The Cortland Democrat, Friday, August
21, 1891.
CLINTON PRISON DISCIPLINE.
It was Greatly Exaggerated by a Discharged
Keeper.
PALATINE,
Aug. 18.—Major W. N. Johnson, clerk at Dannemora, arrived home yesterday for a
week's rest. Speaking of the charges made against the management of Clinton
prison he said:
"They all emanated from spite. A man
named Brophy of Troy, a keeper at the prison, was discharged and he started the
stories. He based his statements on specific cases which he greatly
exaggerated. The fact is that Keeper Moon, whom he charges with being the
author of alleged outrages, is a man who, while strict in discipline, is
thoroughly reliable and sympathetic in nature. He is a man whom I never saw
take a drink—a man of strictly temperate habits. The case referred to by this
man Brophy is a gang of transports from Elmira. They sent up to us a number of
incorrigibles from the reformatory. They refused to obey the rules of the
prison and were handcuffed a part of a day to a pipe running through one of the
corridors of the prison. They were not lifted off their feet. One hand was
raised to the pipe overhead and handcuffed there. The arm was not stretched and
the men were allowed to stand heel and toe on the floor. It is the same sort of
punishment I have seen inflicted on scholars in school, except that in the
latter case no handcuffs are used, the scholars being simply required to hold a
hand outstretched with a hook in it.
FROM EVERYWHERE.
The
United States has 177,818 miles of railway.
According
to the very latest census reports there are 12,500,000 families in the United
States.
The
steamer Teutonic has beaten all records across the Atlantic ocean. She made the
trip in 5 days, 16 hours and 31 minutes.
The White Star steamer, "Majestic,"
made the ocean trip from Queenstown in five days, eighteen hours and ten
minutes. August 1st. and 3rd she made five hundred and one miles.
The
estimate of the United States wheat crop this year is 540,000,000 bushels. The
crop already assured in Kansas is 70,000,000; Minnesota 60,000,000 and
Wisconsin 10,000,000. Who is going hungry this winter?
The trial
of Benj. Gibbs of Cazenovia for catching trout in the vicinity of Perryville less
than six inches long, tried at Fenner last week before Esq. Nichols, resulted
disastrously to the young man in a verdict of $50 and costs.
John
Purcell, jr., a former resident of Herkimer, was quite seriously injured at Richfield
Springs, Friday. He was shoeing a horse, when he was in some way knocked down
and the animal stepped on his face and chest. He was badly mangled by the
horse's hoofs.
Henry C.
Barber, a shoemaker residing at Sherburne, was found lying dead about half a
mile west of Sherburne on the farm of Alfred Balcome, Saturday afternoon. Barber had a handkerchief fastened tightly around
his neck. His face was swollen and it is thought he had died from
strangulation.
Vergennes,
Vermont, is the third oldest city in the United States, having been chartered
in 1788. Hartford and New Haven, Connecticut, were chartered in 1784. Vergennes is probably the smallest and most
quiet city in the country, having a population of 1,773 and covering only 1,200
acres of land.
At 5:45
yesterday morning George Kelly, a young man 22 years of age and employed as a
brakeman on the New York, Ontario & Western railroad, while letting
off a brake on his train at North Bay, Oneida county, fell between the freight
car and the caboose and the wheels of the caboose passed over him, killing him
instantly.
The wagon
and sleigh factory in Binghamton will be known hereafter as the
Sturtevant-Larabee Company, and the company enlarged by the introduction of new
partners. Mr. J. Kingman retires from active management but retains his
interest in the concern. Mr. Orsen Britton of the Standard Wagon Company of
Cincinnati comes to the new company.
Walker
Davis, an inmate of the county house situated four miles north of Oxford, attempted
suicide the other night. He endeavored to cut his throat with a very dull
knife, and after making a jagged wound nearly three inches in length and stabbing
himself in the arm and several times in the breast near the heart, he aroused a
fellow inmate and requested him to sharpen the knife.
Considerable
of a sensation was created in Auburn early Monday evening by a suicide in the
business centre of the city. William J. Price, a well-to-do farmer, hung himself
in the law office of his brother, Herbert Price, in Genesee street. He went to
the closet to accomplish his purpose while the office was vacant. He took a small
rope with him, stood on a box and threw the end of the rope over a crossbeam and
swung himself into eternity. He was not discovered until life was extinct. He was
40 years old and leaves a family. Ill health and mental derangement are given as
the causes of the act.
Rise and Fall of a Famous City.
No city
in America, and few in the world have had so wonderful a history as Pithole,
which lies in a little valley some five hours' journey from Pittsburg, and about
as distant from Buffalo. Early in December, 1864, the site of this town was occupied
by two farms, and its inhabitants could be numbered on one's fingers.
