The Syracuse Journal, Volume 2, Number 5, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 3 June 1909 — Page 6

Ts» MHO® /I & “ 3 ALoHery in which thereareno Blanfe//“O and very FemPrize^/ / w/ I mMaBMH but the Gamblind I 'wl pOfl Spirit brings to mV jaMl Many Patrons. | I sl

URING the past year, according to the St. Louis Globe-Demo- | 1. crat, there accumulated in the hands of the Terminal AssoI B I ciation .in that city almost a thousand pieces of baggage, inI 1 eluding umbrellas, hat boxes, bundles of clothing and bedding, and parcels tied in wrapping paper. Some of the things had been in storage much more than a year, every - package being held until there is no longer a reasonable hope of finding an owner. However, the lot of left-overs practically represented one year’s accuinulation, for there were numerous trunks and boxes out at the station which, under the law, could have been sold, but for which there seenied to be a possibility of discovering the owner. These will be added to next year’s sale if the owner does not turn up in the meantime to claim his property and pay storage chaiges. At one of these <fheck-room sales a man bought a battered'’ little clothcovered telescope, a forlorn and pitiful object, for the sum of 70 cents. He did not know why he bought it. Probably because he got excited, and also probably becausd it was so cheap. When he got home he found that it contained several articles of wearing apparel, manifestly belonging to a -“ery eccentric woman. There was a disreputable cloth skirt that hhd had 4 lining in it. The man’s wife knew that ladies’ skirts have not been shade with linings for a good many years, so she examined this one. • Between the cloth and the lining there was an inner lining, not put there for warmth. It was made of five and ten-dollar bills, carefully tacked into place with fine black thread, and that lining, was worth $1,690. that same sale another man picked up a little grip for a few cents and found in it a bunch of hand-carved gold, of ancient and exquisite workmanship, set with four rubies and seven diamonds, a treasure for which he was offered SSOO by the first jeweler who examined it. The experience of these two were told far and wide. The dear public heard nothing of the dozens of men and women who bought other battered grips and telescopss ’ for like sums of money and fofind them to soiled collars and stale bread. “I always attend, these sales,” a well-dressed man remarked. “I have a system of numbers that I regularly bid in, no matter how high the other chaps go. I buy eleven pieces. That’s my lucky number, and I work certain combinations of check numbers in filling out the list. I never look atf'the piece of baggage that is offered. I just listen for the number, and when I hear one of my combinations I begin bidding. Some of them aren't worth carrying home, at any price; but I always beat the game on the lot. Last year I got my money back on two grips. In one of them I found a - solid gold watch and chain—this one I’m wearing. I advertised it by number and engraving for thirty days, to make sure of it; but nobody ever came to take it away from me. In the other grip—well, it was the queerest thing. It makes me feel sort of creepy every time I think about it. I 5 took to collecting a set of magazines a few years ago, and a lot ,of them are out of print, and there were, three numbers missing from the Series. I sent to England, but couldn’t get ’em, and-the whole thing was spoiled for me. And I’d put Ja lot of money and time into it, too. Well, sir, in that old box I found ten numbers of that English periodical, and among them were the three I needed to complete my set.” The Auctioneer’s Spiel. The auctioneer knows his audience, and he knows human nature, as no other man on earth knows it. It is his business to seil goods, and to get as much money for the goods as possible, yet the deter wielder of the hammer does not lie jto his customers. He is too wise for that- He deceives the. buyer by telling nim the truth. The auctioneer begins his spiel somewhat in this vein!: “Now, ladies and gentlemen, let’s get busy. You see a lot of goods stacked up here; [goods that are to be sold to pay storage charges and the Costs of advertising and conducting the sale. Now, don’t any of you go to bidding unless you have the price. It’s spot cash. Mind you, we don’t allow any packages to be opened in here. If you want to open them on the sidewalk, we can’t prevent that. We dbn’t guarantee that you’ll get your money’s worth. If you get soaked, don’t come back here to-morrow, trying to make us pay up. We’re not in the business for that purpose. We’re here

THE SWEAT

HOULD the so-called “sweat box” be abolished? That is one of the questions with which the Illinois Legislature has w restled. - A bill Was.presented aiming to prevent the police from subjecting prisoners to alleged tortures and indignities to induce them to confess to crimes with which they are

