Daily Greencastle Banner and Times, Greencastle, Putnam County, 9 July 1894 — Page 4

THE BANNER TIMES. GREENCASTLE. INDIANA MONDATf, JULY 1894.

B. F. JOSL.IN Hamlieft the (•rude Brazil HUhk

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And the* TU*f»t PlttKburjrh and Anthracite. Coh yard opposite Vandalia fn'iirht t)lflec*.

FOR RKNT. I.arj;<* two-story (II rooms) fratm* tlwrllinj; hoiiso. 4•oo*l staplo. I><“irabl« location. E. Hi ake. loi-tl

J. R. LEATHERM AN, PHYSICIAN : AND : SUR EON, Kooiiih 2, d, 4 and 5, Allen Block,

By CHARLES B. LEWIS M. QUA.D1. ((’op>rit(ht. 1SW, by diaries B. I^wl».l For np-ward of Ifi years the corner of Bronson and George streets was occupied by a two story building used as a wholesale litjuor store. The name of ‘‘Martin Swift" was im the sign over the door, but of the thonsanfls who daily passed the place not one in a thousand ever saw his face or had any idea what manner of man he was. There are certain buildings which repel you, ju -t as there are certain people. This building was one of the sort. It was dingy, unclean and out of pWe among its betters. As a newspaper man 1 passed it twice* a day for nine years

GREENCASTLE,

INDIANA

Special Attention Given to Diseases of Women and cliilili'en.

CITY DIRECTORY. (TTY OFFICERS. Mayor. Charles H. Case Treasurer I'ratik L. Landes Clerk James M Hurley Marshall William K. Stan Engineer Arthur Throop Attorney Thomas T. Moore Sis 1 . Hoard of Health - ..•Eugene Hawkins M. I) Cornell. If BN. 1st Ward... Thomas Abrams. J I. Handel •Jnd Edmund I’erklns. James Ilrldgu* :frd ” John Klley. John R. Miller Street Commissioner J. D. Cutler Kin- Chief Goo. B. Cooper A. Broekwav. ) Mrs. Mary Birch, School Trustees It E. A inters* to. I K. A. 1 tgg. Superintendent of city schools. FOREST HIM. CKMKTKKY HOARD OF DIRECT-

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J.S. McClary Pres John I .Browning V Prea J. K. I.angih>n 8oc H.S. Rimlck Treas James ttaggy .Supt K. E. Black. A. O. tankridgt Meeting tlrst Wednesday night each month at J.S. MoChiry's office. SECRET SOCIETIES. I. o. O. E. OREEMCASTLB LODI*E NO HP*. V. . /. Hillis N L. M Hanna... Sec Meeting nights, every Wi-dncsday. Hall, in

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0HKENCA8TLE ENCAMPMENT NO. 59. John Cook ' P Chas. H Meikel ScHImj First and thifd Thursdays. hk.k ntvr. i.oiair. no. 106. i>. a. Mrs. K. T. Chaffee N. G l>. E. Badger. See Meeting nights. • very 2nd and 4th Monday of inch month. Hall in uentral Nat. Hank building, lird floor. OHKKNf ASTI.K lAlDOB -M28 O. U. I). of o. F. Wm.MirtivM.il] N.G H. I.. Bryan ,.,P. 8 Meets tirst and third Mondays.

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MINERVA i IIA l*T Eft, NO IS. I). E S. M r«. Hickson w. ni Mrs. Hr. Hawkins.. See First Wednesday night of eaeli mouth. OKEENC ASTI.K.CH AFTKR. No 22. H. A. M. H. S.Renlok H.i* H . >. Beals ■ S«! Sect mil Wednesday night of each iiunith. TEMPLE tillltOE NI). 47, F. AND A. M. lesse Hlemirdson....... W. M H.S. Heals.. Set* Third Wednesday night of eaeli month. flKEKNCASTI.E COMM ANBURY, NO. H, K T w. H. il Cullen I-C .1. MeD. Hays . Bee Fourth Wednesday night of each itionih. ■ | KOOAN IA»l»OE, NO. 19. F. h A. M, H.E. Ifrvan .W.M i W. 4 uin ...... ..See Meets second and fourth Tuesdays. WHITE UI.V CtlAPTEH, NO.o.O.E.S. Mrs. M. Florence Miles • 4V M Mrs. M. A. Teister Bee Meets second and fourth Mondays. KNIGHTS OF PYTHIAS. EAtil.F. honor. NO. M. W|,.. M Brown- C. Cl

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COLI-EGE CITV I.OIXIE NO. 9. John Denton M. W A. H.Phillips See Second and *1h Thursdays of each month. DECHKB OF HONOR. Mrs. R L Higert C,of H Lillie Blin k Sis* First itiid third Fridays of eaeli month. Hall on 3rd floor City Hall Block.

