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GOV. ROOSEVELT EXPLAINS VETO, REIGN OF TERROR, CORTLAND BASEBALL WINS AGAIN, H. J. JOY LETTER, AND THE HISTORICAL SOUVENIR OF CORTLAND

 

Cortland Evening Standard, Monday, May 7, 1900.

ROOSEVELT EXPLAINS.

Governor Gives His Reasons for Vetoing Davis Bill.

   ALBANY, May 7.—Governor Roosevelt gives as his reason for vetoing the bill of Senator G. A. Davis, to permit the purchase of school furniture other than that manufactured by convict labor, that it is in reality a bill against the interests of the state and simply in the interests of a single firm of school furniture manufacturers which itself alleged to be in the furniture trust.

   "It may be," the governor says, "that too much machinery is used in the prisons for the purpose of increasing productions. The people of the state do not expect to make profits by running prison factories, and it is worth while for our legislature seriously to consider the Pennsylvania law of 1897, which provides that in certain public institutions of the state only foot or hand power machinery shall be used. The present system of the control of convict labor in this state has been recommended within 10 days by the national industrial commission at Washington in its report to congress as to the system which should be followed in the general outlines in the other states in this country. This New York system, which is thus recommended for adoption by other states, is in its essence one forbidding the sale of prison made goods in the open market in competition with free labor, doing away with the contract system and competition in market prices, and limiting the use of the products of prison labor to the institutions of the state itself.

   "An extraordinary feature of the results achieved in consequence of this system has been the steady falling off in the number of convicts in our prisons since the abolition of contract labor. Thus since 1895 there has been a falling off of nearly 2,800 in the total number of prisoners in the penitentiaries and the state prisons of New York. Moreover, in the three state prisons during the same year, there has been a decrease in the number of insanity cases.

   ''The same constitution which abolished the contract labor system also provided that the legislature should by law provide for the employment of prisoners in work for the state and its public institutions and for any such political division.

   "We cannot afford to prohibit the employment of the convicts at productive labor of some kind, and therefore it is to the last degree unwise and improper to pass a law to favor some particular employment, thus in effect discriminating against all other classes of labor, and entering upon a course of state action which, if consistently followed, would work a revolution of feeling that would tend to reinstate the very system which we have with such infinite pains abolished."

 
Emilio Aguinaldo.

REIGN OF TERROR.

Dreadful Description of Situation in the Philippine Islands.

   NEW YORK, May 7.—Edwin Wildman, former vice consul at Hong Kong, contributes an article on "A Reign of Terror in. the Philippines" to Leslie's Weekly, of which the following is an abstract:

   Although General Otis would have us believe that the war in the Philippines is over, I learn from private sources of information of the highest authority, that there exists a veritable reign of terror in most parts of the archipelago within a gunshot from our army posts. Either General Otis is blind to the situation or is keeping the real facts from the American people. Aguinaldo's forces have scattered into marauding bands and leaguing themselves with the mountain Tulisannes and Ladrones, terrorize the country and effectually check the cultivation of crops and the sale of marketable products.

   The few ports that have been opened have shipped away what little supply they contained and the tons upon tons of hemp, sugar and rice that are stored in the interior are beyond the reach of buyers. The money paid for the thousands of bales of hemp shipped from garrisoned ports has found its way into the insurgent coffers and the revolutionary junta at Hong Kong and Singapore are making extensive purchases of arms, preparatory to a renewed season of filibustering and general hostilities as soon as the rainy season is over. Our army is busy protecting their posts, while the insurgents carry on their operations in the interior and paralyze agriculture and trade.

   Scattered bands of armed insurgents wage war against all who hesitate to acknowledge the Aguinaldian government; and the inhabitants are in a state of terror that prevents honest industry or open alliance with Americans. The troops make short work of these robbers, but our garrisons are so far apart and so few in numbers that they invariably are obliged to fall back to a seaport town where they can get supplies from Manila, for the insurgents have so thoroughly, ravaged the country that it is impossible to supply even a small battalion with native products.

