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May 23, 2025 ~ SOLD THE FEDERAL BUILDING.

May 23, 2025
SOLD THE FEDERAL BUILDING.

Then Man Taking Siesta was Peeved When "Cop" Woke Him Up.

Two men lounging at Ninth street and Benton boulevard, one on a park bench and the other stretched full lenght on the grass, attracted the attention of Patrolmen Bart Casey and James Orford yesterday evening. They awakened the man on the ground. He became talkative at once.

"I don't see why you should disturb me," he complained. "I have just sold the federal building. Here," he said, displaying $50 in bills, "is the money." The patrolmen looked further and found four pawn tickets for six watches.

They took the men to police headquarters, where they were booked for investigation. They gave their names as Arch Faulkner and Thomas Shelton. Faulkner had the money and pawn tickets and a bottle of morphine. Shelton had a long, keen-bladed knife.

Neither would explain how Faulkner came to have the watches, but admitted having been together much before the siesta.

May 20, 2025 ~ CAUGHT ON A FIRE ESCAPE.

May 20, 2025
CAUGHT ON A FIRE ESCAPE.

Man With Skeleton Keys and Flashlight Said He Was Seeking Friend.

As Patrolmen Thornton and Devers passed the Lorraine hotel, 1614 Broadway, at 12:30 this morning, they saw a man standing on the second landing of the fire escape, which extends outside the building. the patrolmen thought this odd and to make sure, arrested the man. He gave his name as C. W. Rice and said that he was looking for a friend, who had a room in the hotel. A bunch of skeleton keys and a flashlight were found in the pockets of the prisoner.

May 19, 2025 ~ COPS IN NEW "DUDS" MAY 25.

May 19, 2025
COPS IN NEW "DUDS" MAY 25.

Chief Hammil Issues "Easter" Order for the Force.

Chief Hammil has grown tired of waiting for the weather to turn warm and yesterday issued an order to the police to blossom forth in their new summer uniforms on May 25, regardless of temperature. If the chill breezes still prevail, so much the worse for the "finest."

Those policemen who had been slow about giving the order for their new clothes yesterday rushed to the tailor in order that they may be ready on Tuesday, which will be the force's "Easter."

May 18, 2025 ~ "BLACK MIKE" GETS 12 YEAR SENTENCE.

May 18, 2025
"BLACK MIKE" GETS 12 YEAR SENTENCE.

Leader of Gang, Convicted of Holdup, Is Known as Bad Man.

A jury in the criminal court brought in a verdict last night sentencing "Black Mike" McGovern to twelve years for highway robbery in the holding up of the of Herman Allman's saloon, 2515 East Fifteenth street, on the night of December 29 last. For the same offense, John F. Lanza, a member of "Black Mike's" gang was sentenced last week to fifteen years. There remains to be tried on the same charge Tom Bosco, an associate of the two convicted men.

"Black Mike" has not been in Kansas City long. But in the short time he has created a decided impression among the police that he is a dangerous character. when arrested he shot four times at Police Captain Ennis, and on the witness stand yesterday it was testified that he said after the shooting: "If the smoke of the officer's gun hadn't blinded me I would have got my man."

After getting away from the policemen into an alley he was brought out of a basement by Policeman Doarn and it was found he had thrown away his overcoat and pistol in the basement. It was also testified that McGovern, who has several aliases, was the leader in a plot to break out of jail two weeks ago. A bar was found sawed almost in two in his cell.

McGovern still faced a charge in the killing of Arch Tirado in a quarrel over a woman. He is the type of young man who wins friends easily in his chosen class of associates and he is known in the late-hour restaurants as an utterly fearless character. Testimony yesterday showed that he rented a house near Forty-sixth street and Agnes avenue at the time of the Allman holdup and that he ordered the car driven to this house on that night.

May 15, 2025 ~ BOMB PLOT IS SUSPECTED.

May 15, 2025
BOMB PLOT IS SUSPECTED.

Man Who Got Black Hand Threats Discovers Battery "Plant."

When Frank Barbero, an Italian saloon keeper, saw a man concealing a box at the foot of a tree near his place last night, he recalled several Black Hand letters he recently received and notified the police.

Patrolman Patrick Conlon found the box contained a dry cell battery with connections and a switch. It is believed a bomb later was to be placed under the saloon and wires laid to the box.

May 13, 2025 ~ VICE IS "HIDING OUT."

May 13, 2025
VICE IS "HIDING OUT."

Police Crusades Against Resorts Brings Very Few Arrests.

The underworld has kept out of the way of raiding squads since Chief R. W. Hammill began his crusade against vice, and recent night raids have not been very successful. Immoral resorts, the police say, have temporarily quieted down.

The vice squad, under Sergeant Michael Cassidy, made two raids yesterday afternoon, one at 706 Wyandotte street, and one at 907 Wyandotte street. Two women and four girls were booked on vagrancy charges and later released.

April 15, 2025 ~ TAKES "COP" TO HOLDOVER.

April 15, 2025
TAKES "COP" TO HOLDOVER.

Laborer Then Is Held Because of Abuse Story Told by Wife.

Leo Kasilla, a laborer, 14 South Seventh street, took a peculiar method of getting to jail early yesterday morning. He "arrested" Charles Little, a police sergeant, whom he took for a burglar. The sergeant permitted Kasilla to lead him to police headquarters. There Kasilla was booked and kept the remainder of the night.