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charged. While the bill has been favored-, by a grea,t many criminal attorneys who contend that grave abuses have arisen under the present police system, the authorities themselves deciare that there is no reason for such legislation: that it will be ineffective, and that if they are prevented from obtaining as many facts as they can from the accused, in a great many instances guilty men will escape. To; show what he believes to be the (actual value of a police confession. Representative ChijUrfield cites four Illinois cases still fresh in public memory. John Sluder, he says, confessed tp the car barn murders, but was entirely innocent, as was proven later when Neidermeier and Van Dine were banged. Dad Classy and Counselman confessed the murder of Bartholin. Bartholin's body was later found in an lowa cornfield, and they escaped hanging, to sue/'Police Inspector Hunt and other officers for SIOO,OOO damages?" John F. Smith, a boy of 18, confessed the murder of Peterson, but Jocko trial for it. Anthony Holland and Koestnet" the murder of McGrath, an Illinois Cen-' tral policeman, but the jury threw out. the confession and acquitted them. In the list of 117 cases of false confession which ho iS prepared to exhibit Representative Chiperfleld has some so grewsomej yet so dramatic and conclusive in every word, that he had them written out in full to read or give to the legislators in the form of a pamphlet. One is an English case, and with air the unessentials omitted, this is the true story of Joan Ferry and her two sons, John and Richard, who on their confession were tried and executed for the supposed murder of William Harrison: i Williftm Harrison on Aug. 16, 1660, left the hall of Camoden manor, w here he was employed as a steward, to collect rents for Ladv Camoden He walked twn

to unload a lot of junk that may have a few diamonds mixed up with it—and then, again, it may not. You take your own chances as to that.- You’d buy a lottery ticket or bet on a good-looking poker hand. You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t gamblers. No. 51370, a telescope, not leather. Don’t any of you deceive yourselves with the false appearance of things. It’s pressed paper, and I’m bid twenty-five for it. Twenty-five I’m b’id. Twentyfi’e, twenty-fi’e. Do I hear the thirty?” He did, and the forty and the fifty. On the sixty the crowd seemed to stick, and it took much hammering to get past that point. “Sixty cents I’m bid, sixty, sickety, sickety, sickety, do I hear the sickety-fi’e? Seventy? You, over there? Yes, seventy. All done,” and the recorder, high up on his Wheel desk, wrote down the number of the telescope and the initials of the purchaser. , s While the next piece was being held up for brief inspection, one of the employes found the first victim, took his deposit and gave him a check for his parcel. Then the fun began anew. “Look at that thing,” the aucS tioneer was saying, “Looks like an elephant had stepped on it. Don’t go in heavy on that piece. We’ll start ’er at 15 cents.” The shabby little suit case brought 60 cents, despite the fact that there was apparently nothingin it. The next on the list was a gray cloth-covered telescope. In fact, fully half of the grips in the stack were of this kind. This one had been packed so full that the low'er edge of the lid did not meet the bottom of the - box by six' inches. ' When the great pile of more than 600 grips and boxes had melted away, a wooden box was held up for just a second, y “What am I offered for that?” the master of ceremonies asked. “I’ll be perfectly frank with you, good people. It is full of cheese, rare old Roquefort, that gets better and smells worse every year. It’s been out at Union station two years. I don’t know how old it was when it was abandoned. Some of you cheese experts can probably help to locate its vintage by the odor. What do you bid?” Strange to say, the box of worthless old cheese brought 45 cents. . Then the crowd moved down the line to where the go-carts, umbrellas . and bundles of various kinds were displayed. The umbrellas were sold in lots of six. The vehicles for small children all went to one man—who must have a large family of babies, or a second-hand store. Then there was more fun when the rolls of carpet, bundles of bedding and bags of unknown contents were placed under the hammer. A large bundle, done up loosely in‘a gunnysack and exposing the filthiest blankets and pillows, brought 65 cents. The: next one wak of the same general character, but it was loosely tied in a piece of old rag carpet. The net income from the sale was $550, although it was the poorest lot of junk ever turned oyer to the hammer. The reason was that, as the auctioneer had remarked, it was not the regulation crowd of junk buyers. Next morning the office was besieged by men and woman who wanted their money back—but did not get it!