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(IttEKNC ASThB POST NO. 11. A M. Matnn. C I,. P. i hnpln ... 'll Wm. H. Burke Q M Kver> Monday evening at 7:3d o'clock. Hall corner Vine and Washlngtnn streets, 2nd Boor. woman's RELIEF CORPS. Alice H i hanin Pres Louise Jacobs Sis’ Meetings ever} second and fourth Monday m 2 p. nj. G A. It. Hall. FIRE ALARMS. 2—1 College hvc and Liberty st. 1 I Indiana and Hanna 4— 1 Jackson and Duggy. 5— 1 Madisim and Lihertt. ti—I Madison and Walnut. .4 2 Hanna and Crown. 4 2 Bloomington and Anilerson. 5 2 Seminary and Arlington. « 2 Washington, east of Durham. 7 2 Washington mid Locust. 2 3 Howaroand Crown. 4— 8 Ohio and Main. 5- 3 College uve. and DrMottc alley, ft- 3 Locust and Sycamore. 1—2—1 Fire out. The police call is one tap then a pause and then r iil)uw the box nuinnoi

COI XTY OFFICERS. Aon. M. Black. Auditor F. M. Hlldewell. Sheriff Geo. 111111111* Treasurer Daniel T. Darnell Clerk Daniel S. Hurst He, order J. F. O'Brien Surveyor F. M. Lyon. Seuool Superintendent T. W. Me Neff Coroner Wm. Ilroadstreet. Assessor G. VV. Benee, M. I).. See. Board of llealtl. D. Hail. ) Samuel Fanner > Comtnissioners. John S. NewgeuO

I NItKR THE 6TOVK I MADE A 1)1*4 OVERT. and neviT caught sight cf the proprietor. True, the door stood open in summer, as do the doors of other business houses, but Mr. Swift was not to Isi seen. In the right hand window was a pyramid of jugs and demijohns, in the left a pyramid of brandy kegs and bottles. 80 far as I could observe, nothing was ever changed, nothing ever cleaned or dusted. One could look through the open door and see rows of barrels which doubtless contained spirits, but, it was a dark and gloomy interior. I am free to say that this building, with its unseen and unknown proprietor, annoyed me, and yet I rather welcomed the annoyance. I called it my mystery, and 1 passed many an hour wondering who Martin Swift was, where he came from, what about his family, his age, what he looked like and so forth. Why didn't I go and see for myself? Well, very many times I was on the point of entering the store and solving the mystery, but somehow 1 always retreated at the last moment. Call it whimsical, but that 's the way it was with me. Take it in your own case. There are certain streets and buildings you object to. There are shops and stores within a ft w doors of your house which you pass by to go to other shops and stores no better. You have an aversion, but cannot give a reasonable excuse for it. I repeat, nine years passed away, and I never entered the store or saw the proprietor. Then one day I made a sudden resolve. I would walk right into the place and see and speak with Martin Swift. This was in November, and the doors were shut. I got up from my work, rode half a mile on a street car and walked into the liquor store its if I hail legitimate business. There was an aisle 10 feet wide down the center of the store, and on each side were rows of kegs and barrels. Near the rear end was the stove, hut it was cold. Close to the stove was an old desk, with papers scattered over the top. Five feet away a flight of stairs led to the second story. The interior of the building was about what I had pictured it through all those long years. 1 stood looking aronnd for a minute and then picked up the poker and rapped on the stove. Mr. Swift could not he away, or tht> front door would have been locked. If up stairs, my alarm would bring him down. As time passed I rapped again and again, but I Heemed to be alone in the place. The first idea was to abandon my quest. The door might have been left unlocked by accident, and Mr. Swift might not return for hours. I had started to go out when I suddenly remembered that there were blinds to the two windows of the second story and that I had never seen them open. I had always figured that Mr. Swift had rooms up there. The blinds never being opened, I had deduced that he was a single man and ecceutric in his habits. 1 not only had a curiosity to see the up stairs part, but as I stood at the foot of the stairs it occurrod to me that the old man might lie lying in his bed up there too ill to come down. I say ‘‘old man,” though 1 had no reason to believe him old, hnving never seen him. There was a tioor at the head of the stairs, but it was not locked. I found the second story divided oflf by a plank partition. The west half was devoted to empty bottles and cases, while the east half, which looked down on the street, was divided into two rooms—a sitting room and a bedroom. Each room had a window. The door of the sitting room was open, and on the floor lay the dead body of Martin Swift. There was a gas jet burning at full head, and I could see plainly. A second glance told me that the man had been murdered. It would have been the right thing in me to rush down stairs and out and give the alarm at once, but I did not do so. I leaned against the door casing and carefully took note of everything. Yes, Martin Swift was an old man— old and gray and wrinkled, as I had pictured him. Some of his front teeth were gone, and on the floor beside hinJ lay a pair of steel bowed spectacles. The room was not only plainly furnished, but the dust and cobwebs and general slovenly look proved that he was not of tidy habits. I could see the lied in the other room and took notice that it had not bi*4*ii slept in the night before. I took out my notebook and carefully jotted down the position of the body—the