Kasilla's arrest was preceded by a stormy session in his home. He is alleged to have driven his wife from the ho use and then to have informed the police that an insane woman was parading the street near his home. Police who investigated, found Mrs. Kasilla with her two young children. They were taken to the headquarters where the woman said she was sane but had left home because her husband had threatened her. She and the children were released and Sergeant Little followed them. He entered the house and stepped behind a door before Kasilla saw him. Later Kasilla discovered Little and accused him of being a burglar.

"I'll just take you to the police station," Kasilla said. Little consented.

April 10, 2025 ~ WOMEN AWAKENED BY WAIL OF BABY. ~Hour-Old Infant Is Found Between Houses on Benton Boulevard.

April 10, 2025
WOMEN AWAKENED BY WAIL OF BABY.

Hour-Old Infant Is Found Between Houses on Benton Boulevard.

A low, quavering wail early yesterday morning awoke Mrs. A. W. Buford, 903 Benton boulevard. She listened and decided that her ears had not deceived her. There was no baby in the apartment house, but still the wail continued. She knocked at the door of Mrs. Anna E. Smith. Mrs. Smith listened, too. There wasn't any question about the wail. It came from a very young baby.

The two women went downstairs. Armed with a lighted candle and a grate poker, they went out on to the front porch. They listened some more. They followed the sound around the corner of the house. Fifty feet back from the street in the 15-foot areaway between the houses at 903 and 906 Benton boulevard they found a new-born infant boy, unclothed, shivering and wailing plaintively.

The women called police headquarters. The call was answered by two big, blue-coated patrolmen, Tom Lewis and A. G. Mitchell. When it came to a matter of caring for an hour-old, undressed, wailing infant they were more at a loss than the infant's original discoverers.

"We ought to give it some milk," Lewis suggested.

"It looks to me like it needs clothes more than anything else," Mitchell said, "but I don't see where we are going to get any at this time of night that will fit it."

Mrs. Buford and Mrs. Smith said baby clothes don't have to fit and provided plenty of nice warm wraps. The policemen decided to take the baby to Mercy hospital, where there are nurses who know just what to do in such cases. The baby has dark h air and blue eyes. At the hospital it quickly gained strength and seemed to be perfectly sound and healthy.

Mrs. Buford reported to the police later that while she and Mrs. Smith were tracing the sound of the wails and were taking the child into the house they noticed a man loitering on the street outside. When they went in the house the man got on a street car and left. They thought he seemed to be watching to see what disposition was made of the child. The man was tall and slender and appeared to be about 30 years old. It is thought that the child must have been born a short distance of the place where it was found, and that the man may have waited to see that it was cared for by someone nearby. There is absolutely no clue upon which the police can work.

April 4, 2025 ~ "WE WILL WIN" IS WATCHWORD TODAY.

April 4, 2025
 
"WE WILL WIN" IS WATCHWORD TODAY.

Both Sides in Mayorality Fight Work Hard to Last Minute.

EDWARDS IS FAVORITE.

Betting Odds on Republican Candidate Continue Good.

ELECTION DAY WEATHER.
Cloudy and unsettled weather is the prediction for Kansas City for today, as indicated in the official forecast of Colonel P. Connor. There will not be much change in temperature.

The campaign closed last night with Republican and Democratic meetings in nearly every ward of the city. Both sides put forward their most capable and energetic speakers who carried the final message to the voters. All of the meetings were largely attended and the greatest of enthusiasm prevailed. The issues of the campaign were set forth as viewed by the respective sides, and there was a repetition by both sides of the personalities which have figured so prominently in the last ten days. Charges and counter chargers were handed out without any attempt at restraint, and the audiences seemed to like it.

This campaign will go down in history as one of the most vituperative in many years.

"We will win," was the belief confid3ently expressed last night at the headquarters of the two political parties, but both refused to give out figures or furnish facts on which their confidence was based.

BETTING FAVORS EDWARDS.

If the betting on the result is to be taken as a criterion Edwards will win. He has been the favorite among speculators from the very outset, and there has been but little deviation in the odds. Mr. Edwards has ruled favorite right along at $100 to $80, and yesterday bets were recorded of $100 to $60 and $100 to $70 that he would win.

The prevalent odds at the leading pool rooms on Delaware street yesterday was $100 to $80, and although $10,000 was wagered at these odds, it did not in any wise reduce the ratio and at midnight the friends of Edwards were still on hand with money.

The ill-feeling engendered during the campaign may be carried to the polls today, with the consequent results of fighting and rioting. The First, Second and Fifth wards are calculated to furnish deeds of violence on account of the intense feeling against "Tom" Pendergast and his goat family, who are openly opposing the election of Jost.

In these three wards Pendergast is a power and up the the present election he never knew any opposition. But today he will have plenty of it, as Denny Costello, a former lieutenant of the "big boss," is heading the Jost supporters in the three North side wards, and is out for alderman against Pendergast's mainstay, John. P. O'Neill, for alderman in the First.

COSTELLO IS CONFIDENT.


Costello was confident last night that he would defeat O'Neill, and prevent Pendergast from carrying the First ward for Edwards.

The responsibility of wresting the Second ward from Jost has been checked up to Miles Bulger, who is running for alderman on a self-styled Home Rule ticket. The Democrats were maintaining last night that Jost will carry the Second ward by a reduced majority, and that Bulger will be kept busy if he pulls through for alderman.

Rumors were astir last night that the Pendergast faction had imported a lot of gun men from Chicago to intimidate First ward Jost men today, but the report was laughed away by those who are cognizant of the physical prowess of the Pendergast followers.

NO MARSHALS AT THE POLLS.