miles to CbarringWorth, He did not return as early as usual. Mrs. Harrison, his wife, sent her servant, John rerry, to meet him and return with him. Neither came back that night, So the next morning Mrs. Harrison sent her son Edward to search for his father. He met Perry returning. Together they went back' over the route and many other places in-their search, /I'he tw-o men found a hat and a broken comb which they knew belonged to William Harrison. They assumed he h:ffl been murdered. Suspicion centered on John Perry. He appeared befdre a magistrate and explained that when he failed to fipd his master he was afraid to. return home. Pending further inquiry, John Perry was kept in jail. Finally he said that if he were taken oefore the judge he would tell all. He told the judge, when urged to confess, that he knew who had killed Harrison, and on further pressure said it was his mother and his brother Richard. Joan Perry and her son Richard were arrested and .search made in vain for the body. On a journey to court Perry was suddenly shown a bit of rope with a noose in it. He said without hesitating that it was the rope which Richard had used to strangle Harrison. So Joan Perry and her son Richard were indicted for robbery and murder. They pleaded guilty under pressure to the robbery of Harrison. The King pardoned them. At this point John Perry added other charges against his mother and brother one that they 1 had attempted to poison him in jail. At the next session of the court they were all tried for murder, and each pleaded not guilty, John saying that his confession had been false. In spite of their denials, the jury found all three guilty and all were executed. ° ; Several years later William Harrison returned home. In letters to legal authorities he told a story of how he had been waylaid by robbers when returning with the rent. They had knocked him unconscious, and when recovered he found he had been shanghaied and put aboard a tramp ship for Turkey. He denied that his servant, Perry, or anyone else he knew, had been among the assailants who struck him down, jobbed and denorted him. *

DOG CHAINS FOR CHILDREN. Four Boys and Two Girls Seen on Fifth Avenue, New York. Children on leash have appeared on sth avenue, New York. From 34th street to 59th street, four boys,and two girls were seen in the custody of elder persons, to whom the children were connected by bonds .of affection- and dog chains. The chains were twice the length of the ordinary dog chain. One end was fastened to a belt around the waist of the child. The other end was in the hand of the woman in charge of the child. The latter- enjoyed almost as much freedom of movement as did those children to whose belts no pyi I JgSji dog chains were attached, and they were a great deal safer than were the children who roamed chainless. .The children were evidently strangers to each other. Three of the women who were in charge, wore maid’s caps and the other three were seemingly the mothers of the children. Those witnessed the successful demonstration decided that the innovation is a good thing.

GOHTG THIS PACE IN NEW YORK. Women Wlio Neglect Their Homes to Play Cards and Drink. Punch. Every week-day in New York City, according to a correspondent, there are thousands of women who do not hear the clock strike five in the afternoon becauseJthey are absorbed in playing cards. You can find them in private • parlors under the guise of neighborhood clubs; in hotel and club parlors labeled “Charity Euchre,” and even in suites of rooms in quiet-looking apartment houses, playing for cash with the cool deliberation of the confirmed inale gambler. ~ At a hotel, which has closed its parlor to euchres, of any sort, the proprietor explained that the women served a punch so strong that the game generally ended in, a discussion so loud and furious that his regular guests and tenants (it is an . apartment hotel) complained. The influence of the gambling spirit is manifested in a dozen different ways, each guaranteed to destroy all sense of right and wrong. A woman living in a certain uptown apartment hotel, whose name might be Mrs. Brown, recently entertained her card club. For the occasion she borrowed a dozen small but very beautiful cut glass bonbon dishes from a fellow guest in the house whom .she invited to assist her, and whose name might be Smith. When the playing was at its height one of the guests, a trifle the worse for frequent trips to the punch bowl, approached Mrs. Smith and'murmured ’ confidentially: “Aren’t those the dearest little bonbon dishes! I didn’t think Sally Brown had anything so good. Say, I’ve slipped one in my muff. She’lt- never miss I haven’t a ghost of a chance to win a prize.” Mrs. Smith, having visions of the breaking up of her bonbon set, turned almost tearful. “Don’t you m'ajce any mistake. Sally Browfi will miss that bonbon dish and she’ll make a scene, too. You’d better put it back.” And for the rest of the afterhoon the “assisting lady” gave her undivided attention to protecting her property, and on taking it home at the conclusion of the meeting she announced to her husband that she would lend no more dishes for card club gatherings. A handsomely gowned woman left an uptown apartment hotel for a card party. Above a broadcloth gown whose

