retired head of the United States army.Labels: Belleview avenue, Budd park, cemetery, Civil War, flowers, hotels, Independence, women April 13, 1908 HE'S A BOLD SON OF NIPPON.
Bright-Eyed Japanese Baby That Was Born in Kansas City, Kas.
JAPANESE BABY BORN IN KANSAS CITY, KAS.
Kimja Majina is the name of one of the newest citizens of Kansas City, Kas., a baby, 13 months old, who was born in the Metropolitan hotel, Sixth street and Ann avenue, where his father and mother work in the capacity of cooks. Kimja is a great pet among the boarders at the hotel and said to be exceptionally bright for his age.
He can speak a few words of baby talk in Japanese and English, with equal aptness, and his parents say for him that he has never been known to cry. He is the only Japanese baby ever born in Kansas City, Kas., as far as known, and his parents say they will send him to school there to be educated like any other American as soon as he is 4 years old.
"In Japan we sent them to school at 3 years," said his father, Harry Majina, after telling this to a visitor last night.Labels: children, hotels, immigrants, Kansas City Kas March 30, 1908 OUT OF WORK, TOOK POISON.
Jacob Kohn, Sick and Discouraged, Ends Life With Acid.
A man, believed to be Jacob Kohn, committed suicide in room fourteen at the Plaza hotel, Missouri avenue and Delaware street, Saturday night, and the body was found at 9 o'clock yesterday morning by Sara Ridgeway, the housekeeper. Coroner George B. Thompson says that during his term of office no other Jew has taken his own life in Kansas city and that the crime is almost unknown among men of Jewish belief
Kohn, in a farewell note, directed that the Jewish Society of Kansas City take charge of his remains. The society will bury the body, but it cannot be laid in a Jewish cemetery.
Kohn's farewell note, which he wrote just before drinking carbolic acid, as the pencil left on the table bears witness, reads:
"To whom it may concern -- This is my second attempt at suicide. I
think I shall succeed this time. I am in poor health, am unable to get
work and have no friends and no money. Give my body to the Jewish
Society. -- Jake Kohn."
Mrs. Ridgeway says that Kohn came to the hotel Saturday night late and registered as John Johnson. She had never seen him before. He paid for his room. Shortly before 9 o'clock yesterday morning when a maid was unable to get into the room to tidy it, Mrs. Ridgeway, who was called in, was informed from a man who had spent the night in room 15 adjoining, that he had heard the man in room 14 groaning and rolling around during the night. Upon that statement Mrs. Ridgeway called the police, who forced the door and found the body.
Coroner Thompson was notified and sent the body to Freeman and Marshall's morgue. Not a penny was found in the clothes. There was nothing to identify the man, excepting the signature on the note. In the pocket were cards from business houses and factories in many Kansas and Oklahoma towns. Kohn was evidently a laborer and had been in these towns looking for employment.Labels: Coroner Thompson, hotels, laborer, oklahoma, poison, race, Suicide, undertakers March 29, 1908
TYPHOID GERMS IN SPRINGS.
Dr. Cross Says Al Such Sources of Water Should Be Filled.
"They City's Drinking Water" was the subject of Dr. Walter M. Cross's talk before the City Club at its luncheon at the Sexton hotel yesterday at noon. "The danger is in springs and wells," Dr. Cross said. "Every well in the city that receives its water from the surface should be filled up. They are dangerous as breeders of typhoid germs. These springs and wells are responsible for most of the typhoid fever that exists in our city. Only two wells in the city have water that is absolutely safe and they are artesian. All others should be condemned."
Labels: City Chemist Cross, health, hotels, organizations February 8, 1908 TO SAVE BOYS AND GIRLS.
Juvenile Association Determined to Raise Fund of $10,000.