pinttlon ot me two chairs at an old table in the center of the room, a pipe lying on the floor lieside a stove yet warm and a dotsen other things. Mr. Swift had had a visitor the night Itefore, and that visitor had murdered him and left the store by the only entrance and exit. That was why I found the front door unlocked. Who was the visitor? I knew the sex before I entered the room. The carpet was old and had not been swept for weeks. In the (hist on its surface was the print of a woman's shoe—a No. 2 shoe. She had found the old man in the store below and come up with him. The two had sat down facing each other beside the table. When I inspected the table, I discovered in the dust on its surface a square representing the bottom of a box. The box was not to lie found. The two had sat down to overhaul the contents of a box of papers. In front of the woman’s chair were the imprints of her feet again. The old man had been killed by a bullet through the heart. On the hearth of the stove was a little heap of tobacco ashes. As they sat talking he was smoking. Having finished his pipe he reached nut his right hand and knocked out the ashes. That brought his left side to her, aud as she fired he pitched out of his chair, and his pipe rolled away. One leg had been drawn up, and one hand clinched, but he had died almost instantly. I wandered about the sitting room and into his bedroom, but nothing seemed to have lieen disturbed. On a shelf in the bedroom was a tin liox containing over $500 in cash. By the light of a match 1 saw that it had not been moved. His trunk had not been opened, and hanging from a nail was his gold watch. His murderer had not come for money. Had anything been left behind which could lie made use of as a clew to unravel this mysterious murder? The chair in which the woman had sat was an old fashioned splint bottom. Clinging to the splints I fonnd a few threads of blue dress goods. That only corroborated the footprints, however. I got down on my hands and knees and crept back and forth across the floor, and under the stove I made a singular discovery. I found what I at first took for some sort of toy, but which I soon figured out was a golden crown or cap for a human tooth. It had been made to slip over a tooth and be kept in place by cement. It could not have belonged to the old man, but did it belong to the woman who had called? Such things are sometimes lost, but it would lie strange enough if she lost that crown there. As near as I could figure she had simply taken tlx* box and walked out and down stairs as soon as satisfied that he was dead. She had not entered the bedroom. She had gone no farther than the table. I was investigating for at least an hour before ready to go. The stove burned soft coal. The fire was all out, but the iron was not yet cold. The body of the old man was eold and rigid, ivnd I might figure that he had been dead since i* or 10 o’clock of the night before. He did no cooking »p there, and it was for me to find out where h( boarded. I had throe cheap restaurants in mind, and within an hour I had learned that he had taken his meals in one of them for the past live years. Yes, he had been there at supper time the evening before at 6:15. He always (dosed his store at 6. At 7 o'clock he had finished his dinner and was ready to return to the store. He would reach there at 7:12 or 7:15, aud the woman must have been waiting for him. As

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SHE TCiiNEI) AS WHITE AS DEATH. he did not smoke on the street, he must have lighted his pipe as they went up stairs. Eight o'clock would be close to

the hour of his killing.

Did 1 give the alarm? No. 1 said not a word. I passed down and out into the j street in broad daylight, and no one gave me a second glance. As Martin Swift had been my mystery in life, so 1 meant lie should be in death. The wonder was that some one had not discovered the murder long before I did. Indeed, as I may tell yon, I had not been gone 15 minutes when a customer entered to pay a bill, made an investiga- | tion, and the alarm went out that Martin Swift had been murdered. I don’t i say that it was an easy case for the detectives to work, but they certainly missed nearly all the ‘‘signs” that I have spoken of. I obliterated nothing. The position of the two chairs and the marks of the box on the table signified j nothing to them. They found no foot- ; prints in the dust. The finding of the | |o00 in the box satisfied them that the murderer had become alarmed and fled before securing any booty. The mur- | derer must be a man, of course. Before j 9 o’clock that evening three different men had been arrested on suspicion. While I entered and left the store in broad daylight no one came forward to say they had seen m*. It was regarded as a plain, straight case. Some one suspected the old man had money up stairs, invented some excuse to get up there with him and then shot him dead. | Doesn’t it occur to you that it would have been more natural to kill him down in the store, where he would not have been on his go uni, and that in

