June 18, 1908 WIFE MARCHED HIM TO JAIL.
Smith Lewis Was Even Afraid to Speak in Her Presence.
"Here he is, now lock him up. I went over town and arrested him myself and made him come across the line with me. I'll show him he can't pick up and desert me."
The speaker was Mrs Della Lewis of 836 Everest avenue, Kansas City, Kas., and her remarks were addressed to Acting Sergeant "Pal" Richardson at police headquarters as she marched her husband, Smith Lewis, up to the sergeant's desk yesterday morning. Officer Richardson did not know what to make of the matter at first and asked what charge she wished to place against her prisoner.
"The charge has already been made," continued Mrs. Lewis. "I swore out a warrant several days ago for his arrest for not supporting me, but he slipped over to Kansas city, Mo., to avoid arrest. I went over and found him this morning, and here he is."
No one at police headquarters knew anything about the case and City Attorney Nelson was called. He stated that it was true that Lewis was wanted for abandoning his wife and family. He was searched and locked up.
"Now that I have landed you in jail I will be on hand in police court in the morning to prosecute," were the parting words hurled at Lewis by his wife as he was being led to the cell room. Lewis offered no remonstrance and appeared to be afraid to speak in the presence of Mrs. Lewis. After she had gone he remarked to the jailer: "She's fierce. I can't do a thing with her."Labels: attorney, jail, Kansas City Kas, marriage, police May 20, 1908 SUES HER FORMER HUSBAND.
Mrs. Smith Avers That T. W. Glynn Falsely Accused Her of Bigamy.
Alleging that T. W. Glynn, to whom she formerly was married, has unlawfully charged her with bigamy and as a result she suffered the pain and humiliation of having to spend fourteen days in jail before her trial and release, Mrs. Margaret Smith has filed suit in the circuit court asking $20,000 damages against Glynn. She aleges that it was entirely due to the information filed by Glynn in the justice coucrt that she was served with a warrant charging bigamy because she had married Smith, and that the information was filed with a malicious motive.Labels: circuit court, Divorce, jail, Lawsuit, marriage May 15, 1908 BELIEVES SHE IS HIS WIFE.
Convict Writes Concerning a Poor Teamster's Daughter.
The Journal of April 28 contained a story the heading of which read, "Here's an Unfortunate Man." It told of a teamster who had to support eleven persons on $10 a week. His wife had just become hopelessly insane and he was compelled to borrow $30 from his employer.
The story said that a daughter, 20 years old, and her two children were living at home because her husband had deserted her some time before. Yesterday Colonel J. C. Greenman who handled the case got a letter from Elmer Albertin, now known as "No. 9738" in the penitentiary at Jefferson City. In inclosed the clipping from The Journal.
"I cut this story out of an old Kansas City Journal," he wrote. "While the story contains no names, I feel sure that the deserted woman with the two children is my wife. I did not desert her, but have been a victim of circumstances.
"At the time I left home I went out into Kansas and worked in the harvest fields. When, by hard work, I had saved $17 I started for home. While sitting on the platform of a depot in a small town two men came up behind me and one of them knocked me senseless. Then they robbed me. A big gash was cut in my head and was sewed up there."
The man goes on with some unimportant data and winds up with "Then I came into Missouri and now I am here for two years." He did not say what he had done or where he was sent up from.
Colonel Greenman enclosed the letter with a brief note to the man about whom the story was written and told him to give it to his daughter. If she proves to be Albertin's wife an effort may be made to get him pardoned as his family here is greatly in need of his support.
The same story was returned to The Journal by a prosperous farmer to Effingham, Kas, who offers to put the unfortunate teamster and his whole family on a well stocked farm. That letter as sent to the man yesterday by Colonel Greenman with instructions to reply direct to the kind hearted Kansas man.Labels: Col. J. C. Greenman, farmers, Jefferson City, marriage, penitentiary, teamster, The Journal May 12, 1908
MURDERED WIFE IN JEALOUS FIT.
SHE DIED IN HER AGED FATHER'S ARMS.
STABBED ON PORCH OF HOME.
E. C. FLETCHER, THE MURDERER, IS CAPTURED BY POLICE.
E. C. Fletcher, a teamster 37 years old, after being separated from his wife for one week, called at the home of her father, John Harlow, 630 West Eighth street, last night about 8:30 o'clock, ostensibly to talk over going to Oklahoma. In the house was a man named Edward Lewis, another teamster, who had gone to the house to see Harlow about putting him to work. Fletcher asked his wife to come down stairs to talk. When they reached the porch she was heard to scream for help. He had stabbed her just above the heart. She died an hour later.
Fletcher ran south to Ninth street, chased by a negro who had witnessed the act. He was seen at Ninth and Holmes streets a few minutes later, running east. The aged father ran to the porch and held his daughter in his arms until the police ambulance arrived. She sank so fast that Drs. J. P. Neal and R. A. Shiras deemed it necessary to give her a transfusion of salt solution at the emergency hospital to take the place of the blood she had lost. She did not regain consciousness and died without making a statement or even telling her name. The knife blade entered the left side just above the heart and is believed to have severed the aorta.
HE IS CAPTURED.
Detectives Keshlear and McGraw were on the scene soon after the murder and went to work on the case at once.
Patrolmen Holly Jarboe and J. P. Withrow, headquarters men, learned that Fletcher roomed at 211 West Fifth street and went there to watch for him. At 12:15 o'clock they were joined by Detectives Brice, Murphy, Boyle and Walsh. As they stood talking, Walsh exclaimed:
"Here he comes now," and ran toward a man who had just turned the corner. It was proved to be Fletcher. He surrendered without resistance.
Fletcher was taken to police headquarters and Bert Kimbrell, assistant prosecuting attorney, was sent for to take his statement. The murderer had been drinking and was not told that his wife was dead until he had finished his statement. He expressed hope that he had not hurt her.
"I don't know why I struck her. I love he so. I don't know what I was doing," was the sum of his declaration to Kimbrell.
The knife with which he killed his wife was found in his pocket. It was a common clasp knife, with a three-inch blade.
HE OFTEN BEAT HER.
Mrs. Emma Fletcher was 33 years old and a pretty woman. She had been married to Fletcher for seventeen years, but had no children. He was a drinking man, the father says, and often beat his wife and as often left her. Her mother died about the time of her marriage and she and Fletcher had always lived with Harlow.
"He left Emma the last time a week ago while we were living at Thirteenth and Summit streets," said Harlow. "We have often had to move on account of his treatment of her. Tuesday we moved to 630 West Eighth street. Ed Lewis came to see me tonight about getting me a job and we were all in the room on the second floor when Fletcher knocked at the door.
" 'What do you want?' Emma asked him.
" 'I just come to talk to you about going with me to Oklahoma,' Fletcher said. 'I've got the money to take you if you want to go.'