PETTICOAT SPORTS PLAYING CARDS FOR PRIZES.

price mut have passed the hundred mark, tossed costly feathers and aigrettes, and at her throat and on her fingers flashed many beautiful gems. Three hours later, at 5 o'clock, someone telephoned to that hotel, a wom ! an’s voice, ringing with impatience and intolerance. Had Mr. Blank come in. and if so would he kindly come. His wife was quite ill and needed assistance to reach home.. ' The hotel attache replied that Mr. Blank was not in, and winked as the woman rang off. They knew what the combination of cards and punch' l had done for Mrs. Blank before. And when Mr. Blank came in a few minutes later his lips went stern and a bit white—but he went resolutely to his room. Evidently he did not intend to answer the call for help. The night passed and Mrs. Blank did not return. The husband telephoned her hostess of the afternoon before. Why, how strange! Mrs, Blank had ordered a cab and left there soon after 5 O’clock the day before. And at 5 o’clock that afternoon, just twenty-four hours after the call jfor help, Mrs. Blank returned home dazed, her beautiful gown stained and muddy, her feathers bedraggled, her gems gone. The manager of the Hotel requested the couple to leave. The wife is’in a sanitarium. The husband has left New York on business. And a year ago that woman came from a small country town, ignorant alike of cards and punch. These petticoated gamblers are not recruited from the. half-world. They are the mothers of growing children, the wives of salaried men, the occupants of pretty elevator apartments and cozy hotel suites. They are often famed for their works of charity, and not a few of them play cards six days in the week and go to church on the seventh. They do not think they are gamblers. They honestly believe that a euchre party for charity in a "hotel parlor which rents for $25 the afternoon, with prizes valued at SIOO, leaving a balance of $5 or $lO for the “worthy poor,” is not gambling but — charity, >' , From the card table to the punch bowl is a short step. Sometimes it is a decanter and not a cut-glass bowl. At the conclusion of a recent card gathering two players were assisted to cabs by grinning hotel attaches at 5 p. m., and one humiliated husband was summoned because his bride had become “unmanageable.”

PASTOR GALLS FOR OLD TIME CHURCH HYMNS Big Congregation in Des Moines Is “Stumped” When Asked to Sing Without Their Books. OLD MAN AND WOMAN RESPOND. Preacher Decides the Songs of Old Are Not Known by Our Present Generation. Are the old-time church songs being forgotten? The question has frequently been asked, and an incident which oceuti’ed at the Central Churdi of Christ in Des Moines, lowa, might lead some to think that they have. The choir had sung two -songs, when the Rev.' Finis S. Idleimm, the 'pastor, arose and said: “I want you to sing ‘Am I a Soldier, of the Cross.’ , It’s one of those'beautifull old songs which means so much. I expect there are many, young people who never heard it, and I want all who know it to sipg.”.. ’ . The pipe organ'pealed forth a few bars of the song, mid the choir.arose. Bewilderment was written on the faces of many. The young men looked at the young women and the_ young women looked at the m/n- The musical director gave the signal to sing. An old lady in a high, quivering, trembling voice, started out bravely, and she was joined by a gray haired man: “Any I a soldier of the cross, j A follower of the lamb? And shall I fear to own his, cause, Or blush to speak'his name?” The church was very silenL It was! evident the song had almost been unheard before. The Rev. Mr.J. Idleman smiled confusedly. The organist played a few more bars at the end of the first verse and the old pair started bravely on the second end: “Must I be carried to the skies On; flowery beds of ease,