A report was circulated yesterday afternoon that County Marshall Martin Crowe had ordered deputy marshals to the polls today. This was emphatically denied by J. W. Scoville, deputy at the marshal's office last night. Chief Deputy harry Hoffman, also said no orders of the kind had been issued.

Marshal Crowe, who is at St. Joseph's hospital, has issued no orders whatever for several days.

POLICE GET INSTRUCTIONS


Special Order No. 279, issued day before yesterday to the police of all stations, cautions that commanding officers and the men under them in charge of the voting precincts at the city election will be held "personally responsible for the orderly quiet and fair conduct of the election."

The order warns against allowing "any intimidating, harassing, bulldozing or bribing of voters," besides allowing officers to protect challengers in the discharge of their duty. As usual, no deviation from the rule that "all persons arrested for election offenses must be sent to police headquarters as soon as the arrest is made."

Accompany these instructions is special order No. 284, in which commanding officers are charged with seeing that all saloons in their districts shall be closed and kept closed from 12 o'clock today until midnight tonight.

WOMEN WILL BE ON DUTY IN THE SIXTH

Twenty-five women workers representing the Women's Honest Election League will be on duty in the Sixth ward today during the hours of the election. That there will not be more women on the lookout for illegal voting and for violations of the election laws is due to a lack of interest displayed by the women, according to Mrs. C. F. Neal, president of the league.

Final preparations for their work at the polls today were made at a meeting of the league yesterday at the Hotel Muehlebach. Only a few women were present, the small number evidently being a great disappointment to the women who have been most active in working for clean elections.

We find that the election officials have been very lax in their duties," said Mrs. Neal yesterday. "Evidently they have made little effort to ascertain if the names on the poll books are bona fide ones. We have been able to poll only the Sixth ward, and not all of that, and a small part of the Sixteenth, but have found many gross violations of the law."

Mrs. Neal displayed a list of seventy-two names taken from the registry books of the Sixth ward which she declared were fictitious and not qualified to cast ballots today.

"Out of a total of 320 names," declared Mrs. Neal, "we found these seventy-two fraudulent ones. Some are registered from numbers where there are no houses whatever; some are of persons dead; some have moved from the city, and some could not be located at all. If we had been able to poll the other wards of the city we are confident that we would have found many times this number of illegal names on the list.

"Because of the lack of interested displayed by the women in making this election a clean one, we will have but twenty-five women watchers at the polls tomorrow. These all will be in the Sixth ward and will challenge any person who attempts to vote under any of the names on this list of the seventy-two.

As far as police protection is concerned for the women who will be at the voting places tomorrow, we do not need any. Each woman worker will be properly provided with credentials, and we anticipate no trouble whatever. Mrs. Jesse James will have charge of the women workers tomorrow."

April 4, 2025 PATROLMAN'S HOME ROBBED.

April 4, 2025
PATROLMAN'S HOME ROBBED.


Burglar Takes Jewelry Valued at $150, but Leaves Package.


While Edwin R. Niles, a patrolman, was on duty Sunday night, and his family at a motion picture show, a burglar entered his home at 2309 Montgall avenue and stole jewelry valued at $150.

The finding of a package containing boys' clothing, a flash light, and a kodak indicate that the same person had previously robbed another home and that he was frightened away from the residence, leaving the articles behind. He gained admittance by a pass key.

INVASION FROM KANSAS. ~ Boys Rush by Collector on Viaduct but Police Intercepted Them.

February 6, 2026
INVASION FROM KANSAS.

Boys Rush by Collector on Viaduct
but Police Intercepted Them.

Lieutenant Kennedy of station No. 2 and his flying squad, consisting of Officers Scanlon and Hogan, repelled an invasion from Kansas City, Kas., by way of the Intercity viaduct about 9:30 o'clock last night. A report was received at the station that over 100 men had rushed past the toll collector of the Kansas end of the viaduct without stopping to pay the customary toll and the flying squad was sent to the Missouri end of the structure to intercept the invaders. Although greatly outnumbered the Kennedy forces allowed only four or five of their adversaries to negotiate a getaway into Missouri without payment of toll . The crowd was made up entirely of boys bent on a charivari.

PATRONYMICS OF THE GREAT. ~ Sly Attempt of Wrongdoers to Enlist Official Sympathy.

February 4, 2026
PATRONYMICS OF THE GREAT.

Sly Attempt of Wrongdoers to En-
list Official Sympathy.

"Did it ever occur to you," asked Inspector Edward P. Boyle last night, "how many men when arrested will take the name of the chief of police, the police judge or some other official with whom they have to come in contact? They hope to gain sympathy by that ruse. We got a man yesterday for horse stealing, and, by gosh, he gave the name of Edward P. Boyle, my full name. He is in the county jail now under my name, but when we looked him up in the National Bureau of Identification, we find that he has a goodly supply of names."

"Boyle" was arrested by L. C. Barber, a motorcycle policeman, on complaint of of the Kirby Transfer Company, Missouri and Grand avenues. It appears that he rented a horse and wagon from Kirby to do a huckster business and disposed of the rig.

"Boyle's" picture is in the book sent out by the National Bureau of Identification at Washington. He appears there under the name of James J. O'Neil, which, bu the way, is the name of a former chief of police of Chicago. He also bears the names of Edward Riley and Edward Connors, the last being believed by the police to be his. He has done time in the Rochester, N. Y., Industrial school, the Elmira, N. Y., reformatory, and two years in the Auburn, N. Y., penitentiary. He was five years in Elmira. The man of many "police" names also has done short terms elsewhere.