"Then he saw Lewis sitting there and his eyes flashed fire. He told Emma to get her shoes and come outside and talk the matter over. As she left I heard him say, 'I'd rather see you dead than with another man.' I heard them walk quietly down the stairs to the porch and then my daughter screamed. I just thought he had beaten her again as he had so often and ran to her side I could see he had been drinking."
"I WANT TO DIE, TOO."
While the father, grey and feeble, was telling his story to Captain Whitsett he did not know that his daughter was dead. HE would up his sad narrative with: "When I put her white face on my arm I thought she was dead, but I guess he's just cut her. Can any one tell me how she is?" he asked, looking from one to another.
"She is dead," Captain Whitsett informed him in a low tone.
"God be merciful," cried the old man, tottering backwards into a chair. "If she is dead, I want to die, too."
He found that her body had been taken to Freeman & Marshall's morgue and left for there, saying he wanted to be with her during the night.
OTHER TOWNS NOTIFIED.
Fletcher has been working for James Stanley, a contractor, who is building a church at 752 Sandusky avenue, Kansas City, Kas. Surrounding towns had also been telephoned to be on the lookout for him in case he should catch a train out. He was believed to be making for the Belt line tracks when last seen.
P. W. Widener, from whom Harlow rents at 630 West Eighth street, told the police that he had just entered his home about 8:30 p. m., when he heard a knock and saw Fletcher at his wife's door talking to her.
"I heard them go down stairs together," he said, "and almost immediately heard her scream. She was lying on the porch, stabbed, when I reached her. Fletcher was chased to Ninth street and lost sight of."
Widener related that when Harlow rented the rooms he said his son-in-law often raised "a little rumpus when drinking," but did not pay any attention to it. He said it had often caused him to move.
Fletcher has a brother, Arthur Fletcher, living somewhere in the city. Harlow has one more daughter, Mrs. Clara Coleman, who lives in the West bottoms in Kansas City, Kas., but he did not know where.
Coroner George B. Thompson said that an autopsy would be held today and an inquest later.Labels: Captain Whitsett, Coroner Thompson, detectives, doctors, domestic violence, Eighth street, emergency hospital, Fifth street, Holmes street, marriage, murder, Ninth street, teamster, undertakers May 7, 1908 STRUNG THEM UP BY THUMBS.
For Cruelty to His Chidren B. F. Scott Is Fined $500.
B. F. Scott, a stone mason living at 1301 Belmont street, was fined $500 by Police Judge Kyle yesterday. His wife told the court they had been married ten years which were "ten years of frightful misery and mental suffering."
She said Scott often, to punish the children, had placed two of the back to back, tied their hands together and then tied them to a nail overhead and gone away and left them. The mother said she always cut them down as soon as Scott departed, as she was afraid to do so before.Labels: Belmont street, children, domestic violence, Judge Kyle, marriage, police court April 28, 1908 HICKS ASKS BALM FOR LOSS OF WIFE.
HE SAYS GEORGE JONES HAS APPROPRIATED HER.
Hicks, a Spry Old Man of 62, Sues His Rival for $5,000, and His Spouse for a Divorce.
Although William Hicks is 62 years old he is not at all willing that his wife of 45 summers should prefer another man to him and run away with the other man. Hicks filed suit in the circuit court of Wyandotte yesterday for $5,000 damages against George Jones, a retired farmer living in Armourdale, charging Jones with alienating the affections of Mrs. Hicks and inducing her to move to the Armourdale home.
Hicks, who is a mighty spry old man for his years, lives in Hamilton, Mo. Last February, he alleges, his wife up and left him, and he has been spending his pension ever since in traveling about the country and looking under sunbonnets, hoping always to catch a glimpse of her face.
He saw it Sunday, he claims, in Jones's home. But the face wasn't under a sunbonnet. Nay, far form a bonnet; it was the merriest of Merry Widows, with roses on the upper deck. And wifie, so Hicks avers in his petition, was content to stay under the Merry Widow, which Jones bought her, and not at all ready to go back to Hamilton and have half the pension.
Hicks has two little children back in Hamilton, loaned out to relatives, until he can recover his homemaker, he swears. But even when he showed his wife the latest photographs of the youngsters she continued to be indifferent.Labels: Armourdale, farmers, marriage, visitors April 26, 1908 TRIED TO TEAR HER FROM HUSBAND'S SIDE.
WHEN NACHMAN OBJECTED MILES BROKE HIS NOSE.
Wife Swears Out Warrant for For- mer Husband or Ex-Sweetheart, But Says Her Louis Fell Out of an Auto.
"I do wish that someone would send me a four-leaf clover or that Louis could find a horseshoe about town somewhere," pleaded Mrs. Louis M. Nachman last evening. "But he won't be able to go out and look for horseshoes for some time now, his nose being broken, and I can't leave his bedside."
Some of the Nachmans' bad luc is known and some of it remains a mystery. It is admitted that they were wed by Justice of the Peace J. J. Shepard at 8:40 on the evening of Decemer 14, 1907, after a week's courtship, and three days later the groom was rudely jerked away to the county jail and locked up until he could explain a charge of forging his father's name to a check to pay the honeymoon hotel bill. He explained it to the satisfaction of Herman Nachman, his father, and the prosecuting attorney, and was released. Al went smooth with the couple until 10:35 yesterday morning when, at Thirteenth and Central streets, the bridegroom met with either an accident or a coincidence.
It was a coincidence in the form of Edward C. Miles, former husband or jilted sweetheart of the bride, who used to be Mrs. Grace Miles, according to the story she told Assistant County Prosecutor Bert S. Kimbrell yesterday afternoon. Miles, she said, tried to take her away from her husband and when her husband protested, Miles swung at him with his right and upper cut with his left. Nachman fell upon the sidewalk and she clung to the body to avoid being kidnapped.
When Mrs. Nachman was questioned about the trouble at the house, 320 West Thirteenth street, half an hour later, she said, "It was a most unfortunate accident and so clumsy of Louis to trip w hen stepping out of our automobile. But he is not seriously hurt. He'll be out and around in a week or so."
She was reminded of the complaint against Miles she had sworn to, and replied with a soft accent of her eyebrows:
"Oh, did I do that? Well, anyhow, please write it up as an automobile accident."Labels: automobiles, Judges, marriage, Thirteenth street, violence, women April 15, 1908 SAYS WIFE SOLD HIM BEER.
Kansas City, Kas., Husband Causes Her Arrest on Blind Tiger Charge.
On a warrant sworn out by her husband, Clay Truett, Mrs. May Truett, 406 Osage avenue, Kansas City, Kas., was yesterday arrested by the police on the charge of conducting a "blind tiger." She was taken to police headquarters and held until bond was furnished for her release. She will be given a hearing in police court this morning.
Mr. and Mrs. Truett have been separated for some time, and according to Truett, she has been making a living by the sale of beer at their home. In the complaint made by him he asserted that his wife sold him beer and collected the money for it. Truett was arrested last Saturday for visiting his wife's place and creating a disturbance., and she claims that her arrest yesterday was due to her husband's prejudice.Labels: alcohol, Kansas City Kas, marriage, police court April 4, 1908
SHE TRIES SUICIDE AFTER THREE WEEKS.