While others fought t<i- win the prize And sailed through bloody seas?”' When the verse was finished, the pastor arose. ' “No,” he said, “we've forgotten it. I vVant all to sing the third verse. Let’s try.” There was a shuffling of leaves as the - congregation hunted the old-,time hymn. They sang timidly. A few knew the song, a few caught the air. but only a few. “Am I Soldier of the Cross.” the hymn their fathers and mothers sang, had been forgotten.?, THE “WOMAN IN THE CASE.” i MBS. CLAUDIA HAINS. Mrs. Claudia Hains, wife of Capt. Peter C. Hains, remains in seclusion at Winthrop, Mass. She received the news that her husband had been convicted of manslaughter in the first degreei for killing Wm. E. Annis, but made no comment. Hains’ attorney declared in court that an alleged letter that passed between Mrs. Hains and Annis drove Capt. Hains mad, and that he killed Annis during a temporary maniacal outburst. Mrs. Hains denies any knowledge of the communication. •

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suffered during the worst sieges of kidney trouble, I can never express. It was nothing short of torture. In. c bed. for * three months, with terrific pain in my “ back, ap awful urinary weakness, dizziness. nervousness and ■

iivi vuusiiess uuu melancholy. I rapidly lost 45 pouqds. My doctor advised an operation, but I would not submit to it. Gravel was forming and the urine had almost stopped, I began using Doan’s Kidney Pills and after taking’ one box passed a stone half an inch long. I kept on taking the pills and passed smaller stones one after another until fqrty had been ejected. I recovered rapidly [then and was soon as well aa ever.” [ ’ Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box. ” Foster-Hilburn Ca, Buffalo, N. Too Great a Strain. ' • Every once'in a while the actor” wb-ile taking the paYt 4>f • a dude in a pltiy would spend large .sums of his stage money. On one of -these occasions it seemed too much for a cer‘tain person in the audience, when a voice rang shrill and clear through .the house: "Hey, Bill, how about that five’ you owe me?” Eastern Colorado ’ offers the best inducements to settlors at tbw present time of any part of the country. Land equal to that in the older states can nqw be had from SIO.OO to $20.00 per acre. Crops of all kinds that are raised further east are raised there. Hundreds of farmers in the older stgtes are selling their high priced lands, and investing where the prices are advancing rapidly. Lincoln County is one of the best Agricultural Counties in the state. W. S. Eershing of Limon, the County Surveyor, who has surveyed the lands "for the U, P. Railroad and the Government for the l as t twenty years, is familiar with the whole country, and is assisting man| to secure good locations. No' part of the country offers better inducements to set-“ tiers or investors at the present time ' fhan Eastern Colorado. Tile Boy <W r as Going Some. A novel experiment demonstrate the- practicability of a pneumatic carrier wa9 recently tried in t Chicago. I The “parcel” shot through a short length of the sample tube was a 13-year-old boy. He traveled at the rate of 16 utiles an hour, and was in no way the | worse for the journey. Every Woiuan Will He Interested. There ‘has recently been discovered < in aromatic, pleasant herb cure for woman’s | ills, called Mother Gray’s lUSTKALIAN-LEAF. It is the only certain regulator. Cures female weaknesses and Backache, Kidney; Bladder and Urinary troubles. At all Druggists or t>y mail s|o cts. Sample FREE. Address, The Mother Gray Co.. Leßoy, N. Y. ’When He’s “It.” Ths farrier’s life has cares and joys,. His wqrk is long and hard and He slaves from dawn til! after dark, To raise and grow and own enough. But there’s &. bright side to his life, His sorrows be can always drown , • When, with his team, he’s hired to haul A busted auto back to town. ■—Los Angeles Express. Mrs. Winslow’s Sootblns Syrup ( for Chll- ' Iren teething: softens the gums."reduces inUamraation, allays pain, cures wind colic. 29 ‘ .ente a bottle. Out of 6,500 members of the London Diocesan Church Lads’ Brigade over 3,pOO attended the annual service at St, Paul’e cathedral. If you wish beautiful, clear. White clothe*, nee Red Cross Ball Blue. Large 2oi_ paotoage, S cents In forty years (1868 to 1908) Japan’s foreign trade increased from 26,000,000 yen to 814,000,000 yen. t Red, Weak, Weary, Watery Eye* Relieved by Murine Eye Remedy. Compounded by Experienced Physicians. Conforms to Pure Food and Drug Laws. Murine Doesn’t Smart; -Soothes Eye Pain. Try Marine In Your Eyes. Ask Your Druggist.