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May 15, 1895

Logansport Pharos-Tribune from Logansport, Indiana · Page 7

Logansport, Indiana
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Wednesday, May 15, 1895
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Double the satisfaction obtained from ordinary soap and only half the expense and bcjther. That's why thousands of thoughtful, thrifty -women use Santa Claus Soap. They have learned by practical, thorough tests that for washday or everyday use there is no soap in the world that nearly equals •• ISANTA CLAUS SOAP Sold everywhere. Made only by The N. K. Fairbanh Company, - Chicago. TOLD BY A CONVICT. How He "Was Driven by Fate to Kill a Man. M«m Wuo Hum B*<>n KolacU hy Their I.ovo tor 1/iqnor Croivd Uio Pennl Innutullonn of the District nf Cnluml>i:u [Special Washington Letter.] During 1 a visit to the ja.il of this cit; on one occasion I met a peculiar charae ter who was waiting trial for wife mur der. He was afterward convicted, bu •was sent to the penitentiary for life, in stead of being 1 hanged, lu court h told the judge that he wanted to hang' and was anxious to die, 1 Ic told me his it >'I10M Oth PiGK.] whun you met me just you noticed now." "Look here," I said, "you'd better R-ivo up the whole thing. You can't possibly do this column, and you'd better write to yonr editor und «ay so." He would not take my advice. "A ffood nil-round journalist can •write an article on anything," he said • obstinately. "I'm ffoinjf off to write my article now—this inirnHc." "'Jiiit civ be reasonable," I said. "Why aUcmpt the impossible?" "It's not impossible," he answered, as he picked np his hat. "Obsf.irva.tion is no pood. I've found that out. .Study . js__also no good. The malo man can | out nothing 1 about the female fash- i in those ways. But 1 have just thought of a third course—thought of it while I was talking to you—and I am now going to try if,." Ho put on his hat. "On the whole," ho added, "it is .perhaps as well that you refused to smash that window for me. You may have been right; and 1 daresay I spoko too harshly when I said that you were- respectable. I was much worried at the time, and you must make allowances. I shall bring 1 you tho article to look at to-night. Au revoi/r." lie did bring me the article, and it •was tho last time that I over saw Charles Backcrton Salcmuker. Possibly, as he said in a subsequent letter, I shall never see him again. That night he looked radiant, triumphant, liappy in the pride of achievement. Flo brought with him several typewritten sheets. JThey wcro tho article in question, which ho had just completed. '.'First of all," he said, "let me explain the theory on which the article is written. The novelist xvorlcs both from observation anil imagination, lie overhears some chance rumark in the street, and from that with the hc-lp of imagination ho constructs a character—even an entire novu-1. 1'vo worked on the same linos. 1'vo taken ns my ytarting- sointt'.-.'j :.'•."•• fli:ii 1 i-o:..:c::iL>cr of the t'ashiui; papers ,m« i.ho shop windows, and.I've allowed ray imagination to >lay all aronnd it." lie bt-gun to read tho first shoot. It ivns to the t-.tfcet Mint 'the season would icon h.e at an end, and that the an- nmn would follow with its .beautiful oliagc, and subsequently ho and other >igh-bv<'cl English pirls would give hemselves up to a round of country- lOusc visiting. "That's all very well," I observed 'but it's not fashions." that's the introduction." 11, cut tho introduction." Ho turned over a few sheets and reac • follows: 'In the meantime the park every nnday looks very pay and smart. One o] >e best dressed women that I hnvc scon icrc hituty is unquestionably Lady B. be wore a coat and skirt of Irish ulpurc of n dull bronze color, with ibs of eau-do-ml silk bordered with assemonterie. Tho sumo color was rc- eatcd in tho accordion-plaiting on the om-pom, . and the whole was sur- lounted by a hat o£ vicux rose surah, inuncd with skunk.' What dp you link of that?" "I must confess that it sounds just ke the real tiling." "Quito so. And it's all imagination. ere'a another bit: 'An equally tasteful infection was worn by a lady of a ithcr more matronly typo. Tho skirt, »t after the present approved fashion, as of petunia face-cloth, shot with ombaziue; this was suitably allied Ith a cape of Roman satin of a somc- hiat deeper tinfre, edged with brown bcrian dachshund, and having a ;ep empire collar of amber velvet cut -shape.'" I did uot cure to hear any more. I lousrht thvn, nml still think, that it renilcd all right. Apparently it was t all right, :is the following extract om a letter I received from Sale- 1 aker two clays later will show: 'You will never sco uic again. It is over. The editor apparently showed y copy to his wife, and hits written to c me what 1 mean 1 by sending a cow- dly and offensive parody in place of e work that he ordered. lie has told o to call and,, if possible, explain. 