MARRIED LIFE IS BITTER TO 16-YEAR-OLD BRIDE.
Mrs. Rowena Townsend Drinks Bi- Chloride of Mercury at Her Father's Bedside -- She May Die.
Three weeks of married life, one week of separation and an attempt to commit suicide last night, ended a chapter in the life of Mrs. Rowena Townsend, 1101 Michigan avenue. Mrs. Townsend is 16 years of age and was married to Edward Townsend, who is but four years her senior, at the home of her mother on the night of March 4. Townsend is a shipping clerk in the Kansas City Elevator Company.
After the young couple were married they made their home with the bride's parents and, to outward appearances, were perfectly contented. The mother, Mrs. James Smith, said that she had never seen a happier couple and that she began to regret having made objections to the marriage. After three weeks of this apparent bliss, Townsend failed to return to his home after working hours. Mrs. Smith then asked her daughter if there had been any trouble between them and Rowena replied that she did not care to discuss the matter; that it was an affair strictly between themselves and that she would never tell anyone what the trouble was.
After Townsend's disappearance Rowena did not seem to be in particular low spirits and went about the house laughing and singing; she never mentioned her husband's name. Yesterday afternoon she went down town after having told her mother that she was going shopping, and purchased two ounces of bi-chloride of mercury. She did not return home for supper, but her mother was not disturbed, believing that the girl had gone out to dine with one of her girl friends.
Shortly after 8 o'clock Rowena returned and walked into the room where her aged father was lying, dangerously ill; looking long at him, she turned her back and drank the contents of the phial which she had purchased. Immediately she began to choke and strangle. Mr. Smith called his wife, who was in another room. She hastened to answer her husband's summons and found her daughter lying on the floor by the bed.
Mrs. Smith thought that her daughter was in a fit, and dragged her out into the hall to the front door. There she removed the girl's wraps and hat and loosened her collar. The neighbors, hearing the sound of excited voices, hurried to the assistance of Mrs. Smith, with whom Rowena was struggling violently, declaring over and again that she must die.
Dr. B. W. Green, Twelfth street and Highland avenue, was called in and took charge of the girl. In her unconscious state she grew delirious and told how she had been deceived by her husband, whose affections for her had cooled so soon after the wedding. Dr. Green was unable to pronounce his patient entirely out of danger up to a late hour this morning.Labels: doctors, Highland avenue, marriage, Michigan avenue, Suicide, Twelfth street April 3, 1908 IT COSTS TO CLUB A DOCTOR.
Robert Butterfield Is Fined $100 for Beating W. J. Gardner.
Robert Butterfield , an upolster, was fined $100 by a jury in the crinal court yesterday for assaulting Dr. Wesloey J. Gardner with a rock and a club in the physician's office at Eighteenth street and Troost avenue the afternoon of October 3, 1907. Dr. Gardner was in the private office with Mrs. Butterfield and the husband wanted to get in. When Dr. Garnder opened the door, it was in evidence at the trial yesterday, Butterfield hit him with the rock, and, as the physician retreated into the office, the club was used. Mrs. Butterfield had called to be treated by Dr. Gardner.Labels: doctors, Eighteenth street, marriage, Troost avenue, violence March 28, 1908 HUSBAND GOT THE EARRINGS.
Wife Now Sues Company Where They Had Been Pawned.
Mrs. Marie E. Ruffner brought suit yesterday in the circuit court to recover her diamond earrings or $400 from William F. Smith, president of the William F. Smith Jewelry Company. Mrs. Ruffner says she pawned the rings on October 7, 1907, with Smith for $125, and on November 1, 1907, her husband took the rings out of pawn and left for a destination to her unknown. She thinks Smith should not have given the rings to her husband. Smith said last evening that he had no recollection of the transactions.Labels: marriage, pawn brokers March 18, 1908 HE PLEADS GUILTY TO ARSON.
Action of Freeman Bennett Frees Aged Wife From Charge.
In the Wyandotte county district court yesterday afternoon, Freeman Bennett, who lives at Fourteenth street and Argentine boulevard, Armourdale, pleaded guilty to burning his cottage at that place last spring in order to get $1,000 insurance. Bennett had, at his preliminary hearing before Judge Newhall in the south city court, entered a plea of not guilty and was firm in maintaining this stand until his wife, 60 years old, burst into tears while under cross-examination in court yesterday afternoon.
"I can't stand this," he exclaimed. "My wife there, is getting to be a nervous wreck and is too old to stand all this harangue. For her sake, this can't go on. If I plead guilty will you excuse her from the charge?"
County Attorney Taggart recommended to Judge McCabe Moore that under this condition the name of the wife be stricken from the complaint, and it was granted.
"Guilty," was all Bennett said as he sat down. He was taken to the county jail in default of bond. He will not be sentenced until other cases are cleared from the docket.Labels: Armourdale, arson, County Attorney Taggart, jail, Judges, marriage, Seniors March 10, 1908 BABY HAS NOT BEEN FOUND.
Mrs. Pansy Gaulter Says Husband's Mother Made the Trouble.
Mrs. Pansy Gaulter, whose baby was snatched from her arms by her husband, Loren Gaulter, at Sixth and Central streets Saturday afternoon, said last night that no trace had yet been found of either Gaulter or the child. The last she saw of him was when he ran down Central street to Fifth street and through a building at 306 West Fifth. He is said to have met a woman at Fourth and Broadway and to have later taken a Leavenworth electric car The kidnaping was reported to the Humane Society, and W. H. Gibbbens has a warrant for Gaulter.
It was a mistake to say that my mother caused any trouble between us," said Mrs. Gaulter. My mother-in-law caused all the trouble and she had made trouble before. Finally I told y husband I would not live with his people any more, and he then wanted me to live with his uncle. When I refused that also caused trouble. It was his people, not mine, that caused our separation."Labels: Broadway, Central street, Fifth street, Fourth street, Humane Society, kidnapping, marriage, Sixth street, streetcar March 9, 1907 'BEWARE THE MEN' IS HER WARNING
"BEAUTY IS ALL THAT COUNTS WITH THEM," SAYS DOCTOR.
DECRIES EARLY MARRIAGES
DR. FRANCES J. HENRY GIVES GIRLS SOME PLAIN ADVICE.
Incidentally She Scores the Fickleness of Men -- "Beautiful Character and Intellectuality Not Con- sidered," She Declares.
"Beauty and physical charm in women are the only things that count with men," said Dr. Frances J. Henry in a lecture to women at the Benton Boulevard Baptist church, Twenty-fifth street and Benton boulevard yesterday afternoon. "Beautiful character and intellectuality are not considered by them when they go to select woman for their wife. I do not understand this fact, for how is a woman to keep her husband's love after she has become old and the ravages of time have made themselves known by deep and ugly wrinkles on the once beautiful face? But history will prove that what I have said is correct.