An active campaign is to be begun by the Juvenile Improvement Club to raise $10,000 for use in caring for neglected children in Kansas City. In this association are gathered all the workers for the juvenile criminal and homeless. The money will be spent to endow the Boys' hotel, a hotel for negro girls, boys clubs in the West, North and East bottoms, and to provide scholarships for boys who now have to stay out of school and work to support smaller children dependent upon them. The idea of the club is to get all varieties of juvenile reform and educational work under one management.
Judge McCune of the juvenile court is president of the club, the Rev. Daniel McGurk is vice president, Arthur L. Jelley is treasurer, and Dr. E. L. Mathias, chief probation officer is secretary. On the executive committee there are in addition to these men the Rev. Charles W. Moore of the Institutional church, Mayor H. M. Beardsley and H. J. Haskell. Subscriptions may be sent to Hughes Bryant, R. A. Long, Charles D. Mill, C. A. Young or C. V. Jones, who comprise the finance committee.Labels: children, East bottoms, hotels, Institutional church, Judge McCune, North bottoms, organizations, West bottoms February 26, 1908 ADMITS HE KISSED THE WIDOW.
Any Other Married Man Would Have Done the Same, Says Murphy.
"Everyone knows that I, or any other married man, would kiss a grass widow if he had a chance, and I do not deny that I did. In fact, I do not deny anything that my wife might say in her petition for divorce, nor do I care to confirm it," said Albert Murphy, owner of the Monarch hotel, at Twelfth and Charlotte streets, yesterday, as he leaned over the desk in his hotel. His wife filed suit for divorce, charging that he kissed a grass widow at the hotel.
"When I became of age people knew from then on that I would kiss a grass widow. What married man wouldn't? I defy any man in the city to name one that would not. My wife has sued me for divorce, and I would not walk to the door to prevent it. I do not care whether she gets a divorce or not. I never even called up an attorney about the matter.
"I do not care what she charges against me. I will not say anything more about the affair. My friends knew all about this affair long ago, and I do not care what other people hear about it. But I do want to say that I will never deny kissing grass widows."Labels: Charlotte street, Divorce, hotels, romance, Twelfth street February 25, 1908
DID HE KISS A GRASS WIDOW?
Mrs. Murphy Says He Did, and She Is Asking for a Divorce.
On the charge that her husband, Albert E Murphy of the Monarch hotel, had kissed a grass widow at the hotel, Mrs. Murphy sued yesterday for a divorce. Albert Murphy owns the Monarch hotel, at Twelfth and Charlotte streets, and the wife secured a temporary order from Judge Seehorn of the circuit court which forbids Murphy's disposing of the property until the divorce suit is settled and her application for alimony is heard.
Mr. Murphy was not in his hotel when a reporter called. The clerk howeevr, said:
"I do not believe that Mr. Murphy kissed a grass widow in the hotel. I never saw any widows here and I've been a clerk here for over a year."
Both of the night bellboys gave it as their opinion that Mr. Murphy had never kissed a grass widow in the hotel.
"I guess I would have known it if he had," admits one of the boys, whose name is Ephriam. "There's mightly little kissing going on around here, and I keeps an eye on that little."
Mr. Murphy's attorney, who was in room 124, stated that Mr. Murphy had never kissed a grass widow in the hotel.Labels: Charlotte street, circuit court, Divorce, hotels, Judge Seehorn, Twelfth street February 20, 1908 COSBY IS RELEASED ON BOND.
Neither Hayes Nor O'Donnell, Shot By Him, May Die.
J. D. Cosby, proprietor of the Cosby hotel, Ninth and Baltimore avenue, was arraigned before Judge Festus O Miller yesterday afternoon, charged with felonious assault. Two informations were filed against Cosby, one for shooting J. F. O'Donnell and the other for shooting J. P. Hayes. He was released for $1000 bond in the O'Donnell case and $2,000 in the Hayes case, and his preliminary hearing is set for Tuesday next.
At St. Joseph's hospital last night it was said that O'Donnell was considered completely out of danger, and that Hayes was doing much better. Both bullets remained in Hayes's chest. An X-ray photograph will be taken today in an effort to locate them. If Hayes does not contract pneumonia from his injuries his chances for recovery are said to be good.