   If we ever hope to put an end to this Indian warfare, we must send additional forces to the islands. Our present corps is totally inadequate to cope with the situation and bring the war to a close. The islands, commercially or otherwise, will be utterly useless unless life and property are made safe.

 

MORE OTTAWA RELIEF.

Unique Method of Donation to Fire Sufferers From Detroit.

   OTTAWA, Ont., May 7.—Among the most interesting gifts received so far towards the relief fund is one from the school children of Detroit accompanied by a letter from Mayor Mabury of that city. There were 700 children who attended a May day festival in that city and each sends a penny. Besides this Mayor Mabury encloses a draft for $500 and hopes to send many more until such time as the needs of the people are fully satisfied. The relief fund is now well over the $600,000 mark.

   Premier Seddon of New Zealand sends a cable to Sir Wilfred Laurier informing him that the New Zealand government has contributed $25,000 to the relief fund of the fire sufferers. New Zealand was among the first to send sympathy to the cities of Ottawa and Hull and now it sends practical sympathy.

 

PAGE TWO—EDITORIALS.

After the Golden Stool.

   So it appears that a nugget of gold is the cause of the fighting between the British troops and the natives near Kumassi, the capital of Ashanti, now known as the British Gold Coast Colony. Kumassi is about 150 miles from the coast. There has been a renewal of the troubles which necessitated the British expedition of last year, and several hundred British troops have been dispatched overland from Accra, the main Ashantian port, to the scene of conflict. Ever since the capture of Kumassi in 1874 the British have been trying to locate the royal golden stool, an enormous nugget of gold which takes the place of a throne in Ashanti. These efforts finally provoked the natives to resentment, and there now appears to be a general uprising in the northern part of the colony. Once upon a time the kings of Ashanti were the most absolute of monarchs, and their ceremonies were marked by frightful cruelty to their 3,000,000 subjects. The success of the British expedition under Sir Francis Scott a quarter of a century ago led to a nominal British protectorate. In 1896 the last king, Prempeh, was forced to abandon Ashanti and to live henceforth in the British colony of Sierra Leone. He managed to conceal the golden stool, and his followers have kept it hidden from the British ever since. Thus the yellow metal will doubtless continue to cause blood-letting in the dark continent until the representatives of the higher civilization have appropriated it all unto themselves. Of what use is the golden stool or any other form of gold to the Ashantee or any other benighted heathen anyway?

   Next summer 1,450 Cuban school-teachers, at the invitation of Harvard university, will spend six weeks in Cambridge, Mass., for instruction in the English language. These teachers, two-thirds of whom are women, have recently been appointed to take charge of the schools in Cuba and, as their salaries range from $30 to $75 a month, they could not hope to make this visit unaided. The authorities of Harvard guarantee $70,000 for their use, the war department taking them to Boston on government transports and returning them from New York in the same way. No tuition fees will be charged. The plan is for the women to lodge in private houses by invitation and the men in college rooms placed at their service by students. They will also be instructed in geography by illustrated lectures and excursions, in the history of Spanish-American colonies, on American schools, public libraries and a number of American industries. This is a most commendable undertaking for the initiation of which credit is due President Eliot.

 

American Baseball lithograph.

ANOTHER FREEZE.

CORTLAND AGAIN SCORES A VICTORY AT BINGHAMTON.

The Chilly Weather Though Was Not Responsible—Kid Veil Seems to be all Right--Score Was 6 to 1.

   Roche's men met the Bingos again Saturday afternoon in Binghamton and cleverly took the third game in the series played by the teams. Superior work of the wagonmakers told the story, and two scattered hits, which netted the home team but one run, were all that the heavy hitters could get off the kid.

   Nadeau started the ball rolling in the first for a two-bagger, making a run on an error of Moss and a single shot out by Cassidy. After two men were retired in the second, Veil reached first on Woodruff's error. Three bases were then given on balls, allowing Veil to walk the circuit. O'Brien and McCormick scored in the third, and two additional ones in the sixth by Quinn and Cassidy made up thy sum total of Cortland's runs in the seven innings which Umpire Keefe announced at the beginning would constitute the game. Veil, the young college player, proved a conundrum to Bacon's men. Two light hits were all they found.