"Love is a great passion, but mother love is the greatest of them all. Such love should not be wasted upon poodles and pussies as do some women. If they are not physically able to bear children these women, mostly rich ones, should adopt some of the many poor children who are suffering for the bare necessities of life. It would be far better for these women to take these children into their families and bestow upon them the caresses and love which they lavish upon their cats and dogs.
"This brings us to another point. A woman would have the right to say when she is willing to enter into the duties and cares of motherhood. The wife should always keep herself in a wholesome moral mental and physical condition, that her offspring may be of the same character. It is a sin to bring weak, sickly, idiotic or malformed children into this world.
"Honorable spinsterhood is a thousand times better than dishonorable wifehood. Marriage is an event in woman's life. It is too commonly looked upon as the chief end and the girls are too frequently taught this mistaken doctrine. Marriage should be deferred until the girl is mentally able to judiciously select her affinity. Too much credit cannot be given to women of Hetty Green's type. She prevailed upon her daughter to wait until she had become of mature age before she was married. Miss Green must have had a great many offers of marriage, and our sex should have the utmost respect for her in that she waited until she was 37 years old before she took that important step in life.
"Because so many of the marriages today are contracted before the parties are capable judges for themselves, the divorce courts are full to overflowing. There are twenty marriages today where there should be but one. Boys and girls of 22 or 24 years of age should not think of marrying. They are entirely too young and in most cases they realize that fact when it is too late."
Dr. Henry is a practicing physician in Kansas City. She is a graduate of the medical department of the University of Michigan.Labels: Benton boulevard, churches, doctors, marriage, Twenty-fifth street, women March 6, 1908 ANOTHER MAN WAS CHICKEN.
Edward Williams, Being Feathers, Tried to Take His Own Life.
"Let me die, Doc. I want to die. I'm chicken today and feathers tomorrow. Nothing more to live for, let me die."
With a gash in his throat, four inches long, Edward Williams, a transfer man, living at 214 East Missouri avenue, lay on the operating table at the emergency hospital yesterday and begged the surgeon not to sew up the wound. Williams says that he recently discovered that his wife no longer loved him. After this discovery he decided to kill himself. He went to his room yesterday with suicidal intentions. He had just drawn a knife across his throat, inflicting the would when a friend discovered him and knocked the knife out of his hand. Williams is 28 years old.Labels: emergency hospital, marriage, Missouri avenue, Suicide March 2, 1908 CIGAR GIRL TALKS OF MARRIED BLISS.
DOESN'T SEE MUCH EVIDENCE OF IT AMONG MEN.
Her Opinion Is That the Long Green
Does It, Whiskers or No Whis-kers, and She Is Not Dodging the Issue.
"This isn't a cigar store, it's a confidential station," said the lady who spends the day selling clear Havanas for straight 10 and some for a quarter. "No, this is the place where a man comes up and spends one minute in purchasing a rope and then lets go of his secrets for the next ten.
"See that man there, the one who just left the counter? Well, that fellow has been drinking so much that corn juice is beginning to ooze out of his face. He insists on telling me how good he is when sober. Of course, I have to take his word for it.
"A lot of people wonder why I don't nab some of these human prize packages and take up the tranquil life in a four-room flat. Well, if they heard as many of these hard-luck matrimonial narratives as I do, it wouldn't take 'em long to understand why I play single and look satisfied.
"One of my regular customers has been married for five years. He tells me on the strict level that he would rather go to the pen for five years than to take another woman with the same disposition as his wife.
"Another man asked me if I didn't think $50 for a woman's hat was unreasonable. I told him that I could wear a different hat every day in the week for $50 and look like a class A type at that. Just what I thought, said the man with the millinery troubles. Some wives who never had to earn their own living don't know the A B C's of economy.
"I get an earful every day on domestic complications and I have observed that these difficulties generally arise in the case of a pair of doves who couldn't see life with a field glass unless they were both harnessed on the same limb. I don't want to appear pessimistic. I think that matrimonial negotiations is the finish. It's like getting your teeth filled. It may be painful, but you're just up against it.
"As for sentimental orthography, however, that's a brand that finds no place in my diary. Just between you and me (I'll hand out a little cross-your-heart talk myself now) I intend to hook up to a live one some of these days. It will be on a commercial basis with scientific auxiliaries. I want a man about ten years older than I am which means, of course, that his mental faculties will be well developed. He will also be tamed by that time. It doesn't matter whether he has long whisker or whether he eats rice pudding with his knife, just so as he can listen to reason and has a bale of long green to keep the grocer, the dressmaker, the dress maker and the headgear lady from getting peevish between the 1st and 10th of the month. When that specimen comes along at the psychological moment I'm going to put on my affinity manners, and when he springs those divine words you can see our little soul sister batting out the longest home run ever recorded in these parts.
"If you have anything of that description in your form chart," concluded the cigar lady, "just put me in the running as the one best bet."Labels: cigars, marriage, romance February 6, 1908
HAS WIFE LOCKED IN POLICE STATION.
DRUNKEN HUSBAND SAYS HE WANTS TO REFORM HER.
Is Himself Responsible for Her Con- dition and the Drunker of the Two -- Won't Stop Drink- ing, He Says.
Jsut at 9 o'clock last night a heavy-set, well dressed man, with dark complexion, black hair and brown eyes, weaved his uncertain way into police headquarters and asked where he could "get an officer right away." The man was plainly drunk.
He was referred to Lieutenant James Morris to whom, in broken sentences, he told this story: "I want my wife arrested. She drinks and I can't stop her. I want to have her locked up in here for the night and fined in police court in the morning. I will see that her fine is paid. I think it will do her good." Just then the man staggered back a few steps, hiccoughed, grinned and said: "What d'ye think of it?"
"Where is your wife?" asked Lieutenant Morris.
"In a hack outside," the man replied. "Oh, you can get her all right, all right. Y' see, I want to break her of drinking, see?"
When Patrolman Rogers was sent out to the hack to bring in the woman the husband hid in a side room, saying in an undertone, "I don't want her to know that I had anything to do with this, see?"
Rogers had to return for help and he and Jailer Phil Welsh took the woman before the sergeant's desk to be booked. She was a slender little creature, fair complexion, with wavy light brown hair which had become unfastened and hung loosely around her shoulders. She was pretty and was attired in the latest fashion. A friend of the complaining husband carried a large picture hat which had fallen off in the hack.
"Shall we place her in the matron's room for safe keeping or put her in jail with a charge against her?" asked Lieutenant Morris of the husband.
"Put a charge against her," he replied brokenly. "Y'see I want to break her. See."
The little woman told her name, giving the same name and initials as the complainant. She was then led down the long iron steps to the women's quarters. Not until the cell door was opened with a bang did she realize what was happening. Then she struggled weakly for a moment. In turning she saw her husband. Raising her hands in the attitude of prayer, she begged him, calling him by his first name, not to have her locked up. In his condition, however, the husband was obdurate. He was even stern.
"Do your duty, offishur," he said, trying to look dignified.