leaving a man could have locked the door and taken the key to prevent discovery as long as possible? A woman wouldn’t have thought of it, but a man would, especially one who must have plotted and planned for days. Five ar rests were made by the police, all the suspects set at liberty after a few days, and in the course of a fortnight it was an “old” case. There was no clew to work on, and in a month the affair was out of sight. I made no move until the detectives dropped the ease. The clew was in that bit of gold. They might not have found it at all, or in finding it may not have regarded it as I did. The first thing was to take the crown or cap to a dentist. He looked it over and then said: “This was made for an upper front tooth. It was made for a woman, of course, and I should say she was young and had a pretty mouth. It's a neat piece of work. The dentist is a first class one, whoever

he is. ”

In 100 dentists how many do you suppose r;ink as first class? I mean those patronized by wealthy people. Not over 10. The murderess must be well to do to patronize a first class dentist. As oue photographer will recognize another photographer’s work, so will one dentist When I had visited six dental offices, I was sure the crown was not made in the city. In a week I had the names of the leading dentists in Boston and Philadelphia In two weeks my letters to them had been answered. I only got a crumb of information. A Boston dentist said be believed the work was that of a dentist who had removed to Pittsburg. I wrote to Pittsburg, but receiving no answer made a trip to that city, to find that my man had located in Buffalo. 1 walked into his office one day and asked: “Did the young woman for whom you made this crown ever advertise for it?” “By George,” he exclaimed as he looked at the shell of gold, “but I put that on to stay!” Ho recognized it at once as his own handiwork, told me the name of the young lady, gave me her street and number in Boston, and two hours later I was following up my clew. Thirty hours later 1 sat talking to the young lady herself. The lost crown had been replaced, but by a new dentist whose name I did not get with my list. She had no idea where or when she had lost the old crown. She had no idea of my errand till I told her where I found it. Then she turned as white as death, came near falling to the floor, and it was five minutes before she got strength to say: “Yes, I shot him. He was my stepfather. He married my mother when 1 was but 5 years old, and because she would not put me away from her and surrender her property to him he beat her tuid shut her up. I have the scars of wounds he inflicted on me. My mother's only brother was a defaulter to a bank. He ran away and died in a foreign land. There was no scandal because my mother paid up his default, but Martin Swift had letters and made threats, and for 12 years he has levied blackmail on us. My mother is old and passes for a tfidow, but sho was legally bound to that old wretch. I went there to plead with him. He took down the box containing the letters and gloated over them. Instead of having pity on us ho vowed that the blackmail must be increased. I had gone armed to protect myself, for lie was cowardly enough to strike a woman. It came to me all at once to shoot him, and he was dead before I realized what I had done. Yes, 1 am his murderer. Call the police!” “This is file only clew,” I said as 1 laid the golden shell in her hand. “Well, I don’t deny it was mine. ” “Put it carefully away. My work is finished. Good day. ” “But—but” “Nice weather we are having, (rood

day. ”

That is all. I have lost the number of the house—the name of the family. J might find the streei^gain, but for what reason? Murder should be punished, but some killings are simple retribution. Plenty of men deserve killing for deeds we know not of. Jrfli'fKon and Grunt. Joseph Jefferson tells an amusing story of liis memory for names. Some public characters remember names wonderfully. However modest the station in life, however commonplace the circumstances of the former meeting, however remote the date of it, immediately they meet any one whose name they once knew they greet him by that name, to the satisfaction of the modest om . and to the admiration of all hearers. Stories of such feats of memory on the part of great personages are familiar. Mr. Jefferson (Iocs not pretend to rival them in this truthful narrative. Ho was going up in an elevator in a large building in New York. A quiet, gentlemanly looking person, Mho stood next to him, bowed. He returned the bow. The quiet man called him by name and made some polite inquiry about his health and his family. Mr. Jefferson tried in vain to “place” him. Finally he said: “Sir, your face is very familiar to me, but though I remember that we have met I cannot call your name. Would you mind telling me?” “My name is Ulysses S. Grant,” was the bland reply. “What did you do, Mr. Jefferson?” some one asked, when he told the story. “Do? I left the elevator at the next floor for fear that I should ask him if he was in the war,” replied the actor grimly.—New York Ledger. SW lIur Scintillation. The theory is advanced by S. E. Christian, in Popular Astronomy, that stellar scintillation is caused largely by inconceivable numbers of small meteoric bodies, which sire constantly passing between the stars and our earth. “Momentary occultatious of the stars by these bodies, which are revolving outside of our atmosphere, would certainly occur if these bodies were numerous enough, and recent investigation seems to point to the fact that they are.”