   The score:

 

   The report that Townsend has been dropped from the team is entirely without foundation. Cy started this morning for Auburn with the team to play Oswego. Manager Roche knows his men too well to do anything of the kind.

 

MINUTES IN TRUCK CASE.

Stenographer Rose Will Have Them Completed May 15 to 25.

   Theodore C. Rose of Elmira, the stenographer in the John Truck murder case which was tried at Cortland, has notified John McCrahon, attorney for Truck, that he will have the minutes of the trial ready probably on May 15 and not later than May 25.

 

Cuban Postmaster Arrested.

   ROCHESTER, May 7.—Chas. F. W. Neely, ex-treasurer of the postoffice department in Cuba, who left that island a week ago last Saturday, was arrested in this city late Saturday night by Chief of Detectives Hayden, charged with embezzlement from the government of $36,000.

 

General Garcia Captured.

   MANILA, May 7.—General Pantelon Garcia, the highest insurgent officer except Aguinaldo, was captured yesterday by Lieutenant E. V. Smith of General Funston's staff in the town of Jaen, three miles northeast of San Isidro province of New Ecija.

 

C. H. GARRISON'S WILL.

Cortland Relatives Generously Remembered with Substantial Bequests.

   More than the usual number of inquiries have been made in regard to the disposition of the property of Mr. Charles H. Garrison, who died at his home in Troy on April 20 and was buried in Cortland. The will was probated in Troy on May 1 and G. H. Garrison and W. C. Geer were named as executors. From the Troy Times it is learned that the personal property which was estimated at $75,000 was divided share and share alike between George B. Garrison, a brother at Jordan, N. Y.; Levitt D. Garrison, a brother of Cortland; G. Harry Garrison, a nephew of Troy, formerly of Cortland; and Mary E. Garrison, the widow.

   The real estate had all been deeded before Mr. Garrison's death to G. Harry Garrison, his nephew, with the exception of the house and lot on Court-st. in Cortland, which had been owned jointly by C. H. Garrison and L. D. Garrison, and C. H. Garrison had deeded his half interest in this place to L. D. Garrison. The real estate which goes to G. Harry Garrison includes the Garrison building on Main-st. in Cortland and a number of houses and lots in Troy. Deeds covering three pieces of property in Troy are subject to life leases—one, the Garrison home in that city, in favor of Mrs. C. H. Garrison, the widow, a second in favor of G. B. Garrison, and a third in favor of L. D. Garrison, all, however, reverting to G. H. Garrison after the others are through with them.

   The Cortland friends of Mr. G. Harry Garrison who know of his genuine worth and many excellent traits of character will be glad to know that he has been so substantially remembered. In no less degree will the many friends of Mr. and Mrs. L. D. Garrison be gratified that their brother has remembered them so kindly.

 
Kaiser Wilhelm der Grouse.

FROM A SUNNY CLIME.

H. G. JOY ON HIS WAY TO SOUTH AMERICA.

Inspects a Big Steamer in New York—Starts Away on a Smaller One—One Day of Seasickness, Then on Deck—Collides with an English Woman—Apologies and all is Well.

   Mr. H. G. Joy, the foreman of The STANDARD office, is enjoying a well earned vacation by taking a trip to South America. He started for Demarara, at the mouth of the Orinoco river, because it involved a long sea voyage with plenty of invigorating salt air and because it was out of the usual line of tourists, He writes back to his son a letter which we believe will prove highly interesting to his friends here and which we are permitted to publish in part, as follows:

   ON BOARD STEAMER FONTABELLE,

   MONDAY, April 16, 1900.