William Murray, the clerk who was cut several times about the head and face and bruised on the body in a tussle with one of the men, was released from the emergency hospital yesterday. He had been held for investigation since Monday night. Murray fell down the stairs and through a glass door.Labels: Baltimore avenue, domestic violence, hospitals, hotels, Judges, Ninth street February 18, 1908
TWO MEN SHOT AT HOTEL COSBY.
J. P. HAYES AND J. F. O'DONNELL MAY DIE OF WOUNDS.
WERE SHOT BY J. D. CROSBY.
PROPRIETOR MIXED IN A ROW AND USED GUN.
Wounded Men Had Gone Back to Ho- tel to Apologize for a Row Ear- lier in the Evening -- Shot From Behind.
As a result of a quarrel in the Cosby hotel, West Ninth street and Baltimore avenue, at 8 o'clock last night, James P. Hayes, agent of the Traders' Dispatch, and John F. O'Donnell, cigar manufacturer, are in a dangerous condition in St. Joseph's hospital from bullet wounds in their bodis, and J. D. Cosby, owner of the hotel, who shot the men, is in the city jail and will probably answer to a charge of murder, in case the men may die. Hayes cannot recover, according to the attending physician, but O'Donnell's chances are even.
While Cosby is making an appeal to the police that he shot O'Donnell and Hayes in self-defense, the evidence shows that both men where shot in the back as they were retreating from the hotel. Cosby was not assaulted in any way or een mixed up in the quarrel until he grabbed a revolver and began shooting. The police arrested Cosby and his brothe, Wiliam Cosby; his clerk, William Murray, and a negro porter, Moses Butcher. They will be held until police make a thorough investigation.
The shooting was the result of a quarrel between Hayes, O'Donnell and William Murray, because the former two asked to see a friend of the name of A. Drake from Salt Lake City, U., who was staying at the hotel. Hayes and O'Donnell went to the hotel about 8 o'clock and inquired for Drake and H. L. Davis, who was registered from Hutchinson, Kas. Murray informed them that their friends had left. Hayes then made a remark which led Murray, the clerk, to believe Hayes was doubting his word and Murray struck him in the face. A fist fight followed in which Hayes, O'Donnell, Murray, and Cosby, brother of the proprietor, were implicated. Hayes used a bell and a bottle to defend himself with and Murray's head was badly cut as a result.
WENT BACK TO THE HOTEL. Hayes and O'Donnell managed to get out of the hotel and went to the Senate saloon, where they talked with several men about the fight. They stated that the clerk was in the wrong and that they ol defended themselves until they could get out of the place. Hayes then proposed to O'Donnell that they go back to the hotel and apologize for the wrong they had done and try to make the matter right with the proprietor They then went to the hotel and as they reached the top of the stairs J. D. Cosby called upon Clerk Murray, his brother and others to keep Hayes and O'Donnell in the place until he could summon the police and have them arrested.
Hayes and O'Donnell tried to escape from the hotel and Murray and Williaim Cosby again attacked them. While the men were engaged in a fight J. D. Cosby, the proprietor, came from behind the counter with a revolver in his hand and shot Hayes twice through the back as he was running down the stairs. J. D. Cosby was not assaulted and had no hand in the row except to do the shooting, according to statements of Hayes and O'Donnell and others who were there at the time of the shooting.