When Hugh C. Brady was police judge there hardly was a week that some bum did not give the name of "Hugh Brady, sir, yer honor."

HE ONCE BUILT HOUSES HERE. ~ But Now George O. Purdy Is Chief of Police in East St. Louis.

January 29, 2026
HE ONCE BUILT HOUSES HERE.

But Now George O. Purdy Is Chief
of Police in East St. Louis.

George O. Purdy, chief of police of East St. Louis, Ill., for the past eight years, whose department has the record of capturing a greater percentage of malefactors than any other police department in the country, arrived at the Savoy hotel last night. It was Chief Purdy who adopted the system of putting practically all of his policemen in plain clothes and sending them out in the shape of a dragnet whenever a crime was committed, and he has advocated this plan at every meeting of the International Association of Chiefs of Police, of which he is a member of the executive committee representing Illinois.

Twenty-three years ago Chief Purdy was a Kansas City contractor. He laid the foundation and the first story of the old Missouri, Kansas and Texas Trust Company building, the first of the Stilwell propositions in this section.

"Kansas City is destined to be the coming inland city," said Chief of Police Purdy last night. "It may take a few years, but she has the advantages and just look at the territory that is dependent on this city for supplies. A score or more years ago the wildest dreamer of the then boom days of this city could not have predicted the advances it has made. It is wonderful. There is a hustle and a bustle about this city that does not exist in other cities in this country and although I am across the river from St. Louis I will say that unless St. Louis gets a move on itself and that in a hurry, Kansas City will soon leave it behind."

3 KILLED, 3 HURT WHEN AUTO SKIDS OVER CLIFF DRIVE. ~ MACHINE DROPS EIGHTY FEET AND IS DEMOLISHED ON ROCKS.

January 25, 2026
3 KILLED, 3 HURT
WHEN AUTO SKIDS
OVER CLIFF DRIVE.

MACHINE DROPS EIGHTY FEET
AND IS DEMOLISHED
ON ROCKS.

John Mahoney and Wife and
Thomas McGuire the
Victims.
Wrecked Automobile Plunged Over Cliff Drive.
WRECKED AUTO WHICH PLUNGED OVER EMBANKMENT ON CLIFF DRIVE, KILLING THREE.

Three persons were killed and three, who by a miraculous streak of providence escaped death, were injured yesterday afternoon when a large automobile plunged over an eighty-foot embankment on the Cliff drive, at Scarritt's Point. The dead:

John Mahoney, aged 51, grading contractor, 616 North Seventh street, Kansas City, Kas.
Mrs. John Mahoney, aged 46 years.
Thomas McGuire, 50, a foreman for Mr. Mahoney; resided at 53 South Forest avenue, Kansas City, Kas. Father of six children.

THE INJURED.

John O'Connor, 42 years old, of Fifty-first street and Swope parkway.
Miss Nellie Mahoney, 19 years old, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. John Mahoney.
Lillian, 6-year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. John Mahoney.

The O'Connors also have two other children, John, age 8, and Anna, age 13, who were in school at the time of the fatal crash which claimed their parents.

The accident is ascribed to a slippery condition of the driveway, water which trickled from the cliff having frozen. The machine, in rounding the curve at Scarritt's point, evidently skidded on the ice toward the precipice at the outer edge of the drive. Mahoney, who was the contractor that had charge of the grading work on this scenic drive, was driving the car. He evidently tried to steer it toward the cliff, with the result that t he heavy rear end of the car was thrown completely around, the rear wheels crashing through a fence and over the abyss.

FORTY-FOOT DROP.

At the point where the machine went over the cliff there is a sheer descent of probably forty feet, with probably forty feet more of steep hillside ending in an accumulation of boulders. Tracks in the roadway showed where the rear wheels of the car had backed over the precipice and the entire car was precipitated upon the rocks below, alighting on its side and crushing two of the victims. The others either landed on the rocks or were caught in the wreckage.

The scene of the accident is just above and a little to the southeast of the Heim brewery and the men who witnessed the tragedy, or who were attracted by the piteous cries of the victims, rushed to the place and gave first aid to the injured. Police from No. 8 station, who were notified, carried the injured down the cliff, which owing to the slippery condition of the ground, is almost impassable even for pedestrians, placed them in the police ambulance and hurried them to hospitals. The dead were removed later to undertaking establishments, the bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Mahoney being taken to the Leo J. Stewart parlors and that of Mr. McGuire to Carroll-Davidson's.

BODIES UNDER CAR.

The scene following the tragedy was a sickening and pitiable one. the first persons to arrive found pinioned under the wreckage of the big motor car the mangled bodies of Mr. Mahoney, Mr. McGuire, Mr. O'Connor and the two girls. Mrs. Mahoney lay on the rocks at the rear of the machine unconscious, but still alive. She expired within ten minutes. Mr. Mahoney and Mr. McGuire were killed outright evidently.

The younger daughter of the Mahoneys still grasped a doll which she had carried in her arms in the machine and, gazing upon the forms of her parents as they lay still puon the frozen ground she cried piteously:

"I want my papa, I want my mamma."

It was with difficulty that she was induced to leave the spot and her childish grief brought tears to the eyes of every bystander. Miss Mahoney was dazed badly. She talked little, though seeming to partially realize what had happened, and just before she was placed in the police ambulance she was prostrated. Mr. O'Connor also was dazed, though he walked about and declared he was not hurt.

TWO SEE ACCIDENT.