Lieutenant Morris booked the woman only as a "safe keeper," however.
The hack driver who took the people to the police headquarters said he got them at a cafe at Eighth and Central streets. Then the man wanted to go to a hotel, but when one was reached he changed his mind; he asked to be driven to "a good saloon." They were taken to a place on Grand avenue where both drank. After that he asked to be taken to the Memphis hotel, Tenth and McGee sterets, but when the cab reached there the man had again changed his mind and asked to be driven to police headquarters. That was done.
"They were quarreling all the way," said the hack driver. "I objected to taking the woman to the station for he was as drunk as she, but he was paying the bills and he had his way."
The name the man gave is not in the city directory, but it is said he is an insurance agent.Labels: alcohol, marriage, McGee street, police headquarters, Tenth street November 20, 1907 SHE BLAMES MOTHER-IN-LAW.
Mrs. Margaret Wilson Alleges She Made Domestic Trouble.
Mrs. Margaret Wilson, wife of John A. Wilson, a miller's agent in the Board of Trade building, filed suit for $20,000 damages in the circuit court yesterday against Mrs. Jennie G. Wilson, charging that the latter, her mother-in-law, alienated the affections of her husband and caused him to desert her the first of this month. Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, who are prominent in the social circles in which they move, were married October 17, 1906, at Salina, Kas. The family resided at 3947 Walnut street.Labels: circuit court, marriage, Walnut Street November 17, 1907 A HUSBAND WHIPPED AND FINED.
The Man Who Helped the Neglected Wife Commended by the Judge.
"Just look at what he did to me," said W. K. Nation to Judge Remley in police court yesterday morning. He was testifying against L. Butler, who lives at Nation's home, 3410 Independence avenue. His face was bruised and his eyes discolored.
"This man deserted his family," Butler said, "and sold some of the furniture. The baby was dying. There was little money in the house, and as I had been a friend of the family for several years, Mrs. Nation's sister sent for me. The baby died. All this time Nation was away somewhere, doing nothing for the family. After the funeral, there was little for Mrs. Nation's support, so I went to boarding there, in order to let her have money. This man came home last night. He patched things up with his wife. She forgave him for leaving her. The he started in on me. You can see the outcome."
Did you really do these things of which Butler accuses you?" Judge Remley asked Nation.
"I didn't know whether the child was going to die or not," Nation said. "The baby had been sick for about a year. There was a little trouble between my wife and myself and so I just went away."
"I think, as Butler does, that he had a right to hit you. You have been punished some already, as the marks on your face show. But you haven't been punished enough. Your fine is $10. Butler, you are discharged."Labels: Independence avenue, Judge Remley, marriage, police court, violence November 13, 1907 SAID SHE SOLD THE FURNITURE.
Three Sets in Seven Years Frank Grantella Said He Had Bought.
"That was a neat job of justice," John Swenson, city attorney, told Judge Remley yesterday morning, after the judge had dismissed the case of Frank Grantella.
Grantella was charged with non-support of his wife, Laura, of 584 Harrison street. The judge resisted the temptation to fine him and instead made him promise to pay $6 a week toward the support of Mrs. Grantella and three babies.
"I'd be tickled to death to live with my wife if she wouldn't sell the furniture," said Grantella.
"How much furniture have you bought her?"
"Three sets in seven years."
Then came the judge's decision and the city attorney's compliment.Labels: attorney, Harrison street, Judge Remley, marriage November 5, 1907 BECAUSE WIFE ORDERS BEER.
Excuse of a Kansas City, Kas., Man Who Was Arrested for Drunkenness.
"My wife orders five cases of beer to the house every week. I wouldn't get drunk and chase her from the house if she had less liquor about."
A. Crohn, 660 Scott avenue, gave this excuse in the Kansas City, Kas., police court yesterday morning, when arraigned for drunkenness and causing a disturbance. The wife was not in the courtroom.
"You go to this man's wife, Mr. Riggs," Judge Sims said to the arresting officer. "Tell her to order less beer if she wishes happiness in the home."
Crohn was fined five dollars.Labels: alcohol, Judge Sims, Kansas City Kas, marriage, police court October 25, 1907 HAMMER BLOW KILLED HIM.
Malcolm Kelley Was Attentive to An- other Man's Wife.
Malcolm Kelley, the railroad laborer who was injured in a fight with Frank Harrison at 1736 1/2 Madison street last Friday night, died at the general city hospital Wednesday afternoon, presumably as a result of his wounds. The fight arose because Harrison thought that Kelley had been unduly attentive to Mrs. Harrison and started hostilities when he found the railroad man talking to the woman at her home. The injured man received a heavy blow from a machinist's hammer that fractured his skull and led to his death.
Harrison was given a preliminary examination before justice Miller yesterday morning on a charge of murder in the second degree. He pleaded self-defense and was admitted to bond for $5,000 on his own recognizance. He asserts that Kelly attempted to kill him with a razor.Labels: general hospital, marriage, murder October 10, 1907 HONEYMOON WAS SHORT.
Mrs. Coppinger Declares the Man She Married Is a Bigamist.
"I want a warrant for the arrest of my husband, Ambrose Coppinger. He is a bigamist. We were married last April and the following month he deserted me and since then I have learned he has another wife living in Oklahoma from whom he has never been divorced. I have communicated with her and we both want him arrested."
The above information was imparted to Assistant Prosecuting Attorney Higgins in Kansas City, Kas., yesterday by Mrs. Mary Coppinger of Rosedale. She stated that Coppinger is 52 years old and was married to his Oklahoma wife in 1875 and lived with her until a year ago.
"Where is Coppinger now?" inquired Prosecutor Higgins.
"I don't know. I only wish I did. I was only acquainted with him a short time before we were married, but our honeymoon was of even less duration."
Mrs. Coppinger was told that until information leading to his present whereabouts was obtained it would be useless to issue a warrant. She promised to try and locate Coppinger.Labels: marriage, Rosedale October 9, 1907 RED HAIR AND A DIAMOND.
By These Lillian Shepard, Supposed to Have Eloped, May Be Known.
Lillian May Shepard, a 16-year-old girl who disappeared from her home, 1407 East Fortieth street, Monday, is supposed by her father, William Shephard, to have eloped with a boy friend, James Albin, who lives at 1125 Pacific street. The police were asked yesterday to search for her. The girl's skirts reach only to her shoe tops. She wears a diamond ring and has heavy red hair.Labels: children, Fortieth street, marriage, Pacific street October 2, 1907 FAITH IN WOMEN RESTORED.
J. Wesley Fann, Once "Cut Out" by a Guinea Pig, Marries.
J. Wesley Fann, of Independence, who waited on the public square of that city all day Monday for his prospective bride from Pittsburg, Kas., was rewarded yesterday. She came. Mr. Fann, who is 63 years of age, had almost lost his faith in women, despite his extensive experience. He has been married several times and divorced once. His last wife, he alleged, allowed her love for a guinea pig to come between them. Mr. Fann lost no time in securing the license upon the woman's arrival. They were married, and, hand in hand, they walked the streets, looking as happy as if the sensation was entirely new to both of them. The new Mrs. Fann was formerly Mrs. Jennie Fletcher. She owned up to 58 years. Mr. and Mrs. Fann will reside at Buckner.Labels: Buckner, Independence, marriage, women September 19, 1907
GONE WITH ANOTHER WOMAN.