   DEAR GRAY—The roll of the vessel interferes some with writing, but no doubt you will be able to read what I write:

   While waiting in New York last week I went over to Hoboken to see the Kaiser Wilhelm der Grouse sail for Genoa and Naples. She is one of the three great ocean flyers of the world, and is 650 feet long. This means that if it stood on end she would be more than twice as high as the tallest building in America. She measures from keel to awning deck 71 feet, which is about the height of a six-story business block. Her four smoke stacks are each 110 feet high and 12 feet in diameter, containing cubic space enough within them to house the population of an Italian village, if the stacks were laid upon the ground and fitted with partitions and doors and windows. She is an immense floating palace, fitted with everything for comfort, speed and safety known to the marine world, and is almost as safe as a big hotel on land. She has fourteen big boilers and thirty-eight separate engines, and can develop 30,000 horsepower; which means that her engines can start or lift as much weight as could 30,000 work horses. Who in Cortland has seen 30,000 horses in one body, or even one-sixth of that number? It is difficult to realize how great a power this is. In one day the ship burns 550 tons of coal, and 240 firemen and coal passers attend the furnaces. This quantity of coal would last the Standard office ten years. The bull whales and big sea-serpents, and all the other traditional sprinters of the sea, must hide their heads in chagrin when the 20,000 ton Kaiser Wilhelm der Grosse rushes by at night aflame with electric light.

   There are no other sights quite like the scenes about a great passenger ship starting out on a long ocean voyage. The three story wharf alongside of which the liner lay was crowded with people, restlessly elbowing in and out, all talking at once. The steamer was thronged with a similar crowd, among which were women whose eyes were bright and cheeks pink with excitement that a few hours later would be changed by sea sickness to limp and faded roses. There were hurrying baggage and freight handlers with loud harsh voices; there was the feverish chatter of women striving against the sorrow of parting, and the thunder of big dray horses' hoofs on the resounding floor as they clattered up with belated freight. Through it all could be heard the shrill voices of children. No drama on the stage holds half so much of human interest, for that is only make believe at the best. This was real; the people were carried out of themselves. It was an hour of destiny to some; friends were holding to one another's hands there in a grasp that once relaxed, may never be felt again. When the gang planks were all in and the vessel began to move, there were sounds of sobbing, and as the big ship slipped away from the pier came the doffing of hats, the waving of handkerchiefs, and the last tender calls from tightening throats, across the watery barrier that widened every moment between ship and shore.

   Saturday morning was cloudy and disagreeable, and I transferred myself and luggage to the steamer as soon as possible. There was the usual commotion and confusion incident to the sailing of a steamer, but on a smaller scale. When a boy with a bell had warned visitors ashore, a black smudgy tug, with lungs of iron and a raging heart of fire, drew us well out into the stream. Then the tug's whistle shrieked goodbye and its smudgy captain nodded, and waved his arm toward us in a wide, sweep that may have meant either a blessing or a "to the devil wid yees now," according to the mood and  manner of  the man.

   As we drew slowly past the tug three ladies, with the "tumultuousness" that possesses so many women the moment they cut loose from home, ran to the rail and excitedly waved their handkerchiefs towards it. The smudgy skipper heeded not these coquettish demonstrations, but through the haze of tobacco smoke that hung about his face regarded the fluttering signals, and the flutteress with stolid indifference. Just then our whistle gave a long loud scream that seemed to rend the raw April air into rags and tatters, the screw revolved more swiftly, and in a few moments more we were swinging down the stream, heading for the wide blue Atlantic and "The lands across the seas."

   At 4 o'clock we were off Sandy Hook, the point from which incoming steamers are telegraphed to New York. The last string on us from land was the pilot, and he was dropped over the side 2 miles beyond the Hook. The outlines of land rapidly grew vague and shadowy, and faded soon to a faint blue haze. At 5 o'clock there was an unbroken sea line about us.

   Sunday was a fairer and warmer day. The sea was beautifully blue, and the ship, being well weighted ran on a pretty level keel. To-day has also been pretty comfortable. In going down the main stairs this morning I caught my heel on the edge of a step and stumbled down four, [plunging] against a lady who was coming up, with such force that she was thrown off her balance. Before she fell, however, I managed to get a grip on the stair rail with one hand and caught her by the arm with the other, thus escaping the responsibility of one or two broken necks. As I commenced an apology she gave me a look of anger and contempt that made my heart turn over. She has black eyes, and you know how vicious black eyes look. No one was hurt, but I was just as mad and ashamed as if I had broke every bone in my body. Three hours later, in passing her and her husband on deck, she said she feared she had been rude in not accepting my apology more graciously. So we three became acquaintances for the time being. They are English, and a very pleasant couple. Nevertheless, I shall be careful not to introduce myself to the notice of other Englishmen by falling downstairs into the arms of their wives.