1 not do so. I do not think tha.1 1 can look him, or anybody else, in the face again. I feel that I ara rightly punished for my presumption. It was wrong of me, in my prido in my own versatility, to have undertaken that thirteenth column. Everything is against me now. I went into a restaurant the other day, and there was Miss Catling lurking behind some tea and a large inin. 1 dashed out, jumped on to a 'bus, and found that the woman whose clothes I had so mistakenly attempted to sketch in the p;i.rk was sitting opposite to me. I cannot escape from my unspeakable shame. Fate reaches out a long arm of coincidence and collars me at every turn. That attempt to write the thirteenth column seems to have swelled up and filled my entire life. Before the sun has set I shall probably find myself in the same railway carriage with the proud girl who sold rne so much elastic. But I must risk that. England has become too small for mo, and I must go-'" The remainder of the letter was purely personal. That week Home Happiness announced that its fashion article was unavoidably crowded out, but would appear in the next number. There never was a next number. In the following week tho whole of Home Happiness was crowded out, and it never appeared again. Meanwhile the friends and relations of Charles Backerton Salctnaker are getting very anxious, and any information as to his whereabouts would be thankfully received. [THE E.NO. | "IT WAS HAlfD TO EXDUBK. ONE THOUSAND URNS. That IN the Capacity of $HD Fr Now Colamhiirlum, A columbarium to hold 1,000 urns, eachurn holdin;,'tha-ashes of one cremated boclj", 'i:m !• • -n erected near San Fran"! -.- r:.t :: .. ,,L uf fi^.OOO. It is the on'v •>'.:. .,!' tho kind in the country. it i.. •• building 23 feet square and 45 .ig-h, built entirely of granite, SAX FRANCISCO COLUMBARIUM. with a dome roof of iron frame covered with.torra eotta tiling. In the crown of tho dome there is a skylight, through which a soft, religious Jight falls into the interior of the building, where the urns -will stand around in peaceful mathematical array. Tho floor is in mosaic, with a large bed of flowers in the center. The tiers of pigeonholes may be reached by a bronze staircase. The building has been so planned that •wings can bo added at any time, but it is expected that it will be many years before the 1,000 pigeon-holes now ready will be all occupied, although the San Francisco crematory, since the time of its completion, has done a steadily increasing business every year. IIo Had Ills Suspicions. A correspondent says that the. late Ismail Pasha was petulant!}- suspicious of everybody with whom he had dealings. On one occasion when he had been advised by Jules Ferry, then tho French premier, to visit London in order to enlist the support of the British 'overnment in his scheme to oust his son, Tewfik, at Cairo, lie showed a new aigh hat to a friend with the remark: •Ferry says I should not goto London in a fez, it's too oriental. lie recommended me to his hatter, and the pig has charged me forty francs for thia thing. I suspect Ferry has a commission on it-" story, but would not tell it in court. Two of the jail officials were also told his story in confidence, and it was never made public. According to notes taken at the time, the man said: "I was born and bred in.a Christian family. My father was a preacher, and educated me himself. I was graduated in law, and also studied medicine. I was not pleased with cither profession, but wanted to become a merchant. I had no means with which to start in business, so I became a bookkeeper, and was engaged in that occupation when. I came to Washington seeking employment. I came here to avoid becoming murderer. "That may surprise you; but it is a fact. I had three children, little girls. I became convinced that my home had been invaded by a villain, and that my wife's affections were alienated from me. I thoroughly satisfied myself of the fact, and then I bought a revolver with which to murder the invader of my home, and also to kill my wife. When I entered the front door of my house, with that weapon in my pocket, my youngest child, a three-year-old girl, threw her arms around my neck, kissed me and said: 'Here tomes my good papa.' "I went away in a few minutes, and throw that revolver down the sewer on a street