W. T. Blackburn Tells a Strange
Story to the Police. W. T. Blackburn, of Sedalia, Mo., with four children ranging in age from 2 to 10 years, walked into police headquarters yesterday to ask assistance in finding his wife who, he said, had gone away two seeks ago, taking $312 of his money. He said he had saved some money which he had at his home in Sedalia. While he was away at work his wife, he alleged, took what money there was and then called in a second-hand dealer to sell the furniture. Neighbors told Blackburn that his wife left with another woman. Blackburn came here with $30 which, he said, his wife had overlooked. He said she had written his 10-year-old daughter telling her a letter addressed "general delivery" would reach her mother. Labels: marriage, police headquarters, Sedalia September 12, 1907 GUESTS IN ALARM.
ROWDIES INVADE A GILLHAM ROAD WEDDING PARTY. TURNED ON GARDEN HOSE.
DRENCH THE COSTUMES OF SOME OF THE GUESTS.
Made Deafening Noises With Bells and Pans and Demolished Veran- da Furniture -- Would Not De- sist Until Frightened Off by Approach of Police.
Two policemen and a patrol wagon were required to quell a miniature riot incidental to a charivari after a wedding at 2716 Gillham road last night. The police were summoned after a gang of hoodlums had smashed furniture and deluged with water the house in which the bridal party was holding an informal reception.
The boisterous charivari followed the wedding of Herman Hampel, of San Francisco, to Miss Edna Spengler, which had been celebrated earlier in the evening at St. John's Lutheran church by Rev. Ernst Schulz. From the church the wedding paty had gone to the home of the bride's father, Carl Spengler, Jr., 2716 Gillham road, where an informal reception was to be held. The house was thronged with guests, among them many women gowned in expensive toilets. Everything went merrily until about 9:30 o'clock.
HOODLUMS CREATE UPROAR.
Then a crowd of boys and young men who had not been invited to the wedding and reception appeared and began a charivari. It was said that the "serenaders" were composed largely of a number of young toughs known to police as the "Holmes street gang." They carried bells and tin pans, with which they created an uproar that drove many of the guests inside the house and aroused the neighbors for blocks. It is presumed their intentions were to keep up the disturbance until they were invited inside. When, after several moments, their importunities were not heeded, they adoped more boisterous tactics. They swarmed upon the front veranda, overturning and breaking a number of chairs and settes placed there for the accommodation of the guests. Then they secured some garden hose, attached it to a hydrant and played a stream of water upon the veranda and in the hallways of the house. A number of the celebrants who happened in the reach of the stream were thoroughly drenched.
CALLS SENT FOR POLICE.
When the rioters first became boisterous, the Walnut street police station was notified and Lieutenant Morley dispatched Patrolman A. N. Metzinger to the scene. Upon a second call a patrol wagon was ordered out. The charivari party learned that the police were coming, however, and dispersed before arrests could be made.
BRIDE WAS UNDISTURBED.
The bride was not at all disconcerted at the untoward incident. She received the congratulations of her friends undisturbed through the turmoil. Beyond a little annoyance while the charivari was at its height, the reception proceeded as merrily as if nothing unusual had happened.
The bride is the daughter of Carl Spengler, a local manager for the Dick & Company Brewing Association, of Quincy, Ill. her husband is an influenctial young business man in California. Their wedding was considered an important social event in German circles, and the annoyance at the reception was deeply deplored by many of their friends.Labels: children, churches, Gillham road, Holmes street, marriage, ministers, police, pranks, Walnut street police station, wedding September 9, 1907 STOLE BUT A KISS.
QUEER SORT OF BURGLAR CAUGHT BY HOLLY JARBOE.
TALE OF A FATHER'S LOVE.
LIPS DEWED WITH SWEET MOR- SEL WHEN ARRESTED.
Was Jumping From an Upper Story Window Clasping His Hands, a Curl Cut From the Locks of His Sleep- ing Babe.
A kiss stolen from the lips of a little child reunited a family Saturday night and the reconciliation was completed and left intact by Holly Jarboe, desk sergeant at police headquarters, who saw a higher duty than that of a police officer and dared to do it although in conflict with his official duty. Jarboe did not say anything about the circumstance, hoping to keep it quiet.
"I did not think it wise for me to say anything, for I had caught the man in the act of housebreaking, and maybe burglary, too, and then turned him loose. That does not sound very well for a police officer, but I feel that I did right just the same," acknowledged Jarboe when questioned.
"I think I can clear myself by explaining the circumstances, but some of the details I am going to omit for the sake of other persons.
SAW MAN JUMP FROM WINDOW.
"As I was returning from lunch Saturday night, I saw a man jump out of a window of a house, scale down a porch post and run. At the same time a woman in the house screamed. I chased the man and caught him. He did not look like a thief, but I started to the station with him. Then the man began to weep.
" ' I have had trouble enough,' he said.
" 'But I am no thief. I doubt if you will believe the truth when I tell it. I do not know whether I can prove what I am going to tell you, or not. Maybe I will not need to prove it -- are you a married man?' he asked me. I told him I was not.
" 'Then you have never loved a little child, and you will not understand me,' he replied.
" 'I broke into that house just to steal this, and a kiss,' and he showed me a lock of yellow hair coiled around one of his fingers.
" 'I live in a little town out in Kansas. It does not make any difference where, nor what my name is. I have been a fool all right, in the eyes of most people, but they do not need to know.
" 'A few days ago -- well, wife and I, we had a misunderstanding. Both were to blame, or at least I was. She took our little boy 3 years old, and started for Kansas City, saying I would never see her again. I was proud -- tried to act like I did not care. I bore up all day, but when night came --. But you are not married. You have no wife nor baby. You do not know what a real home is. I did not know until night came and they were not there. I sat up all night waiting for the first train to Kansas City. I did not know what I was going to do when I got there, but I came. I found my wife in the home of a friend, just where I expected she would be. I did not expect she would make up with me. All that I hoped for was just another kiss from baby. I climbed the porch and cut the screen from the window. I leaned over my wife while she was asleep and kissed the baby. A curl was hinging over his forehead. I took my pocket knife and cut it loose. I guess I pulled some, for he waked with a scream and I ran, and you caught me.'
BACK TO BABY AND WIFE.
"I stopped him right there, 'Man we are going back to that woman and baby,' I said to the fellow, 'and if that woman does not take you back, I'll -- but she will take you back.'
" 'Do you think so,' he exclaimed. I never saw a more changed and happy expression came over a man.
