Taylor Hall block on Main Street as it appeared in 1899. |
OLD
PEDESTRIAN IN TOWN.
Calls to
Mind the Walking Fever of Twenty Years Ago.
Any person in Cortland who can look back
twenty-five years, and who resided here at the time, as well as many in
McGrawville, Homer, Groton and this vicinity, may remember a young man who was
about twenty-two years of age at that time who lived in Newark, N. J., and New
York. He was a fast professional walker, and had walked a great deal in and around
Newark and New York, also having walked in Chicago before the big fire, and
walked from Chicago to Louisville, Ky., on time in 1869.
Forrester, for that was his name, came up to
Cortland and McGrawville twenty-five years ago to take a vacation and to visit
some friends, and while around this vicinity gave some walking exhibitions in
halls in various towns, including Taylor hall, Cortland. He gave interesting
exhibitions and exhibited the various walking gaits as adopted by himself, and Weston, and other noted American and English pedestrians. He also made many
practice walks in the company of personal friends who used to like to accompany
him to and from the various towns in this section; and made many trips to
McGrawville and back, starting from the Messenger House, making very quick time
on several occasions, considering the hilly and rough nature of the roads.
"Yankee" Griswold, the tinkering
jeweler, who used to go around with a clock in his hat and who is now serving a
term in Auburn prison for shooting Dennis
O'Shea, had had considerable walking on the roads and was considered quite a
"tough man on the walk," so that there was at that time much general
interest all over the country in walking and pedestrianism.
The friends of Griswold and Forrester were
all anxious for some fun, and wanted to see a race between the two to see who
was the better walker. So Taylor hall was the scene of the contest, and they
had a big audience, who wanted to see the race and speed of the contestants,
and the excitement was intense, and the applause and cheers were in great
abundance!
It was a five-mile heel and toe walking race,
and Forrester conceded Griswold some odds, and at the call of time—the pair
started off to win. The excitement ran high, as the race progressed, and the
music made things more lively, and spurred the walkers on to "do or
die!" Griswold's walking was of his own special style, and history never recorded
such a gait, for it was a shamble, a leap, a lay over and a good share of the
time a common out and out plain run!
But Forrester said "Let him run all he
wants to, he can't keep it up around these many corners, and I'll beat him
anyhow." Forrester walked a fine, upright, scientific gait, and as easy
and regular as clock work, putting in an occasional burst of speed and spurt
for a lap or two that would bring out much applause, and also put him in
advance of Griswold, who lost the race. Forrester was highly complimented on
his good walking and general fairness and good behavior.
He kept up walking, and gave many
exhibitions, and walked a number of hard races, defeating the celebrated
English champion James Adams in a fifteen-mile race, and during the last year
of his walking, which was 1879, he gave odds in all his races, and won them
all. But he suffered from sunstroke in August of that year, which injured his
health and vitality so that he had to withdraw from the field, and he has been
traveling on the road constantly ever since. He dropped into Cortland Wednesday
and is taking the opportunity of seeing some of those he met here long years
ago, also some good personal friends in McGrawville.
Mr. Forrester is not a sporting man but a
gentleman of good habits and of good family. Wednesday evening about 8 o'clock
as he was walking up Main-st., just as he got in front of Taylor hall, he
looked up at the building and the old iron balcony, and he thought of old times
and the days gone by, and that race with "Yankee" Griswold, and
although burdened with a heavy overcoat and overshoes he straightened up, and
struck a gait that took him past Taylor hall at a clip that showed he had lots
of fire and science left. He leaves Cortland to-day or to-morrow highly pleased
with his visit here.
A FRIEND.
DIED LIKE A SPARTAN.
Murderer
Lake Betrayed No Sign of Fear.
A MOST
SUCCESSFUL EXECUTION.
Emma
Hunt's Slayer Put Away With Neatness and Dispatch—Joked With the Warden Just
Before His Death—The Murder Recalled.
AUBURN, N. Y., April 5.—At 12:44 1/2 P. M. a
current of 1,740 volts was turned into William Lake, the brutal murderer of Emma
Louise Hunt of Carlton, in the death chamber at Auburn prison. One minute later
Lake had expiated his crime. The execution was the most successful that has
ever taken place here.
Lake's last hours on earth were spent very
much as he has spent all his hours this week, reading the Bible.
He arose at 4 o'clock in the morning. About
7 o'clock the death warrant was read to him. He listened to the reading quietly
and said not a word when it was finished. He partook of a hearty breakfast and
ate it with evident relish. Shortly after 11 o'clock Warden Stout visited the
condemned cell to vest Lake in the suit which he wore to the chair.
After the trousers had been on, the warden
noticed that the price mark was still upon them and told the keeper that he had
better remove it.
"Never mind," interjected Lake,
"it will never be seen on the street." He smiled upon saying this and
seemed very much unconcerned.