Daniel Ferhnback, 19 years old, of 28 Bigelow street, just below Scarritt's Point, with Thomas Nelligan, 10 years old, were eye-witnesses to the accident. Ferhnback was chopping wood in his yard and the Nelligan boy was with him when they glanced up and saw the machine go over the brink of the hill.

"It was terrible," said Ferhnback. "The rear end went over first and the whole thing fell down into the hollow. It was done so quickly I hardly knew what had happened, but it seemed to me that the machine partly turned over. The noise sounded like a bunch of sewer pipe falling and hitting something."

For a moment, Ferhnback said, he scarcely knew what to do. Then he heard a cry, "O, God! O, God! " It was Mr. O'Connor pinioned under the car.

Ferhnback and his boy companion at once started up the hill but Nelligan, being more nimble, arrived at the top first. The boy took one look at the mass of twisted iron and wood and at the blood covered bodies under and about the machine and he ran back the winding path to where Ferhnback was hurrying up.

"It's awful," said the boy, covering his face with his hands as if to shut out the sight.

CRASH IS HEARD.

About the time that Ferhnback and Nelligan were horrified to see the machine plunge over the cliff, M. G. Givson, of 2026 Charlotte street, was walking along the Chicago & Alton tracks, far below the Cliff drive. He hears a crash but paid no attention to it and was startled by the screams of a woman, evidently one of the Mahoney sisters. He also rushed up the hill, arriving about the time that Ferhnback reached the top.

Mr. Gibson picked up the little Mahoney child and bandaged her head with handkerchiefs. Mrs. Mahoney lay free of the car, and Mr. Gibson said that she still breathed when he arrived. He took one of the cushions which had been hurled from the automobile and placed it under the woman's head, but within ten minutes she was dead.

Miss Nellie Mahoney was carried to one side by the two men, who made her as comfortable as possible. Mr. O'Connor lay with one leg pinioned under a rear wheel of the car, a short distance from the body of Mrs. Mahoney. Mr. Gibson and Mr. Ferhnback managed to lift the rear portion of the car enough to extricate the man and Mr. O'Connor immediately got up and walked about, declaring that he had no pain and that he was all right.

POLICE NOTIFIED.

The accident happened at 3:15 o'clock. It was not so very many minutes later that Mr. Gibson, having done everything he could to help the injured, ran to No. 8 police station, 3001 Guinotte street. Sergeant Edward McNamara, Patrolman Gus Metzinger and Motorcycleman George A. Lyon responded at once. They were joined later by Park Policeman W. F. Beabout and the police carried the two Mahoney girls and assisted Mr. O'Connor down the cliff to the ambulance.

Coroner B. H. Zwart went in peerson to view the bodies, and he summoned undertakers. It was 5 o'clock before the bodies finally were removed, the conditions in the vicinity of the scene of the horror making it difficult to carry the bodies out.

Even the coroner, accustomed as he is to such things, was moved at the horror of the scene. Mr. Mahoney lay crushed under the car and a piece of the spokes of the machine was found to have penetrated his adbomen.

The Point, which is the highest on the Cliff drive, lies under the shadow of the north side of the cliff. the sun does not strike there, save during a small portion of the day, and water which runs down the hill is frozen, as it trickles across the roadway, into a mass of treacherous ice, making it difficult for motor cars without ice clutches to round the curve at that point without skidding.

Mr. Mahoney, who was driving the machine, sat in the front seat with Mr. McGuire, and the others sat in the rear seat. The car was a seven-passenger Pierce-Arrow. The tracks in the driveway show that the machine came round the curve well within the middle of the roadway and away from the precipice. It is probable that Mahoney had noticed the slippery condition of the pavement and purposely kept away from the brink.

When the fatal stretch of ice was reached, however, the auto was shown to have skidded greatly toward the chasm and the theory is that Mahoney, in order to avoid the very thing which happened, headed his car toward the inside of the road. If he did, he miscalculated terribly, for this swung the heavy rear of the car around over the edge of the cliff and the ill-fated occupants were hurled down up the rocks. The wooden fence, through wh ich the auto smashed, was erected as a warning to daring motorists. It went out as if made of egg shell.

That the machine did not take fire and add to the horror is believed to have been due to a final effort of Mr. Mahoney. the engine was found to have been shut down entirely, and it is believed that Mr. Mahoney automatically pulled his lever as the machine shot backward over the precipice.

At the emergency hospital, whither the two Mahoney girls and Mr. O'Connor were removed, it was stated last evening that Mr. O'Connor's case is the least serious of any of the injured. He sustained a wound on the back of his head and some bruises. He probably will recover.

After being removed to the hospital, little Lillian Mahoney lapsed into a coma and Miss Nellie Mahoney became hysterical. It was stated that neither of the girls knew that their parents are dead. It was feared neither could stand the shock.

The condition of both the girls is regarded as serious. Miss Nellie sustained a dislocation of one of the shoulders, a fracture of the right arm and bruises about the body.

The younger girl received a bad cut about the back of the head and bruises about the body. Both girls are suffering terribly from nervous shock, and this is what makes their cases so grave.

It was said at St. Margaret's hospital at midnight that Lillian Mahoney is probably fatally injured. The child is under the effects of opiates. It is belived her skull is fractured.

BUILT THE DRIVEWAY.

Mr. Mahoney executed the grading work on the very driveway where he, with his wife, met death. It is said that he was familiar with every foot of the ground along the roadway and that because of the pride which he took in the work he particularly liked taking a spin in his machine along the course.

John Mahoney, One of the Victims of the Cliff Drive Motor Car Accident.
JOHN MAHONEY.