"Back at the house all was excitement over the supposed burglar. I saw a woman there with a yellow-haired child in her arms. I took the man by the hand, in which he was still holding the stolen lock. 'Here is the burglar, and here is what he stole,' I said, placing his hand in hers.
"It took a few seconds for the woman to realize it all. Then she threw her arms around his neck and I was not needed there any more. I did not feel like I was letting a prisoner escape, either."Labels: children, marriage, police September 7, 1907 LOSES BOTH WIFE AND MONEY.
Belgian Claims She Has Eloped With a Former Lover.
A complaint was made yesterday in the North city court by Camiel Vaunieveweborgh against his wife, Cassimeria, charging that she had taken from a bureau drawer in the home, just outside the city limits of Argentine, then ran away with another man. All three are Belgians, speaking the English language imperfectly.
Vaunieveweborgh alleges that he brought his wife from Brussels to this country August 4, and that the man she went away with, who is a former lover of the wife, followed them across the ocean to at last elope with her.Labels: immigrants, marriage, romance September 6, 1907
THIS MAN HAS TROUBLES.
Married in Missouri on a License Is- sued in Kansas.
There is a man and woman somewhere within the confines of Kansas City, Mo., who spent Wednesday night thinking that they were legally husband and wife only to find out yesterday that they were mistaken.
Yesterday, Probate Judge Van B. Prather, of Kansas City, Kas., was called up by phone and asked if a person could get married in Kansas City, Mo., on a license issued in Kansas.
"You positively can not," was the judge's answer.
"Well, I am in a terrible predicament. I've already been married on the one I got from you. It took place last night."
"You had better have the person who performed the ceremony ride over to this side of the line and marry you over."
"Can't do that. We were married by a priest and he can't leave his own parish to perform a marriage ceremony."
Judge Prather then informed the much agitated benedict that he would have to spend $2 more for a Missouri license if he wanted to be married here.Labels: Judge Prather, Kansas City Kas, marriage September 1, 1907 AGAIN HIS WIFE.
JOHN AND ELLEN ROBERTS RE- MARRY AT 75 YEARS. THEY WERE ONCE DIVORCED.
MET ACCIDENTALLY AND EV- ERYTHING WAS FORGIVEN.
Went to the Preacher and Vowed Eternal Love and Obedience. Start for Oklahoma, Where Roberts Is a Wealthy Cotton Planter.
John O. Roberts, a farmer, who has lately grown rich in the Oklahoma cotton-planting district, came to the city yesterday to see his children and unexpectedly met his divorced wife, Mrs. Ellen Roberts, at the home of his daughter, Margaret J. Roberts, 1206 Oak street. The old folks are 75 years old, respectively. There was a reconciliation, a hasty marriage and the two left for Oklahoma City last night.
Some years ago, when the Roberts family was not so well fixed financially, there was a quarrel and a separation and the aged wife returned to her girlhood home at Braymer, Mo., That was nine years ago. After giving up all hope of a reconciliation, Mrs. Roberts, six years ago, asked and was granted a divorce.
In the meantime John O. Roberts was too busy in the cotton fields to think about his broken home. The industry was new in Oklahoma, and he put his heart and soul and a little money in the planting. Crops were good and the cotton district began to reek with wealth. Roberts was tehn an aged man nbut he toiled night and day, and after laying by a good store in his home bank, set out for Kansas City to look up his children. He arrived yesterday.
By chance Mrs. Roberts had come from Braymer to visit their daughter at 1206 Oak street and she confronted the aged husband when he called. It did not take long for Roberts and his former wife to make up the old quarrel and they sought the marriage license clerk. The clerk recorded the age of each at 75 years.
The Rev. Barclay Meador, pastor of the First Christian church, performed the ceremony in his study at 11 o'clock in the morning and the two had luncheon together -- once more husband and wife, they parted last night for the Oklahoma farm which made it possible for them to be reunited.Labels: Divorce, marriage, ministers, Oak street August 26, 1907 BACK TO THE GIANTS.
MABEL HITE SENDS MIKE DONLIN EAST TO REFORM. CUT OUT OF WIFE'S SONG.
TWO VERSES MISSING FROM "I'M MARRIED NOW."
Grease Paint and Gay Costume Hide Aching Heart of Kansas City Actress -- Penitent Ball Player Is Put on Probation. 
MABEL HITE.
Pretty Kansas City Actress Who Has Put Her Husband, Mike Donlin, of the New York Giants, on Probation.
CHICAGO, Aug. 25 (Special). -- Grease paints and uncouth costume can hide a breaking heart from the laughing audience on the other side of the footlights, but when Mabel Hite yesterday afternoon sought the only refuge she had, a 4x5 dressing box -- it couldn't be called even by courtesy a room -- large tears stole down a woebegone, little face.
She wiped them off with the corner of a Turkish towel, taking a bit of the rouge with it and hoped Mike would get better.
For the pretty little Kansas City girl sent Mike Donlin, the ball player, who is her husband, down to New York, buying his ticket and giving him the price of a Russian bath, which boiled out the remnants of the various liquids that had developed four days' spree, with an assault on a cabdriver and a cell in the police station for trimmings.
Donlin has promised to cut out booze in the future and sign with the New York Giants and if he's good for the next six months he can come back -- otherwise a divorce.
WORRIED SO CAN'T SLEEP.
I can't stand it any longer," said the little comedienne -- she's a child in figure and manner. "Now you don't think it's such a dreadful thing for a woman's husband to get drunk and in the newspapers, do you? But it means so much when you love a man and he'd promised not to do it. And every time it happens it's so much worse and it worries me so I can't sleep and I have to go out before that audience and act like a fool and make them laugh, and sing my songs and dance, and my heart is breaking. For he's good to me, except when he forgets himself."
A little while before she'd been singing "For I'm Married Now," and the appreciate ones on the other side of the footlights who'd called her back six or seven times, didn't know how hard -- how extremely hard -- it was to carry a smiling face through the trying ordeal.
TWO FAMILIAR VERSES OUT.
But she'd cut out two verses, and old players who remembered them and had heard about Mike knew the reason.
I'd like to go with you to lunchin'
But I've got a hunchin
That I'd get a punchin'
And I just hate to wear a veil
For I'm married now.
That was one of the verses that was eliminated from her song in "A Knight for a Day" at Whitney's. The other was:
Tell Mike a lie
I'd best not try.
I may be fly --
But no fly gets by him.
And the villain -- he admitted he was all that and was most penitent -- was in the office of the playhouse. He had slunk past the policeman who has been on guard for the last three days, fearing a possible outbreak by the ball player and was waiting to send a message of extreme contrition -- a message that Mabel wouldn't receive in person.
CALLAHAN CHIEF PEACEMAKER.
There were plenty of peacemakers, but nothing but a six months' probation will answer for Mike. James Callahan, his friend and manager of the Logan Squares, who had straightened matters up with the police, told how the husband and wife had slept in his house, at Thirty-fifth street and Indiana avenue, last Thursday night, unknown to each other.