At 12:35 those who received invitations were
summoned to the warden's office. When the witnesses had been seated Electrician
Davis tested the apparatus by passing the current through 20 lamps stretched across
the chair. Warden Stout gave a nod to start for the condemned cell. The warden
led the procession and was followed by the keepers and Lake, who walked with
his spiritual adviser, Rev. George T. Webb, towards the chair.
Lake gave one casual glance around the room
and then seated himself in the chair.
The keepers strapped him into the chair and
Dr. F. W. Zimmer of Rochester adjusted to his left wrist a sphygmograph, a
little instrument which traces the pulse beats with unerring accuracy.
When at 12:43 1/2 the keepers completed their
work a small stream of water was seen to trickle down the face of the condemned,
issuing from the sponge under the electrode on his head. His right leg was
bared, the trousers having been slit almost to the knee and to the calf of the limb
where the other electrode had been attached.
As the keepers stepped aside Mr. Webb read
from the 116 psalm. When Mr. Webb had concluded, the officials stepped aside, Dr.
Zimmer kept his eye on the watch and Warden Stout gave Electrician Davis the
signal. In a flash a current of 1,740 volts was turned into the body in the chair.
It straightened against the straps which held it and something like a muffled groan
issued from the compressed lips.
For four seconds the full current was left
on, and then it was reduced to 150 volts, where it was allowed to remain for 25
seconds. During this period Lake's legs moved slightly from side to side; his left
hand also moved, but there was no trace of suffering. At the expiration of 25
seconds the current was increased to 1,740 volts; the left hand and the legs moved
again, and then the current, after three seconds, was reduced to 150 volts again,
and at the expiration of a minute from the time the current had been first turned
on it was shut off altogether.
Dr. Zimmer stepped forward. He could
distinguish no beating of the heart and it was found that the sphygmograph registered
no pulsations. This Dr. Zimmer accounted for afterward by saying that the
muscular contraction was so great that the instrument had been thrown out of
gear and rendered ineffective.
The other physicians also listened for heart
beats, but there were none. When all had listened Dr. Sawyer's voice broke the
impressive silence, he saying, "The man is dead."
The crime for which Lake forfeited his life
was the murder, in October last, of Emma Hunt, a domestic in the family of a
farmer named Van Camp, near Carlton, N. Y. Lake, who was a farm laborer on the
same farm, had fallen in love with the girl, and anger at her refusal to marry him
caused him to outrage and then kill her. He pounded her head to a jelly and slashed
her abdomen with a knife, evidently trying to conceal the traces of the outrage.
He escaped, but was captured several days
later,
Before committing the crime Lake wrote a
confession of what he was about to do and said his life had been ruined because
he was of illegitimate birth.
The finding of this document helped both in
the capture and conviction of Lake.
It Was no
Libel.
LONDON, April 5.—The case of Oscar Wilde
against the Marquis of Queensberry for libel was brought to a close this
morning in a verdict in favor of the defendant. The jury found not only that
the defendant was not guilty of libel, but in a subsidiary verdict declared
that the Marquis of Queensberry's charges were true and had been made for the
public good. Oscar Wilde has been arrested and taken to Scotland Yard.
PAGE
TWO—EDITORIALS.
◘ In the
state of Ohio, at least, drug companies that mix a little oatmeal, water and
sugar together and sell them for heavy prices as cures for every ailment are
not to be allowed to go on their swindling way unpunished. The state food
commission is attacking with a vigor that ought to be imitated all over the
country druggists who adulterate their wares and substitute cheaper articles
for those a prescription calls for. In the investigation liquid ammonia is one
of the articles often found below proof. The most gigantic fraud is perhaps
perpetrated in the sale of so-called distilled water. Here the druggists come
out strong, driving a glorious trade on impure water that they sell for the
distilled article. In some cases an example will be made of the wholesale firms
that adulterate goods before they go to the retailer. It is a matter of life and
death whether the community gets pure drugs and pure distilled water, and the
druggist who for the sake of a little paltry gain knowingly sells something else
is a conscienceless scoundrel and deserves the penitentiary.
◘ The
smoke and ashes nuisance in towns and cities will undoubtedly be done away in
time by the use of electricity for heating and cooking. Before that time comes,
however, gas will be largely substituted for coal and other fuel. It is
becoming cheaper from year to year. It has been calculated that where gas can
be supplied in houses for $l per thousand cubic feet it is at least as cheap as
coal. When gas can be had at that price, then there will be no more smoke
begrimed cities, no more worrying by city authorities over what to do with
ashes, no more wrestling with soot and clinkers and getting hair and eyes full
of dust and ashes and the face and clothing streaked with soot, no more ruining
hands and finger nails so that their owner will be ashamed to show them, no
more lifting heavy weights of coal and ashes, no more dusty and sooty coal
bins. Speed the day!
◘ President
Cleveland has now three homes, at least half as many as Queen Victoria
has, one very important difference being that he pays for two of them himself.
Bank
Charter Extension.