The ill-fated machine was purchased by Mr. Mahoney from the estate of Mrs. Mary S. Dickerson, who died. It is said that Mr. Mahoney paid $3,500 for the car.

FRIENDS SHOW SYMPATHY.

A telegram telling of the death of Mr. Mahoney was dispatched late last night to his old schoolmate and business partner, Justice Michael Ross, who is now visiting in Jacksonville, Fla. Mrs. Ross went to the residence of the dead contractor last night and arranged to take charge of the children.

"My husband and Mr. mahoney were lifelong friends. I know if Michael were here he would want me to take care of the children and and give them a temporary or even a permanent home," Mrs. Ross said.

Annie and Johnny Mahoney heard about the catastrophe at 4:30 o'clock in the afternoon. They were overwhelmed with grief.

CHILD PREDICTED ACCIDENT.

"Oh, I told papa not to buy that auto. I told him all along it would lead to some accident," sobbed the girl.

The boy, four years younger, soon quieted himself and began to assure his sister. The children were taken last night to the Ross home, where they may stay permanently.

PENSION FOR POLICE. ~ Kansas City, St. Joseph and St. Louis Department Officials In Conference Here.

January 24, 2026
PENSION FOR POLICE.

Kansas City, St. Joseph and St.
Louis Department Officials
In Conference Here.

Police officials from St. Louis and St. Joseph were in conference with Captains John J. Casey and John J. Ennis of the Kansas City department at police headquarters yesterday afternoon to formulate plans for the passage of a police pension fund bill through the state legislature.

The meeting was held in the private office of Commissioner Ralph B. Middlebrook, the commissioner himself being present. No definite line of action was decided upon. The rough draft of the bill already formulated requests that all cities in the state of Missouri with a population of 100,000 be allowed to set apart a percentage of their yearly income for the maintenance of a pension fund for the support of police officers, who, by reason of illness or injuries, may be incapacitated. Commissioner Middlebrook stated that he thought that it was a humane idea and worthy of success.

The visiting officers are Inspector Major Richardson McDonald, Lieutenant T. J. Donegan and Sergeant James Healey of St. Louis, and Chief of Police Charles Haskell, Sergeant Martin Shea and Patrolman Joseph O'Brien from St. Joseph. Another meeting will be held this morning.

SHOUTS MURDER IN YIDDISH. ~ Smitzle's Drop Into Salt Barrel Calls Out Police.

January 7, 2026
SHOUTS MURDER IN YIDDISH.

Smitzle's Drop Into Salt Barrel
Calls Out Police.

Charles Smitzle, who sells kosher meat to his co-religionists under the careful supervision of the rabbi in a store at 1603 East Eighteenth street, is undersized, so he stood on a salt barrel last night when he went to light the gas lamp. If he was just short there would never have been a feature to this simple act in a thousand years. However, he is also fat and just as he stood on tiptoe to apply the match to the jet the barrel collapsed.

It happened that Smitzle was alone in his store at the time of the accident, but two of his patrons were in the act of coming in and heard the crash coupled with an exclamation in Yiddish.

"Something has gone wrong with Smitzel," said one of them.

They pushed the door in and saw Smitzel arise out of the debris with a bloody nose. They took note of the wrecked condition of the store and thought they remembered that the word Smitzle had used was "murder." They then rushed out in search of a telephone.

Report that on top of several holdups and assaults that had occured earlier in the day a lone Hebrew was killed by highwaymen in his place of legitimate business produced a sensation in No. 6 police station. Sergeant Michael Halligan immediately dispatched a patrol wagon loaded with officers. When they arrived at the address on Eighteenth street Smitzel had succeeded in lighting the lamp. He had used the meat block and it had held. The blood on his nose and been washed away and the treacherous barrel converted to kindling.

DID NUDE VISITOR BECOME SENATOR? ~ KANSAS CITY DETECTIVE TELLS OF EDITOR-POLITICIAN'S HUNT FOR CRIME.

January 3, 2026
DID NUDE VISITOR
BECOME SENATOR?

KANSAS CITY DETECTIVE TELLS
OF EDITOR-POLITICIAN'S
HUNT FOR CRIME.

Covered With Mud, He Broke
Into Station, but Later
Showed Big Roll.
Detective Joe Halvey Narrates a Tale.
HALVEY SMOKES UP.

Murder was in the air in the detective bureau rooms of Central police station -- murder, along with other things, particularly tobacco smoke. This is said to be the atmosphere of a police secret service department the world over.

It is stronger when there is a story telling contest on and the sweating of a murder suspect in an adjoining room. Detective Joe Halvey had elected to while away the time until the end of the secret conference. His audience consisted of newspaper men, Inspector of Detectives Edward Boyle and Detectives Robert Truman and Dave Oldham.

"It was a late spring night three years ago," said Detective Halvey. "One of those chilly early mornings when reporters love to sit about the 'phone in the lobby and call up instead of going out after their stories," he added, with a ponderous wink.

A SCRIPTURAL WIND.

"It was a very cold night and a wind like the one spoken of in the scriptures was blowing down Missouri avenue."

"What kind of a thing was that scriptural wind?" inquired the reporter.

"I don't see why you intellectual cubs never seem to have had a religious bringing up," scornfully broke in Inspector Boyle, who prides himself in having maintained a Bible in his home since his marriage twenty years ago. "I think it is in Psalms where a March wind is spoken of that blows the straw hat wherever it listeth while many a good man and strong sweareth thereat."

The silence which followed the inspector's quotation was profound. The narrator took advantage of the lull.