After the cab episode, and after Callahan had got the soused one out of a police cell, he took him home. Mabel, who lives a block away, went to Callahan's house in great trouble.
A little earlier Thursday night Donlin went to the theater and demanded to see his wife. His breath was thick and he talked loud. Jouhny Slavin took him down to the corner and argued him into a cab, and that was why the scrubwoman's part in the show that night -- Donlin's role -- was performed by an understudy.
Donlin met Mabel Hite a year and a half ago in New York, and they were married soon afterward. He never saw her act before the marriage. She was in vaudeville or something similar. Off the stage she's girlish and pretty. Donlin met her at a dinner party.Labels: arts, Indiana avenue, marriage, sports, Thirty-fifth street July 28, 1907 HIS LETTER TO CHILD WIFE.
Teamster Tells Her He's Going to End Life in River.
My Dear Wife and Baby -- I hope these few lines find you both well, and with you good luck. My body you will find at Wabash bridge, with a rock fastened to my neck, so repeat this to mother. A. J. Daily was born December 22, 1883, and committed suicide July 26, 1907. Wife, goodby. Kiss Ray for me and break the news to all. I hate to, but here goes. God be with you. I can't." This letter was received yesterday by Mrs. A. J. Daily, 17 years old, 1718 West Prospect place, from her husband, a teamster, who left her just before the birth of her baby, three weeks ago. The Dailys were married less than a year ago, but since their separation, he has been boarding at Thirteenth and Liberty streets. He visited his wife and baby last Friday, and at the time said nothing of contemplating suicide.
The police believe that Daily contemplated leaving the city, and wrote the letter to his wife as a ruse to throw them off his track.Labels: Liberty street, marriage, Suicide January 11, 1907
WAS UNDER SPELL.
GIRL, CHARGED WITH THEFT, MAKES THIS EXPLANATION. UNABLE TO CONTROL ACTIONS.
COMPLETELY IN FORTUNETELLER'S GRASP, SHE ASSERTS.
Maggie Paul Says Clothes She is Alleged to Have Stolen Were
Given to Her -- Mrs. Moran, Medium, Tells a Different Story.
Miss Maggie Paul, the 18-year old daughter of J. J. Paul, saloonkeeper at Eighteenth and Charlotte streets, was arraigned before Justice Miller yesterday charged by Mrs. D. J. Moran, a fortune teller at 815 East Fifteenth street, with taking $91.75 worth of wearing apparel. She pleaded not guilty and her bond was fixed at $500. She was held over night in the matron's room at police headquarters and expects to give bond today.
Miss Paul said she had lived at Mrs. Moran's and played the piano during what she terms a "spirit fortune telling stunt supposed to be presided over by a defunct Indian chief, one 'White Coon.' " She also says that, had she married John Moran, the 24-year-old son of the fortune teller, she would have had none of her present troubles.
"She has been trying for a long time to get me to marry her son," said Miss Paul last night. "I went to a dance Christmas eve at 910 Campbell street with Mrs. Moran's daughter. When I got to thinking of that marrying business it was all so repulsive to me that I ran away and went to the house of a friend at 1214 East Eight street.
"When I am around where that woman is she casts a kind of spell over me and I can't but obey her every wish. It took all my courage to make up my mind to run away from it all. I got tired of playing for a lot of fake fortune telling business anyway. Often I have seen a person with money come to the seance and heard one of the Morans say: 'Trim that sucker. Don't let him get away. Make arrangements for a private seance for he's got real money.' It was all so false and shammy to one who knew and I didn't want to marry John Moran anyway."
Mrs. J. J. Paul, Maggie's mother, and George Brown, to whose house she went when she ran away from the 'White Coon' seances, went to police headquarters last night to see her daughter.
"This is all a trumped up charge which cannot be proved," said the mother. "That woman has had a hypnotic spell over my daughter for two years. We used to live in Midland court on East Sixteenth street and Mrs. Moran lived just across the street. Maggie got to going there and right then the trouble began. Maggie was made to believe that I was killing her with slow poison and she was afraid of me. Didn't I go to Mrs. Moran's house where she had Maggie locked up in the cellar and make her give her up?
"The girl fears that woman right now. You can see it. All this has been done because she ran away when engaged to John Moran. And I don't blame her for that or leaving those Indian 'White Coon' seances, either."
Miss Paul said that a sealskin cloak, valued at $50, which she is charged with taking, was stolen from the cloak room at the dance hall at 910 Campbell three weeks ago when Miss Moran was along. A skirt, valued in the complaint at $17, she was wearing yesterday. She said it cost $3.50 and was given to her by Mrs. Moran and would fit no one else in the family. In fact, she claims that all the missing clothing but the cloak was either given her previous to or at Christmas.
Miss Paul was arrested by Detective William Bates yesterday afternoon at the home of a friend at Eight street and Forest avenue. She said she had left the Brown home because she heard Mrs. Moran had found out where she was, and she was afraid she would "look at me that way again, and then I would have to go back and do anything asked -- perhaps marry John."
The girl who is afraid of the woman who gives seances controlled by the ancient Indian spirit, "White Coon," has blue eyes, blonde hair, and is petite and pretty.
Said Mrs. Moran, when asked about Miss Paul:
"On Christmas night she wore my sealskin coat to a Yoeman's ball at 910 Campbell street. She came home without the coat, and said it had been stolen. New Year's night she put on $42.25 worth of our silk clothes, jewelry and a hat and went to another Yeoman's ball with Mamie. That time she got lost from Mamie and we just found her today living at 1214 East Eighth street with the same Mrs. Brown who had her arrested the time we paid her fine. We've heard that the sealskin jacket was thrown from the window to someone and wasn't stolen. We stuck to her, even when her mother was going to have us arrested for harboring her. We thought her parents were hard on her. They have a divorce case on trial tomorrow."
"Did Miss Paul assist in your seances?"
"Oh, she sat in them," explained Mrs. Moran's husband, "but she didn't help earn any of the clothes."
Labels: Campbell street, Charlotte street, clothing, con artist, crime, detectives, Eighteenth street, Eighth street, Fifteenth street, Forest avenue, marriage, Native Americans, police, police headquarters, Sixteenth street January 5, 1907
FREEDOM IF HE WEDS.
Edward Taylor, Fiance of "Girl Burglar," Released on Condition
On the condition that he use a marriage license which he had secured and marry Miss Cassie Pope, Edward W. Taylor, fined $100 in police court yesterday for vagrancy, was given a stay on the fine. He had to promise to leave the city.
Cassie Pope was arrested about a year ago in company with a man named Phillips. She confessed that together they had robbed at least a dozen houses here in the city. A great deal of the stolen property was recovered and Phillips sent to the penitentiary.
Taylor and Miss Pope met at the home of the former's sister two weeks ago. They planned marriage and Thursday the sicense was secured. The police arrested Taylor on suspicion, however, and he was yesterday convicted of vagrancy. He has been working as a railroad check clerk.Labels: crime, marriage, penitentiary, police court, railroad, vagrancy |