corner. I could not do the deed, for that little girl softened my heart and drove the spirit of crime away. I told my wife what had occurred; tola her i h;id been saved by the child, and bcgfrod her to refer.".;. She merely smiled and huuimod a tune indifferently. I then arose and told her that I was i^oing 1 away, because 1 could not remain there and endure humiliation. I told her that I would leave town, because to remain would make a criminal of me. As I walked out of the door, she laughed at me. It was hard to endure; but I kissed my children, and told them I was going on a long journey; and I never saw them afterwards. I thought that it was bet-, ter to leave them, to give them up, than to remain and have them bear the stigma of having 1 a mxtrderer for their father. "I went to Philadelphia and New York, and then came here. I sent home all of -the money I made, over m; meager living expenses. I did it al for the children. God only knows hov I loved my fittlc ones. My wife wroti several sarcastic, scolding letters to me but I never answered them. I merely inclosed a check every week in an en vclopc. Finally she came here. She do nodiing to aid in the accomplishment of that result. In that same cell two yours ago there was confined a prisoner who had dclibc-rutelv and maliciously shot and killed a maa who. he said", had traduced his wife. Somehow, by legal' legerdemain, he was acquitted. lie returned to his business, as n bartender, but never prospered. He was employed last winter by one of our leading" hotels, but, when the proprietor learned that he was a murderer lie discharged him. He was haggard, thia, and looked like a hunted animal. When he left the hotel, he said to the pro- t>riefj->r: "This is tho fourth place I have lost on that account. Xobody wants me. I cannot wash the stain oil: of my hands. I am constantly afraid j that some relative of that man will kill me. I cannot sleep. I cannot get em- pi oyment. The world has no use for a murderer." He was a prey to fear all the time, and worried himself into a sick bed. Consumption came to him as the result of mental, anxiety, and he died last week. lie was buried in pot- j ter's field, without a friend. Whisky did it. 'Frank Ward was one of the foremost citizens of this city, lie began'life as a milkman, carrying milk in cans from house to house. He worked hard, and finally bought a horse anil wagon. Ho was prospered, and bought a score of wagons. Mis dairy was ;>. perfect gold mine, and he grew rich. He established dairy lunch rooms in every section of the city. Then he developed a passion for strong drink. Fie was seldom sober, and yet never too drunk to attend to the supervision of his business. One night, three years ago. lie killed a man in a saloon. \\'ca,lth. and the sympathy of hosts of friends who had known of his successful struggle in life, and superior lawyers, secured his acquittal. He tried to resume business; but the shadow of the crime was always over him. One night last winter, ho threw himself in, front of an electric car, and was instantly • killed. Ha found that there was no room in society Or a murderer. Whisky did it. Whisky jnado a murderer of Frank Ward. One year ago there was a murderer confined in the cell which Frank Ward ; had occupied. He did not escape juS' ;ice. This entire city was stirred to ;he highest pitch of excitement over :iis crime. Public sentiment was too strong to be overcome. Howard chneidcr was a son of wealthy parents, well educated, handsome, and vith every inducement in life to be upright and happy. Ho married the daughter of an excellent gentleman, but his conduct was such that his young wife.could not live with him. He spent is time with sporting men, and in- .ulged iu strong drink. One Sunday vening, inspired by the demon of the till, he met his wife and her brother >efore their own home, as they were oruing from church. There, almost before the eyes of their parents, who were sitting 1 in their parlor, he shot and killed her brother and mortally wounded his wife. She and her unborn for Infants and Children. IH1RTT y»«r»' obigrvation of Ca»torU wi{h the p»tron«g» jf million* of par»on», permit t» to «pcak of it withont It i» nnque«tiou»bly th« bait remedy for Infant* .»m th« world h«» ever known. It 1» h*rml«»«. CMldrMt Mhe It. K give, them health. It will »>v« thoir livn. I» It Mother* kim> something which i» mbtolntely mmf» and p»otfo«lly B<rf»ot ••.