At that
time the oil regions were in the most terrific throes of the initial petroleum excitement.
Fortunes were flying by on the wings of the wind, in the Titusville field, and
those who were quick enough reached out and grasped them.
Wild-caters
were prospecting in every direction for new territory, and, early in the last
month of 1864, a well was begun here. Work was continued until January 7, when
oil was struck. No pumps were needed. The well, No. 4 U. S., proved to be a
gusher. Great streams of fluid gold burst from the bowels of the earth and rose
high in the air, overrunning all the surrounding land. Oil was then selling at
$5 per barrel, and this well was making 1,500 barrels per day.
Those
were the days of "Coal Oil Johnny," and other famous characters; days
when all were on the alert for news from the field, ready to move at an hour's
warning. So when a horseman dashed over the wild road from Pithole to
Titusville with word that No. 4 U. S. had proved a gusher, excitement knew no
bounds. Hundreds started at once for the new field, on horses, in wagons, on
foot, with baggage and without.
In six
weeks from the time the first well was struck the population of Pithole reached
6,000. By midsummer this had trebled. By October the magic city had reached the
most astounding stage of development. At that time two theatres were in full blast,
one which cost $20.000.
In the
town were a dozen hotels, some of which had been built at a cost of $40,000 each.
A Roman Catholic and a Methodist church were completed, and a Presbyterian church,
"built just for fun," was under way. Two railroads were finished and
others were being surveyed.
The
postoffice handled more mail matter than any other in the State of Pennsylvania,
except those at Philadelphia and Pittsburg. Residences, bar-rooms, dance
houses, brokers offices, banks, drug stores, law offices and other buildings
covered what a few months previous had been tilled fields.
At this
time, October, 1865, Pithole was a seat of trade employing millions of dollars in money, a city with the third largest
postofflce in the State, a city with water works, efficient fire and police
departments, magnificent hotels and theatres, teeming with a busy, industrious
enterprising general population, and with artisans, merchants, speculators,
agents and professional men, a city with railroads, express and telegraph
offices, and the ordinary accessories to populous municipalities.
When the Press
correspondent came to Pithole, a short time since [1891], he had to let
down bars of a fence to get in. Not a soul lives there. A farmer in the valley
four years ago purchased the entire city buildings and all for $1,200, which
was paid to the tax collector tor taxes. Your correspondent drove to the
renowned post-office. Two calves thrust their heads through an empty window
frame and gazed at him. Three or four sheep scampered out of what was once the
$60,000 Danforth House. Graded embankments of the railroads remain, but the
rails and ties are gone.
To-day
Pithole is a scene of the most object desolation. Upon the hill overlooking the
ruins stands the Presbyterian church. Its bell still hangs, its pews remain, and
on the pulpit rests the clergyman's Bible. One of the builders of this edifice
was a Scotchman who amassed great wealth, and left Pithole to go to his home
across the water. A few years since [ago] he died, leaving a large sum to the
church away out there in Pennsylvania. But the society had long before
disbanded, and the money could not be disposed as directed.
The
decline of the Magic City commenced within a year of its wonderful rise. Oil
gave out in 1867, and a terrible fire swept the town. All the old-timers moved
away. All? No; but a score [sic]. These quietly sleep among the briars and bushes
that run riot over the little graveyard where they were laid away when the now
dead city was a boiling, seething caldron of business.—Philadelphia Press.
TOWN
REPORTS.
LITTLE
YORK.
Miss Kittie Heady of Cortland spent Sunday
the guest of Miss Rexa M. Perkins.
Alvin Gay started Monday for the peach region
to procure a supply of that delicious fruit.
Mrs.
Adeline Hotchkiss of Allegany Co., is visiting her relatives and friends in
Cold Brook and this place.
"Ye" editor and estimable wife
spent a portion of last week at the Raymond House. He returned just in time to
save our talking him to death.
Charles
Gillett is giving his house a thorough overhauling and enlarging. This is
evidence of a successful season with the sawmill.
The Soldier and Sailor boys have secured the
Raymond grounds for Saturday when they hold their annual picnic. They have our
best wishes for a pleasant day while we shall have an eye to renew some of our
old acquaintances.
Mrs. Fannie Knapp (nee Brock) of Weedsport
is calling upon her old time friends in this county. She is also a visiting delegate
from Cayuga county to the Grand Lodge of this county which meets at this place
on Wednesday. The meeting takes the general form of a picnic.
We see that the Standard's correspondents
are to picnic at the Trout Park on the 28th inst. When we take our Johnny cake
and jug of buttermilk and eat in public for any man's advertisement we hope to
be kicked by a jackass. No sir, we shan't be there! It is a square meal with us
or nothing.