RUM) \ CARTRIDGE. Tirol vo-Year-Olil Hoy iit R nssluTillo In j ii ml !•' Dynamite.

HIS HAND BLOWN TO PIECES.

Ream \rcii«e(l nf Murder In rinrlnnail Captured at Liberty — Awumlled HI. Victim With a Hatchet - Had the Grave Ready Death of a Well Known CitDeti of Wabash Slate Nufea of Intere.t. Russiavii.le. Ind., July 9- — r’ a "l Weaver, a 12-year-old boy of this place, found a dynamite cartridge while playing in a creek and took it home with him. He secured a sharp itointed hut pin and was trying to pry into the car-; tridge when it exploited with terrible force and blew his right hand to pieces. The thumb, fore and middle fiugers were blown oft and the palm of the hand was badly lacerated. The surgeons think it will bn onie necessary to amputate the hand at the wrist. W4)t’LD-ItE Ml ItDEKKU CAI’TTTKFIL Negro Who I. Said to Have Attempted

in Cincimmti.

Lirkhty, Ind., July A negro was captured near the depot here who answers the description of the would-be murderer ol an insurance man in Cincinnati. He digged a grave in the cellar, then, enticing his victim into the house, j assaulted him with a hatchet. The man captured answers perfectly to the description given by the police. He is between 17 and is years old. and otherwise resembles the portrait given. The authorities are holding him for further orders. The colored man was on his way to Indianapolis, and gives his name as Clarence Rounds of 408 Yine street, Cincinnati.

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Mum 'IE. Ind., July 9.—Michael Gorina n, who, with Frank Benailmn, is! jointly charged with murder in the tirst degree for the killing of Lemuel Bailey last April, bus been released. Benadum’s conviction of the crime clears Gorman. The action meets with gen eral approval. The men each charged i

the other with the crime.

F*-TrraHiir*»r Orarl.

Wap.a'h. Ind., July 9.—John S. Chineworth, for four years treasurer of VVa hash county, was found dead in a cornfield on his farm. Deceased was a prominent German and about .'VI years old.

THE HOUSE FLY.

lU*r*;'n tlw*C Hmpai((n Againtit Tills I’fnt F’lfcr«mi Proclaim Wnr on Kvery Straggler. It '•ems highly important that every lv.t sekeeper should realize the necessity of keeping flies ont of her home. To say nothing of the work they make, soiling windows, paint and pictures, our very choicest of things; to say nothing of their annoyance in buzzing and lighting on our persons, they are po.-i lively dangerous to have around, according to Dr. Faison of the New York city board of health, who affirms that the common house fly is an active agent in spreading disease. In order that every housekeeper may be able to cope with this summer pest is hero reproduced from Good Housekeeping some

advice on the subject:

Be up and doing. Be alert. Begin the campaign early in the season. Proclaim war on every straggler that appears. Don’t tempt them to come. Starve them out. See to it that the table is cleared off the moment the family are done eating. If the meal has to wait for a late comer, cover the table with a square of cheesecloth. Leave no crumbs on the floor. Put cooking dishes into soak as soon as through with. It keeps the flies ont and helps the dishes. Don't let the children scatter crumbs when they cat Innch. A few crumbs make a square meal for many flies. Pat , the garbage pail as far away from the : hack door as possible. Put as JjAtlc into it as possihla Burn or bufy all yon can. Set an old colander iu the sink, put. in it all the accumulating parings of vegetables, orange and lemon peels, eggshells, and let them drain and partly dry. Open the dampers of j the range and burn part at a time. If , a bit of sugar or molasses is spilled, wipe it up quickly. Don’t let the flies know of it. If one knows, he will fly and tell all the rust. Put in the screens early and don’t forget the back door. And, finally, if flies chance to get in now and then, make a business of killI ing them. Close doors, blinds and wini dows, all but one. leave the blind open, eurtain np, window closed See how quickly the flies seek the light. Take a towel doubled in the hand and go after them. Leave not one to tell the tale. ; If ,!,p ™ ar** many in the room, another way is to leave the window open. Cat a newspaper jnto strips, leaving a bit to double and tack on a stick. With one of these in each hand gently persuade the flies ont of the window. Flies do not like newspapers. They make too

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