Rensselaer Republican, Volume 12, Number 34, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 May 1880 — A Cincinnati Family's Fight With Fire. [ARTICLE]

A Cincinnati Family's Fight With Fire.

The Cincinnati Gazette of a recent date says: A Unit half-past three o'clock yesterday meriting a ootu-01l stove exploded in a frame shed usea as a kitchen in the rear of Charles Koch’s bakery, 333 Main street. At the time tbe flte broke cut Koch was in the basement e. gaged in baking tbe day's supply of broad, cate, etc. Koch ran up into the sued, thence up m flight of stairs leading to tbe second door, where his wife, four children, named Frank, ten years old; Amelia, seven; Cbarlle, five, and Willie. two, and two domestics were. Koch wakened all of these, and tbe entire party became panic-stricken. Mrs. Koch, with the two boyb, Chat lie and Frank, and tbe two servant girls, run through tbe building to the Main street front, where Mrs. Keen Jam poo from the window to the pavement below, fortunately escaping with no more serious injury than a sprained ankle. The others started to follow her, but were prevented by the police and firemen, who took them down on ladde s. In the meantime Koch took the little girl, Amelia, and the baby, Willie, one in either arm, ana started down the stairs be bad previously ascended, but which were now ail tUk<e, Koeb, instead of stopping to look for other means of egress, ran down the stairs with the children, and through tbe Barnes on to the street, all of the tbree being badly burned—Koch being “turned about the head, arms and hand a, the baby about the bauds and arms, and the little glrf Amelia wss terribly and probably fatally burned, tho skin being ati must entirely burned from her feet, arms, breast and head. A bootblack tackled a New York citizen in Broadway not long ago, and said tbe streets were slushy, almost everybody wore Overshoes, business was bad, and asked him for a quarter to get a night's lodging, saying, “If you'll give u to me I'll gi\e you a point on stocks. ’’ Tbe citizen gave him a quarter, and the bootblack said: “Now, when you go down to Wall street in the morning you buy Iron Mountain; bay lots ol it; it’s going up.” •* Why, how do you know anything about Iron Mountain?” asked the man. The boy mentioned the name of a .well-known Wall street operator, and said: “I blacked his boots to-day, and while I was doin' it he said to a friend as was with him, ‘lron Mountain's going to boom,' says he. That's how I know it.” The man took his point to the street, bought the stock and made twenty per cent on his investment, for Iron Mountain had a boom, sure enough.

A Cleveland lawyer, defending a handsome young lady charged with larceny, closed his appeal to the jury thus: “Gentlemen: yon may hang the ocean on a grape-vine to dry, lasso an avalanche, pin $ napkin to the mouth of a volcano, skim the clouds from the sky with a teaspoon, throw salt on the tail of opr noble American eagle, whose sleepless eye watches over the welfare of our Nation, paste ‘Forßent' on the moon an4LStars, Dutnever fora moment delude yotnaglves with the idea that this charming .girl is guilty of the charge preferred against her.” The jury acquitted her witboufleaving their seats.