Hayes and O'Donnell fell when they were shot and the former lay in an unconscious condition at the top of the stairs, while O'Donnell managed to crawl into a nearby saloon and ask for help. Some one at the hotel telephoned for the police and Hayes and O'Donnell were taken immediately to St. Joseph's hospital They were in a critical condition and at midnight last night it was stated that Hayes could not survive. There were two bullet holes in his back near the right shoulder blade. The bullets had not ben located. He was in a semi-conscious condition up to midnight and was unable to recogize relatives and friends who were permitted to see him. There was one bullet in O'Donnell's shoulder which passed through his body, coming out just above the heart. It was found in his clothing and it was stated by physicians at the hospital last night that O'Donnell may recover. FOUR MEN UNDER ARREST. Detectives R. E. Truman, J. W. Farrell, Joseph Halvey and James Ratery last night arrested J. D. Cosby, William Cosby, Moses Butcher, colored, and William Murray, together with a few guests at the hotel. The men whose names are mentioned will be held for investigation.
Asistant Prosecuting Attorney Riehl took a statement from J D. Cosby last night regarding the shooting, in which Cosby claimed self-defense. His story of the shooting is as follows:
"These two men, whom I do not now, came to the hotel and started a row with Murray and my brother (meaning William Cosby). They injured Murray and then went down out of the hotel. Later they came back, and I thought that they intended to start another row. I ordered the men in the hotel not to let these two men out of the place, as I wished to call the police and have them arrested. Then they started another row with Murray and my brother. I took a revolver I had in my hand and went to assist my brother. I grabbed hold of one and he struck at me. Then I shot him. I then shot the other man when he tried to strike me with something he had his hand. I did it in self-defense and to help my brother and Murray."
Cosby made another statement in which he said that he did not know that he had shot more than one man, but held to the story of self-defense.
The statements of all the other eye witnesses to the tragedy discredit that of Cosby. Willilam Cosby, his brother, said Cosby shot Hayes in the back when the latter was wrestling with Murray and then leaned over the railing of the stairway and shot O'Donnel as the later was descending the stairway. He also stated that he asked his brother not to shoot, but he would not listen. J. J. Carter of Garden City, Kas., and R. C. Rawlings of Chanute, Kas., made statements to the police which were about the same as that of William Cosby.
DYING MAN'S WIFE OVERCOME.
Mrs. Hayes, wife of the wound man who will probably die, called at the hosptial about 11 o'clock last night to see her husband. She was almost prostrated with grief when told of the affair and was overcome when she saw the condition of her husband. A sister and friends of Hayes also called to see him. Hayes has a baby daughter and lives at 2904 East Thirty-third street. He is about 30 years old. He is the agent for the Traders' Dispatch with offices in the board of trade.
O'Donnell is unmarried and lived at the Century hotel. He is proprietor of the J. F. O'Donnell Cigar Comany at 1801 Grand avenue. He is about 32 years of age.
It is claimed that this is not the first time that Crosby has been in shooting srapes of this kind. He is claimed to have had trouble with Joe Zigler, a saloon keeper near the Cosby hotel, in which he used a revolver but did not do any shooting.Labels: Baltimore avenue, cigars, detectives, Grand avenue, hospitals, hotels, murder, Ninth street, Thirty-third street February 18, 1908 BUT WHICH HOTEL IS BEST?
One Negro Is Killed Over Question, Which is Still Undecided.
A negro killing over which is the best hotel in Kansas City, occurred at about 5:20 o'clock yesterday afternoon at the room of Jack Talbot, 1217 Baltimore avenue. Clarance Weil, who was killed, left after a first quarrel and came back armed with a .32 caliber revolver.
Jack Talbot was in bed. He got up and struggled with Weil, who was threatening to shoot him. As they struggled the pistol, still in its owner's hand, was discharged into his own head, as Talbot at that moment had pushed Weil's hand to a position that made this possible.
Talbot gave himself up and spent the night at police headquarters.Labels: Baltimore avenue, hotels, murder, police headquarters February 11, 1908
JAILER ON RAMPAGE WITH BIG REVOLVER
STEPHEN DEHONEY ALMOST TAKES BYSTANDER'S LIFE.
Police Board's Employe at No. 2 Sta- tion Discharges Revolver, After Hitting a Citizen on the Head With It. While Stephen Dehoney, jailer at No. 2 police station, was resisting |