The charter of The National Bank of Cortland
expires on the 13th day of May next,
and at the regular monthly meeting of the board of directors on Tuesday
morning of this week a resolution was unanimously adopted authorizing the
president of the bank to certify to the written application of shareholders
representing more than two-thirds of the capital stock asking to have the
charter extended for another 20 years. All the papers were properly executed
under the seal of the bank, together with the president's request for the
extension and the cashier's order for new plates for currency.
On receipt of these papers the comptroller
of the currency, under the provisions of the law, will send a special examiner
to inspect the condition and assets of the bank, and upon his making a
favorable report the extension of the charter will be granted. The officers of
the bank are every day expecting the examiner to arrive to do his part of the work.
With its charter extended, The National Bank
of Cortland will enter upon another 20 years of prosperity and usefulness to
the community. The bank has grown very strong during the past few years, and
will be an important factor in promoting the industries and business interests
of this town and vicinity. Its surplus
and profits have grown to be equal to seventy per cent of its capital stock.
Slight
Fire in the Postoffice.
At 9:15 o'clock last night one of the large
lamps in the mailing department of the Cortland postoffice slipped from its
fastening and fell to the floor, spilling the oil and setting fire to an empty
sack which lay close by. Deputy Postmaster
F. E. Plumb, Mailing Clerk E. J. Hopkins and Distributing Clerk R. H. Miller
were all in the office at the time. One of them seized a wooden snow shovel and
by means of this carried the lamp to the door and threw it into the street.
There was plenty of city water close at hand from the faucet in the sink and a
liberal use of this quickly extinguished the fire. No first-class mail was
harmed in any way. One sack of papers was soaked with water, but all were dried
out and forwarded to-day except five papers upon which the addresses were
obliterated by the water. A mailing basket from the Democrat office from which the papers had just been removed was
covered with oil from the lamp as it fell, caught fire and was thrust out into
the street and burned up. The only loss was one mailbag and four mail sacks
which were damaged beyond repair, and the lamp itself.
An alarm was turned in from box 432 at the
Messenger House corner and the department quickly responded, but there was no
need for their services.
Mailing Clerk Hopkins said to a STANDARD
reporter that in his opinion the probable cause of the fall of the lamp was
that the bale which supports the lamp from below had been bit by a mail bag in
moving it and that the blow moved the bale from its proper place so that a jar
would give it an opportunity of slipping out.
It is an
Old Landmark.
While workmen were tearing out the interior
of the house of J. A. Graham on Main-st. yesterday preparatory to building the
new block, they found written in pencil upon the inside of a casing the words
"Built for Asa White, 1835." This fixes the age of the house. Mr. White
is known to have been the first owner of the place. He was the grandfather of
ex-President Andrew D. White of Cornell university.
BREVITIES.
—Regular meeting of the Sons of Veterans
occurs to-night at 8 o'clock.
—The Y. M. C. A. bookkeeping class meets
this evening at 8 o'clock in the Y. M. C. A. classroom.
—The ladies of the Universalist church are
rejoicing in the purchase of a new suit of pulpit chairs for the church.
—An ewe belonging to A. J. Brink of North
Lansing recently gave birth to four lambs, three of which are living.—Groton Journal.
—The Utica Observer dispenses lots of wisdom
in a bunch when it says: The April fool
can be endured. It is the year around fool that makes life a burden.
—The Binghamton board of trade has requested
the D., L. & W. R. R. to build the new railroad station in that city which
has been so long talked about.
—Frank J. Peck, Charles Wickwire and William
Stillman have just indulged in new wheels. All have purchased the white rimmed
Barnes wheels.
—We publish to-day on our sixth page the
Talmage sermon which usually appears on Saturday. We shall be very crowded
to-morrow with special advertising.
—Ithaca firemen are preparing to capture a
few of the prizes which will be offered at the Central New York Firemen's convention
to be held in Owego next August.—Ithaca Journal.
That is all right, but the Cortland firemen expect to be there too.
—Mr. Mahan has engaged the Misses Keyes for
his next music festival. These talented and popular young ladies have been
studying in New York City under one of the best teachers, since their last appearance
here two years ago, and have made great progress. Their re-engagement here will
be hailed with delight by their many Cortland friends.
Last
Night's Sugar Festival.
Friends of the Neal Dow club filled the
rooms of the W. C. T. U. on Court-st. to overflowing last evening. Never before
had the pleasant headquarters of the Women's Christian Temperance union held such
a merry throng and it will be almost as impossible for the future, as the past,
to surpass the entertainment of last night. Though somewhat embarrassed at the
unexpected large number present, the club as hosts were not daunted, and
royally welcomed all who came. Before the evening was over expressions of
delight were heard on all sides with reference to the quality of the maple
syrup, which but a week ago was innocently coursing its way through the tree
itself. It is estimated that one hundred and fifty persons enjoyed the
refreshments served during the evening. Consequently the Neal Dow club
considers the social a great success socially and financially.
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