-« child'i medicine. Cartoria de«troy» Worm*. Ca»tori» allay* r«vcrl«li»»«i. Cartoria prevent* vomiting Sour Card. Caatoria cnre« Plan-hop* «nd Wind Colie. Caitorift relieve* Teething Trouble*. Caitorin cnre» Constipation and Flatulency. Cartoria nontriili*e» tho effect* of carbonic ncid ga» or pol»onou» itfc. Ca»tori« doei not contain morphine, opium, or other narcotic property Ca«torl» qiiimllato* the food, rognl«te» tlio ttomach and T>ow«Vy giving haalthy and natural sleep. Caitoria t» put up in one-»tte bottle* only. It in not «old in bnllc. Don't allow any one to iiell yon anything clue on the pica or f i that it i» "jn«t a»,good" and "will ftimwcr every pnrpone." S«e that yon got C-A-3-T-O-R-I-A. The f»o-«buile nlgnnture of wrapper. Children Cry for Pitcher's Castoria. did not come as a penitent, but as a Nemesis. She demanded all of my wages, and threatened to make unkinc reports of me to my employer. I tolc her I knew of her wickedness, but that I did not want ray little girls to know that their mother was an unworthy woman. She followed me about town, came to my place of business, and then, on that fatal night, she came to my boarding house, accompanied by that villain. I shot at him, and he ran. Then, in iny frenzy, I killed her. That is nil there is of my story. 1 will not tell it in court. My children may bear the sad memory of the cruelty of their father. They shall never hear, if I can prevent it. that their mother was an unworthy woman." It was a s orange story. Nobody over heard of the name of the other man. He was never traced. lie was never mentioned during the trial. The jail officials at first believed that the story was made up by the man; but they finally believed him. and pitied him. By telling his story in court, and proving if, tlie prisoner might have success- fuTly pleaded temporary insanity. But lie was heart-broken before the deed was committed. He spoke but the truth when he told the judge that he' wanted to die. Life was of no value to him. ' An effort is now being made to secure his pardon; but it is not likely to nrove successful. The convict will > Perfect health is maintained by expelling-from the body the decayed product of .digestion. Coa"" stipation, with the terrible results following tl« absorptiou of excreta, is quicldy relieved by LEMON TONIC LAXATIVE. The refreshing 1 properties derived from Lemons with the Tonic and Laxative principles of select vegetable products form.an elegant tasting liquid Laxative. >. Ladies -will find it of priceless value. Many cases of supposed Uterine Enlargement prove to J be bowel accumulations. Ge.itlemenwillfind it productive ofAppetite, Energy and a Clear *in,"^certain cure for Indigestion, Headache and Biliousness. LARGE BOTTLES. 5O CTS. AT ALL DRUGGISTS. EMON -TONIC. LAXATIVE ICYCim ARE THE HIGHEST OF AH HIGH GRADES. Warranted Superior to ;my Bicycle -i i tbo World Kwiirlicssot Price sac Scorcher 21 ibs., $85 I Indiana Bicycle Co., Indianapolis, Ind., U. S. Built :ind Rnaranirm! by itic 'Tndlnr.il Co., a Million Uillnrconwritllon, whose txxn -to nsKocdiixKOld. Do HOI. bay H wheel oiitli JK liave .si-en Hit WAVKttLEV. Catalogue fre«. Good mjentx wanted ID every town. "WHERE DIRT GATHERS, WASTE RULES." GREAT SAVING RESULTS FROM THE USE OF SAPOLJO •WHISKY DID IT, babe died together the following day. The murderer was convicted and hanged. Whisky did it. A Member of congress was killed one day not many years ago on the marble steps of the cnpitol building 1 by a newspaper correspondent. The man who •lid the shooting was acquitted when it was demonstrated that the congressman had .been persecuting him for more than a year. The congressman was one of the most eloquent men in i;he house of representatives. He had been a preacher in the mountains of Kentucky, and a good preacher, too. He was sent to congress and immediately attracted attention by his superior abilities. But, like so many men before him, he easily fell a victim to the flattery of his coll«a;rues and of dependent constituents. He became a drinking man and cave free rein to the passion for strong 1 drink. That led him iato indiscretions of another nature, lie went into an executive department one day while on a spree and by his conduct compromised a female clerk. The story could not lia kept a secret and the newspaper man printed it. Ever afterwards he insulted and injured t'be correspondent until the traged\- resulted. Whisky did it. Thomas Taylor was a baker, em-' ployed about half a mile east of the capitol building. Uc went to .work at. two o'clock ia the morning and returned to his home for breakfast shortly, before eight o'clock. On the war home he stopped at two saloons and' drank the fiery and treacherous poison, lie quarreled with his young wife:, and in the presence of a little four-year-old girl, their only child, he drew a revolver -and killed his wife. He