Last Friday Mrs. S. C. Lyons of Ohio, Mrs.
Catharine Sessions and Mrs. Kate Chamberlain
of Cortland visited Mr. and Mrs. S. D. Perkins. These were attended by Mr. and
Mrs. Will Perkins of Cortland, Mr. and Mrs. A. D. Perkins of Syracuse, and Miss
Grace Lyon of Ohio. It was a meeting of cousins, some of whom had not met in 42
years.
Last Friday at 11 P. M., Will Foster left
the Raymond House in a surrey with three ladies, going east. At the same time George
Lawson of Scott in a democrat wagon with his wife and baby was coming west. A
few rods east of the store they collided. Foster had both tugs broken and was
jerked over the dash board and considerably bruised—while Lawson had a spring
broken and almost tipped over. The "rebel yell" never beat that of
those ladies.
ULI SLICK. [pen name of local
correspondent.]
TRUXTON.
Dr. Snyder of Middleburg, N. Y., is visiting
his daughter, Mrs. J. C. Nelson.
Peter D. Muller and family have gone to the
Thousand Islands to spend a few weeks.
Dwight Call and wife and Jonathan Bosworth
of Cortland and Mrs. Nora Stevens of Union Valley were in town Saturday.
Steven Tourtellot of Syracuse, Ralph McCallister
of Apulia and Miss Emma Lansing of Herkimer visited friends here Sunday, and
Mrs. H. J. Lansing and son of Syracuse, Tuesday.
SCOTT.
Mr. F. D. Allen has raised his house for repairs.
Deacon Potter, wife and grand-daughter are
visiting in New York city.
Mrs. C. L. Jones, of Homer, has been visiting
friends in town for a few days.
The Y. P. S. C. E. hold an ice cream social
upon the lawn at the S. D. B. church on Wednesday evening of this week.
Quite a number of the friends of Miss Neva
Clarke gathered at her home last Sunday evening to commemorate her 19th birthday
anniversary.
Rev. J. A. Plaits, late pastor of the Scott
S. D. B. church, has accepted a call from the Leonardsville church, to commence
Oct. 1st. At present he is at his father's, in Alfred Centre.
EAST HILL.
If you
want to make a picnic a success, go to Raymond's Landing, which has every
accommodation for your comfort.
The
meetings held in Dist. No. 4 school house are well attended. These meetings are
conducted by the Young People's Society of Christian Endeavor.
The
annual Hill picnic was held last Friday at Little York. One hundred persons old
and young were served at the dinner tables under the willows. This is the
fourth one of these gatherings, and we have never had a bit of rain, or too
much wind, or an accident happen upon our picnic days. No other one of these
picnics has been so largely attended. The greatest excitement of the day was
the base ball game of the married men against the unmarried men, resulting in
the defeat of the unmarried men.
X. Y. Z.
PREBLE.
Rainy
weather these times.
Milk is
two cents a quart now.
The hay
crop was better than expected in Preble.
Misses
Kate and Agnes Kelly of Troy are visiting in town.
F. M.
Beardsley of Marathon was in town Tuesday of this week.
George
Barker is moving to Syracuse, where he has obtained work.
DuBois's
shop is completed and he has a competent blacksmith employed.
Mr.
Green's new store is completed and filled with goods and it looks quite attractive.
The
Morgan shop owned by Mr. Gillette, with Mr. Mack at the forge, is doing a thriving
business.
Calvin
Shepherd has put a new coat of paint on the Presbyterian church and made other
needed improvements about the edifice.
Andrew
Van Sisco met with a bad accident last week. He was standing up in a wagon,
when the horse started and he lost his balance, falling to the ground and sustained
quite severe injuries, breaking one of his ribs. Pudding and milk is the proper
internal application in such cases.
Dr.
Pollard, who came here about five or six months ago and has since been
practicing here, has returned to his home and is going to locate in Madison
county. Dr. Pollard is a young man of quiet and unassuming manners, and has
made many friends in town. He had good success as a physician and he will be
missed from our town. The Dr.'s father died a short time ago, and his family
wanted him to locate near home. His many friends in Preble wish him success in
life.
Republican
caucus held Monday evening, at the hall, had the appearance of a love feast
until they worked up Ryan, who laid down the law and after starting in as a
Peck man from top to bottom, when defeated for delegate to Senatorial
convention discovered that Mr. White was a good man, and he would be in the
convention and vote for him in spite of the caucus. Mr. Green's opinion of the
delegates elected would make quite a book if written in full. Ryan is an
American cyclone when aroused.
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