   WEDNESDAY, April 18.—Yesterday morning we picked up the trade winds and the sea became much rougher, the water quite frequently coming over the side on the main deck until it was awash. I was sick all day and kept away from the dining saloon. I feel better this morning. Our captain is, like Mr. White, a canny Scotchman. If not too fond of hot Scotch whiskey, they are an efficient race. The captain is past middle age, of robust build and well poised on his legs as well as mentally. He is wind and weather tanned, as befits a seaman. The head waiter is as round and plump limbed as a healthy young woman and has a smiling baby face. In spite of sun and wind his complexion is as fair as any girls. Is he a "she" in disguise, or does he don a complexion mask at night? He writes out the daily menus in a most harsh and angular hand, not at all like his own soft curves.

   Captain McKay maintains that a staunch, well appointed steamship of 3,500 tons and upwards, with capable officers and crew, can ride out in the open sea any storm that blows. The laws of storms are apparently quite absolute, and in every steamer's cabin hangs a printed card of instructions for weathering gales. There are also directions for using oil to still the troubled waters. Oil of turpentine has been found to possess the best spreading qualities. It is not winds and waves of which seamen have the most fear. Their ever present dread is fire, fog, iceberg and derelict. Of all the features of the ocean none offers greater or more secret danger to life and property than derelicts drifting at random through the water.

   One thousand six hundred and twenty-eight derelicts were sighted in the North Atlantic within a period of seven years, and fifty ocean-going vessels are known to have collided with them during the same period. Against the dangers incident to darkness and fog at sea a vessel has little protection except through the experience, the judgment and the alertness of officers in charge. Between the 18th and the 27th of January, 1899, a period of nine days, ten cargo steamers left various points on the eastern coast of the United States, bound across the Atlantic for ports in the British Isles and Western Europe, to be beard of no more. Captain McKay had a friend on one of them. Since their departure not a trace or vestige of any of them has been found. Twenty-five hundred seamen went down with them, and the property loss was estimated at nearly three millions of dollars.

   The experience of mankind with the ocean is full of heroic episodes and sad sea tragedies that appeal strongly to the sentimental side of a landsman's nature, but sailors who have used the sea from boyhood are usually of a hearty and muscular make, and their hard and monotonous lives, or else their stupidity, make them extremely matter-of-fact and prosaic upon such topics. I was going to tell you of a hurricane this vessel was in last fall for two days and nights, and which knocked her pretty well to pieces. Captain McLay, with three seaman, rescued two men, two women and a child from a sailing vessel wrecked by the same hurricane. They were five hours getting them off the wreck.

   While the captain was in New York the last time, our government presented him with a fine pair of marine glasses for his gallantry. Each of the sailors received a twenty dollar gold piece. I made friends with one of the engineers and rather regretted it afterwards, for he invited me down to see the engines and boilers. I set my teeth together and followed him down slippery iron ladders, he carefully wiping off the grime from the hand rail to which I clung desperately to avoid being shaken off by the lurching of the steamer. It was a spookish place, 20 feet below the water line, dimly lighted, hot and dirty, full of low narrow passages through which sooty-faced coal passers, naked to the waist, were flitting with little clicking lamps. I was soon covered with perspiration, and was thankful when my friend piloted me back to daylight.

   THURSDAY, April 19, 4 P. M.—I got a wetting yesterday. I was coming out onto the open main deck. The door swings to the outside, and as I pushed it open I heard a sea break over on to the deck. I tried to jump back and close the door, but a lurch of the vessel sent me half way out, so that when the water struck the door the door got even by giving me a big rap on the head. Part of the water ran up the door, leaped off into my face and so wet me pretty well.