then ittmcd the weapon against himself, jut his dying wife turned his hand, so that' he only gave himself a slight •wound. "Whisky did it. Nearly every ni^ht in a section sonth of Pennsylvania avenue, and within a stone's throw of the eapitol. where the ower orders of white and black humanity conrrregate, some cutting or hooting affray occurs. The locality is called the/'Division," 1 and constitutes a cordon of crime between the avenue and the Smithsonian and agricultural department grounds. The congregation, of; criminals could be prevented by our police department; but nothing is done except U> make, arrests after crimes are committed.., In every case of assault, and in every deadly affray, the story is told in the police court, that whisky did it. Thesaloons in that quarter are kept by brutal men and lost women. They sell rank poison, compared with which the real whisky would be nectar. And yet, our authorities issue licenses to these dealers in damnation. SMITH D. FHV. EOONE THE HUNTER. Il« Alvrajs Carried Ill« Rifle and Killed •Much Kls C.-«mc. The next few years were passed by Boone amid unending Indian conflicts. He was a leader among the settlers, both in peace and in war. At one time he represented them in the house of burgesses of Virginia; at another time he was a member of the first little Kentucky parliament itself: rind he became a colonel of the frontier militia. He tilled the land, -and lie chopped the pickled the .buffalo beer lore use mi ter. lie killed great numbers of bears and made bacon of them, precisely as if they had been hogs. ,The«oae> mon game were deer and elk. At.th*&i time no Kentucky hunter would, -vraatoi a shot on anything so small as a prairi* chicken or .wild duck; but they- sometimes killed geese and swans when, tiey: came south in the winter and lit on ttaM rivers. • • . l>eflned. Miss Frances Power Cobbe once discussed evolution with Sir Charles LycH. when some of the party had betrayed:' the idea that "survival of the fittest" meant of the best. Sir Charles left- the room (continues Miss Cobbe, in her recently published memoirs) and . wez& downstairs, but suddenly rushed back into the drawing-room, arid said to roe all in a breath, standing on thc'-Tug; "I'll explain it to you in one minute* Suppose you had been lix-ing. in Spain three hundred years ago and had ba<Ls. sister, who was a perfectly commonplace person ^nd believed everytbrnjr she was told. \VclI. .your sister r. - o°j!a. have been happily married and had -5. numerous progeny, and that r.'O^ld trees himself: he helped b-jild the cab- j have been tho .vurviv;;! of the iiuc3t; !ns and stockades with his own hands, wielding the long-handled light-headed frontier a.r as skillfully as other frontiersmen did. His main business, writes Theodore Roosevelt in St. Nicholas, was that of surveyor, for his knowledge of the country, and his ability to travel through it in spite of the danger from Indians, created much demand for his services among people who wished to ]ay off tracts of wild land for their own future use. But whatever he did, and wherever he went, he had to be sleep- •lessly on the watch for his Indian foes. When he and his fellows tilled the stump-dotted fields . of corn, one or more, of the party were always on. guard, with, rifle at the. ready, for fear, of lurking savages. When he went to the house of'burgesses he carried Ms long rifle,- and traversed roads not a mile of which was free from the danger of Indian attacks. The settlements in the early years depended exclusively upon game for their meat, and Boonc -was. the mightiest of all hunters, so that npon him devolved the task- of keeping his p^eople He .killed many buffaloes, and but, you would have been burn)/at -am. auto-da-fe, and ilicrc would nave been, an end of you. You would have bccti unsuited to your environment. There" That's evolution! Good-by:" On wear his hat. and we oeard Lhr: hal! door close after him before wo ha<i . don* laugbinp-. MERCURIAL POISON- bywhicn toe system fe filled with mercury and potash uiirtureu—SJOK: to be dreaded than UK disease—and ID a. ; /;m>rt while is In a frozse condition tbaii before. RHEUMATiSMr,:^ . t-booiiog P«J«) and ftdiinp Joints raiii«-]!fe miserable. a&S.-* a reliable euro for rntittirj^i. Th^pi,,n^»t. | AMI affords relief evca * Tier .^^ .^^ ^^^. aU else ban failed. Hter^Ptt f^ VV gnantitecdpurelyvt^e- ^L^ ^L~ «:/» table, and abaolatel; ^^ ^^k ^^k tiannlea; take no sub- k ^A k. ^Q k^K ctitnte. fiend for oar ^^B mj§ m^g. on blood anil ^^ ^i^ ^^ ittn dlmm. mailed free to taj uMram. SWIFT SPECIFIC OOMFANY, AtUoU. Cta-

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