"Well, it was getting along toward the second owl car. Michael O'Brien had just brought in a 'drunk' and booked him under the charge of investigation and Pat O'Brien and I were toasting our shins by a warm fire in this same office. I remember every detail, you see, just as though it was yesterday.

YELL AND A SOB.

"Suddenly there came from somewhere on Fifth street near the Helping Hand institute, a blood curdling yell ending in a sort of a sob, as though some man was being choked.

"There were twelve good men in different parts of the station, wherever there was a heating stove, and all jumped at once. There had been a good many holdups during the winter months and of course the first thing we thought was that some villain had made a touch under the eaves of the station. We were not going to stand for that, no sir-e-e-e.

"I was about the first of the officers to reach the big folding doors in the north end of the station. My six shooter was in my hand and there was blood in my eye, I can tell you. If there was something going on I wasn't bound to let the blue uniformed mutts with the brass buttons do the pinch act to the discredit of the detective department.

"Just as I had reached the last step the doors flew open in my face. There was just enough time for action and no time for thought. A lean white streak had started to unwind itself up the stairway when I dropped on it like a thousand bricks.

NAKED, SHIVERING MAN.

" 'Look out below!' I yelled, grabbing it by the neck and bearing it to the linoleum. Then I made a careful analysis. what I was holding was a naked man shivering with the cold and dirtier than any tramp from having been dragged in the mud. 'Great thunder,' said I, 'this must be Adam returned to look after his Eden interests. Who are you, anyway?'


THOUGHT IT WAS ADAM.

"It didn't take much tugging and hauling after I got up off of him to get him in front of the desk sergeant and it took still less time for the entire force to see that he was in the last stages of destitution. He didn't have a finger ring left and his clothing was mud.

" 'What's your name?' the sergeant asked.

" 'You can put me down John Smith,' said 'Adam' with a groan. 'I ain't got any other name, for political reasons. Gentlemen, what I want is clothes, clothes, clothes.'

CLOTHES OBTAINED.

"The nude wonder somehow looked respectable and we could see that he was right about what he wanted. Half a dozen of us took him into the sink room and gave him a bath, while the rest of the shortstops went in search of clothes. He was not a very tall man and very slim, while the officers we had to draw from were all big, so when we got done with dressing him he looked like a Populist of the short grass country the year of the drought.

"I can't help but laugh when I think of him sitting there in the detectives' room with the waist band of the sergeant's extra trousers drawn up under his arm and his feet in shoes the size of four-dollar dictionaries.


LOOKED BETTER CLOTHED.

"But for all his togs he couldn't help but look respectable. Every time he opened his mouth he emitted an idea by the double handful, which was strange considering his appearance when we first saw him. He was no ordinary man, that was a cinch. He was a genius.

ASKS FOR REPORTERS.

"About the time we were settling back into the humdrum of waiting until morning the unknown quantity took a hitch on himself and asked: 'Where are the reporters? Seems like there ought to be one or more around. It isn't time for the second mail edition yet.'

"We told him there was a little reporter named Billings in the room allowed for the use of newspaper men and that he was probably at that moment writing a story of how a naked, insane man had broken into the police station with the intent to murder the captain.

" 'I'll risk it,' he said with a laugh, 'send him to me.'

"We sent for Billings and it was evident that the two would be kindred spirits. The very first thing the stranger said to the reporter was what he refused to tell the sergeant, and that was how he had come to be naked. We had set him down to be a sort of a crank with spells of lucidness who had undressed and run into the station on a bet, but now we knew better.

HELD UP AND ROBBED.

" 'I was held up and robbed because I got into bad company trying to have a good time when I ought to have been decent,' he told Billings. 'I am sure none of this I tell you will get into the papers because I am a fellow newspaper man.

" 'Now what I want is clothes. I haven't got a cent but plenty of credit. I can get $10,000 anywhere when the banks open. I want you to strike some second-hand clothing store where the proprietor sleeps in the rear and get me a complete suit. I'll pay you when pay day comes.'

"Billings did not answer at once, and we could see he was studying hard. He had the money, for it was Saturday, the day he got paid, but he appeared not to like the idea of lending so much on such a short acquaintance. Finally an idea seemed to come to him. He looked sharply at the stranger and asked rather quick: 'What's thirty?' Now 'thirty' is a newspaper term that few people understand, but this one answered in a second, grinning from ear to ear: 'It means to chuck work and go home,' he answered.

REPORTER BUYS SUIT.

"Well, sir, the reporter did just as he said and got a whole outfit for $14.50 and the stranger left at daybreak telling us all to stick around until he could get another and better rig and return.

"In three or four hours he was back. He had on a brand new suit of the best ready-made clothes in town, patent leather shoes and a plug hat. Also he had a roll of $100 bills so large that they wouldn't go into his inside coat pocket without a special effort. He was showing us that he had the credit he had boasted about.

"This time when we saw him he was feeling better toward the world and would talk more about himself, but he wouldn't tell his name, although I have since suspected the reporter knew it. He told us, though, that he was a prominent Missouri editor with aspirations to the United States senate.

"He had been in politics for years with his paper and never wanted anything so bad as that Senate plum. His platform from the start, he said, had been the cleaning up of the state morally.

WANTED TO FIND TRUTH.

" 'I have preached against immorality so much," he explained, 'that I just had to get out and find the truth about the other side. If my political enemies get hold of last night's caper it will be my undoing.'

"After he had gone the reporter looked at me and said: 'Well, we have promised never to mention this and it is safe, I guess. But my! what a story it would be for some newspapers I know.'

