Smith and Tobin

Cortland Evening Standard, Thursday, February 13, 1896.

Cortland Too Uncomfortable

   Two young men giving the names of Smith and Tobin, who were arrested in Cortland in December on complaint of officials of the D., L. & W. R.R. on the charge of breaking into freight cars, showed up in Cortland again yesterday. They had been doing sixty days' time in Onondaga penitentiary. They were given lodging at the police station last night and this morning Chief of Police Linderman ordered them out of town on a double quick. Soon afterward at one of the depots the chief as he entered one door saw them just disappearing through another evidently believing themselves safer at a distance. The chief says that if they ever show up in Cortland again as tramps they will be sorry for their visit here.

SETTLED THE CASE.

The Railroad Paid $600 For the Death of the Child.

   The Ithaca Journal of Wednesday says: "On the second day of September, 1890, Howard F. Savocool, the six year- old son of Eugene A. Savacool of Freeville, was killed by the cars in that village. The lad was crossing the center of one of the streets which crossed the tracks of the E, C. & N. R. R., when a car which was being "kicked" on a switch struck him, crushing his shoulder and dragging him along for some ten feet and [the train] running over him, it is believed produced his instant death. The car which caused the death of the lad was moving quite fast, and there was no brakeman on it to either check its speed or give warning of its approach to anyone who might be crossing the street.

   Eugene A. Savocool, as administrator, brought action against the E, C. & N. R. R., for $5,000 damages, retaining the firm of Halliday & Denton of this city, to prosecute the claim.

   Halliday & Denton presented the claim to the company and succeeded in obtaining a settlement of the case which was very satisfactory to Mr. Savocool, the railroad company paying $600 to Mr. Savocool."

 

 

Two Killed On a Crossing.

   BATAVIA, N. Y., Feb. 13.—Edward Rose, a farmer, residing near here and his nephew, Edward Nill of Buffalo, a boy l2 years old, were struck and instantly killed at a grade crossing on the Central tracks in this village by a west bound express.

 

A BROKEN TRUCK.

Interference With Traffic on the McGrawville Road.

   One of the trucks under the combination car, No. 17, on the McGrawville branch suddenly broke this morning when the car was on a return trip from McGrawville. The accident occurred just west of the Trout brook bridge, where the car always runs slowly and on this account no further damage was done.

   Mr. J. W. Maxwell was at once notified by telephone from McGrawville and he with a force of men went immediately to the place with a new truck with which they are replacing the broken one.

   In the meantime car No. 16 is making regular trips to and from the place where the accident occurred which is just outside McGrawville village.

   The mail was transported at the usual time by Liveryman John B. Morris.

 

Notice.

   Believing that there are frequent violations of the excise laws in Cortland village, I hereby request all good citizens to report to me any evidence known to them of such violation in any hotel, saloon or private house within the corporation. If such evidence is secured at any expense of time or trouble such persons will be suitably rewarded if conviction for the misdemeanor can be obtained.

F. W. HIGGINS,

President of the Village.

 

LINCOLN'S MEMORY.

Told Where He Had Put a Whetstone Fifteen Years Before.

   It is said that Abraham Lincoln never forgot a face and was never at loss to greet by name any person whom be had ever known. Possibly this may be an exaggeration, but many anecdotes are told which go to prove that the great president did have a wonderful memory.

   When he was a comparatively young man and a candidate for the Illinois legislature, he made a personal canvass of his district. While "swinging around the circle" he stopped one day and took dinner with a farmer in Sangamon county.

   Years afterward, when Lincoln had become president, a soldier came to call on him at the White House. At the first glance the chief executive said:

   "Yes, I remember you. You used to live on the Danville road. I took dinner with you when I was running for the legislature. I recollect that we stood talking together out at the barnyard gate while I sharpened my jackknife."

   "Ya-as," drawled the soldier. "You did. But, say, wherever did you put thet whetstone? I looked fer it a dozen times, but I never could find it after the day you used it. We 'lowed as how mebby you took it 'long with you."

   ''No,” said Lincoln, looking serious and pushing away a lot of documents of state from the desk in front of him. "No, I put it on top of that gatepost—that high one."

   "Well," exclaimed the visitor, "mebby you did. Couldn't nobody else have put it there, and none of us ever thought to look there fer it."
   The soldier was then on his way home, and when he got there the first thing he did was to look for that whetstone. And, sure enough, there it was, just where Lincoln had laid it 15 years before. The honest fellow wrote a letter to the chief magistrate of the nation, telling him that the whetstone had been found and would never be lost again.