   We should have reached St. Kitts at 9 this morning, but head winds and seas have made us twelve hours late. I expect to mail this there, and a letter to your mother. Writing is such a difficult task on account of the motion of the boat that I may not write again until the end of the voyage. We expect to reach Demarara a week from Friday.

   I trust you are well, and that all things are running smoothly in the office. Please remember me to all.

   Yours affectionately, HARLEM G. JOY.

 

THE SOUVENIR AT LAST.

Delivery to Begin To-morrow—500 Copies to be Had on Slight Advance.

   On the authority of the binders "Grip" announces that he expects to begin the delivery of "Grip's" Historical Souvenir of the City of Cortland to-morrow.

   The Souvenir will be served to customers and agents in the large sample room of the Messenger House, which is fitted up expressly for the use of drummers. It is a store in itself and has a regular entrance on Port Watson-st. Therefore it is convenient for this purpose.

   The entire edition of this Souvenir excepting about five hundred copies of all bindings is already disposed of. All that remains is to deliver the Souvenirs, during which the above small surplus will quickly disappear.

   This is the last warning to those who have been waiting to see the Souvenir. If you expect to secure a copy it must be done at once.

   Dr. James M. Milne on Saturday received a letter from the librarian of congress informing him that the Souvenir would be cataloged in the library and asking for the name of the author.

   It is the most perfect publication of its kind ever issued and "Grip" has received requests from three adjacent villages to compile such a work there.

   That a firm having the local standing of McKinney & Doubleday did the binding should be a guaranty that it is first class and durable; and that they agreed to do the best in full leather buffings a very handsome plain and tasty binding is an additional warranty that the dollar (thereafter $1.25) book is of a high order.

   One and after Tuesday, May 8, (to-morrow) the Souvenirs will retail as follows: Terra cotta bindings 50 cts., leatherettes 75 cents, full leather buffing $1.25. The book contains 240 pages and the cheapest binding is worth a dollar, especially as the work can never be duplicated except at an expense that would necessitate retailing the cheapest binding in a second edition at not less than a dollar.



 

BREVITIES.

   —McDermott's orchestra plays in Tully Thursday evening and in Groton Friday evening.

   —A regular meeting of the Royal Arcanum council will be held to-morrow evening, May 8, at G. A. R. hall at 8 o'clock.

   —The patriotic exercises given in Normal hall, April 27 by the pupils of the intermediate department, netted the handsome sum of $65.60.

   —Three violators of the bicycle ordinance have been before City Judge Davis since Saturday noon. Policeman Lanigan made two of the arrests.

   —Mary Bays, who was recently pronounced insane, has been committed to the Binghamton state hospital and was taken to that institution last Saturday.

  —Two well trained bears, managed by a trio Italians, were making the rounds of the city to-day. Chief of Police Smith sent the troop off Main-st. early in the day.

   —New display advertisements to-day are— Stowell's, Special sale, page 7; F. D. Smith, Roller skates, page 7; F. Daehler, Outing shirts, page 6; C. F. Brown, Paints, page 7.

   —The East End baseball team defeated the George Juniors in a game of ball Saturday. The contest was carried on in Freeville and resulted in the score of 26 to 24. Harry Gale captained the victors.

   —The Wide Awake Literary club will meet at the home of Mrs. W. B. Schenck, 75 Hamlin-st., Tuesday evening. All members are requested to be present as there is important business to come before the meeting.

   —A Wyandotte hen belonging to D. H. Finch of Locust-ave. on Saturday made a try for celebrity. She laid an egg 1 1/4 inch long and only about 1/2 inch in diameter the short way. But she made just as much fuss about it after the egg was safely deposited in the nest as though it had been several times that size.

   —A lady carrying a two or three month’s old child in her arms boarded an east bound car this noon for a trip to the campus. When the conductor asked for her fare, she tendered him a five dollar bill, "Smallest you've got, ma'am?" inquired that official. "I should hope so," was the indignant reply. "I've been married only two years." That conductor is formulating a new form of inquiry as to the size of specie tender.—Ithaca News.


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