"The reporter is out of town now. By the way, Billings wasn't his name, either. I wonder which United States senatorial candidate that was?"

AEROPLANE BOWLS OVER A CONSTABLE. ~ OFFICER GETS IN TRACK OF CURTISS AIRSHIP AND PREVENTS ITS DESTRUCTION.

December 29, 2025
AEROPLANE BOWLS
OVER A CONSTABLE.

OFFICER GETS IN TRACK OF CUR-
TISS AIRSHIP AND PREVENTS
ITS DESTRUCTION.

Grabs Machine and Holds On,
Though Dragged for
Thirty Feet.

The several hundred people who attended the airship exhibition at Overland park yesterday afternoon and were treated to some genuine thrillers, and although Aviator Charles K. Hamilton succeeded in making only two flights in his Curtiss aeroplane, no one could complain because there was not enough excitement.

In his first attempt to fly Hamilton gave a pretty demonstration of the feasibility of the machine for aerial navigation until he tried to land in front of the grandstand. Just as the supporting wheels reached the ground a strong gust of wind caught the planes and despite the fact that the aviator had all the brakes on the machine fairly skidded across the field at a rate of about twenty miles an hour.

SAVES MACHINE; IS HURT.

It seemed inevitable that the aeroplane would crash into the grandstand and accomplish its own complete destruction, but Homer Breyfogle, constable of Johnson county, Kas., was standing near by and before he could get out of the way, the machine struck him and knocked him about fifteen feet. Officer George A. Lyons, a member of the motorcycle squad of the Kansas City police force, rushed to the rescue, but when he grabbed the swiftly moving machine he was hurled into the air and dragged to the ground. However, he "stayed with the ship" and was dragged fully twenty feet before the machine came to a standstill.

With the exception of a few bruises about the limbs, Officer Lyons was uninjured, but Constable Breyfogle sustained a painful cut on his neck and severe bruises on the face. Aviator Hamilton wrenched his foot in an effort to stop the airship.

HARD LUCK AGAIN.

The plane with which Breyfogle collided was so badly damaged that it required an hour to repair it, but at about 5 o'clock Hamilton was again soaring down the field majestically, and for a few seconds it appeared that he was at last to make a record-breaking trip, but after he had t raveled over a mile and was trying to turn for the homeward stretch, the engine suddenly stopped and the machine landed in a snowbank.

"I simply can't conquer that wind," said Hamilton after his last flight. "One can't imagine how strong this wind is until you get a few feet in the air and then it seems to be twice as fierce. It was all I could do just to keep the machine from capsizing just now, because the wind twisted me in every shape in a cyclone fashion. Dangerous business on a day like this, but I always hate to disappoint the crowds, and if there is any flying to be done, I'll do it no matter what kind of weather prevails.

"Aren't there too many trees and hay stacks around here to make aerial travel very safe?" asked a spectator.

HIGH WINDS HIS ENEMY.

"Yes, there isn't hardly enough room on this field, but if the wind would only go down for one day, I'd make some surprising flights. We may get some ideal weather yet. How's that? No, I don't imagine the North Pole district affords any desirable aviation fields. Anyway, we're not going to attempt any emulation of the Dr. Cook stunt. I am heading for sunny California, where I expect to carry off some prizes in the contests to be pulled off next month."

Hamilton will make the usual flights this afternoon at the park, and he promises to avoid any further attempted "assassinations" of police officers.

"BURGLAR" SAVED AS POLICE COME. ~ Guest Mistaken by Roomers for Robber, Imprisoned in Guarded Closet.

December 26, 2025
"BURGLAR" SAVED
AS POLICE COME.

Guest Mistaken by Roomers
for Robber, Imprisoned
in Guarded Closet.

"Come to 912 East Ninth street immediately," came a call late last night to police headquarters. "We've got a burglar locked in a closet."

The patrol wagon made a record run, but when it arrived only a crowd of badly frightened men and women roomers were found. There was no burglar.

"It was just one of the roomers," explained one of the crowd. "A man came out here tonight to visit a friend. He stepped out into the hall to look for a water cooler. The man had been drinking, and in his wandering through the dark halls stepped by mistake into a closet. A roomer, seeing the prowler, slipped up behind him and slammed the closet door."

The cry of "burglars" aroused the roomers. While the men rushed about in search of lodge swords and the women went for hat pins, one of the roomers stood guard with a revolver.

"Come out and I'll shoot," warned the guard in night robe, peering around his fortification, a chimney.

The prisoner took a drink. His courage restored, he shouted, "Help," thinking that he himself was the one being held up.

SOLID PHALANX.

The cohorts of the besiegers were now ranged in solid phalanx in front of the closet. There were all sort and manner of weapons. The men felt the edges of their lodge swords, and the women jabbed at supposed burglars, their forms outlined on the wall. The man with the revolver formed the advance line of attack. The rear was brought up by a boarder with a battle ax, used at a masquerade ball in the '60s.

"Help, burglars," came more audibly from the closet.

The friend in a nearby room was attracted by the noise. He came to the hall armed with a .44, not knowing that his guest was in trouble. He lined up behind the rear guard.

"Help, I'm suffocating," came another cry from the closet, this time more insistent and appealing.

GUARD CALLED OFF.

The roomer recognized the voice as that of his guest. The guard of nightie-clad roomers was called off. The guest with the jag was released.

A clanging of bells was heard in the front of the house. A squad of blue-coats came rushing in at the front door.

"Saved," cried the joyful man, emerging from his prison, mopping his brow.

"Stung," answered the chorus of nighties.

The police returned to headquarters empty-handed.