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V
BIT STILL I
STRUNG UP AND VOLLEY FIRED
AT HIM, HE IS LEFT FOR
DEAD BY MOB.
IS CUT DOWN BY SHERIFF
Cut Down In Time.
and then he was swung up to the limb
of a large tree. In the meantime
Sheriff Butler kad gathered a force
of his deputies, re-enforced by a few
law-abiding citizens, and this body was
in hot pursuit. The members of the
mpb, therefore, hurriedly remounted
their horses, flred a volley of shots at
the negro—riddling him. as they be-
lieved—and dashed a«ay.
On the arrival of the sheriff the
negro was cut down. It was found
that he was still alive,. He was at
once removed to a hospital, where it is
declared that he has a good chance for
recovery. Faulk's condition is very
serious. If he dies and the negro re-
covers, Franklin will, in all probabil-
ity, once more undergo the experience
of being hanged.
It was found that only one of the
many bullets fired at the negro had
taken effect, and the wound was not
serious. The lynchers, in their hurry,
had failed to string him up high
enough, and he was enabled to touch
the ground with his toes.
Girl Leads Thief Gang.
Los Angeles, Cal.—When Mary
Stuart, a dainty young Los Angeles
girl, was held in Santa Ana under
|3,000 bail on a burglary charge the
extraordinary story of the strangest
womasi criminal the city has ever
known came out.
It developed that she is the head of
a band of male crooks who have
operated everywhere from here to San
Diego, and is herself an adept at men's
make-up.
Two men of the gang were captured
after robbing a Chinese store in Ana-
heim. in company with the girl,
and they also were bound over under
heavy bail.
Man Sees Own Grave Dug.
Winsted, Conn.—Charles Avery, 82,
who still enjoys good health, is per-
•onaily superintending the digging of
his grave in Manchester, also the erec-
tion of a monument on his burial lot.
The grave is being cemented cm 'be
aides and bottom.
MAN REVIVED WITHIN
AN HOUR OF BURIAL
PASTOR TAKING LAST LOOK At
HIS FRIEND DETECTS A
MUSCLE .TWITCHING.
Law May Do Better Job—Shooting of
White Man Likely to End in
Murder, Then Trial and
Execution.
4
Dothan, Ala.—Grover Franklin, the
negro who was hanged to a tree by a
mob of 200 masked men the other Sun-
day night. Is now in the hands of the
legal authorities, alive, and will prob-
ably survive to be hanged again, this
time by the law. The circumstances
concerning this case of attempted
lynching are unusual. Franklin was
seized on Saturday night at about
eight o'clock by the mob. The night
before he had been caught robbing a
cash drawer of the mill of a cotton
oil company where he was employed.
On being found he shot and seriously
wounded the secretary-treasurer of
the company. The negro then fled.
He was shortly afterward pursued
by Sheriff Butler and a force of depu-
ties. The man was finally captured
by them and taken to jail.
The remainder of Saturday night
and all of Sunday until evening he
passed behind the bars. In the mean-
time word of his attack had run
through the community. The victim
Is a man of wide popularity, with
many friends, and it was determined
by some of these that the negro was
not to be allowed to remain alive un-
til the law could try to hang him, ia
the event of death, which is consid-
ered likely to occur.
Three or four of the official's closest
friends, accordingly, began the forma-
tion of a mob of determined men who
could be depended upon to wrest
Franklin from the grasp of the
sheriff. Two hundred men, heavily
armed and masked with black face
cloths, were finally assembled. They
rode to the jail and demanded the pris-
oner. In the face of such a force the
sheriff was powerless and the negro
was seized by the mob.
He was dragged to the northern
part of the town, shrieking for mercy
ail the while. Here he was given two
minutes to make his peace with God,
St. Joseph, Mo.—William Young ol
Savannah barely escaped being burled
alive, regaining consciousness only an
hour before the time Bet for the fu-
neral.
Young had been ill a long time and
a few days ago he apparently died. A
physician was at his bedside and he
said the man was dead. The body was
prepared for burial by an undertaker
and placed in a casket.
Friends of the dead man went to the
house to express their sympathy to the
family, among the visitors being Rev.
J. E. McLaughlin, pastor of the church
to which the Youngs belong.
The mourners had assembled for
the burial and the time was only an
(6
Voung Was Sitting Up in His Coffin.
hour distant when Rev. McLaughlin
went into the room where the corpse
lay to take a last look at his lifelong
| friend. While gazing at the face he
| thought he detected the twitching of
j a muscle. He looked again and for
| the second time was sure he could see
! a slight movement.
The body of Voung had been lying
in the casket for 24 hours and was
cold. The minister feared that he had
been mistaken and, not desiring to
cause excitement among the people
assembled for the funeral, went quiet-
ly out and summoned a physician, who
soon found that Young was still alive.
Then the preacher went out and an-
nounced that the funeral would be
postponed. At that time Young wa3
sitting up in his coffin and was seen
Dy some of those in the next room.
They fled from the uncanny sight.
Young was removed from the coffin
and placed on a bed, and it is believed
that he will fully recover.
EATEN BY ALLIGATORS.
Two Americans on Bridal Tour Meet
Death in Mexico.
El Paso, Tex.—Two Americans, a
young man and a young woman, on
their bridal tour, were eaten alive by
alligators in the Balsas river, a stream
forming the boundary between the
states of Michoacan and Guerrerro in
Mexico. Nobody knows anything of
their identity.
H. Sablarolles of Guadalajara, re-
turning from his timber lands In
Michoacan, reported the matter to Dr.
Will B. Davis, American consul in
that city.
The man. who was about 28 years
of age, and the girl, about 19, appeared
at Balsas a month ago, and, hiring a
small boat, stocked it with provisions,
arms and camp equipage, and, lead-
in#; on a trunk filled with clothing,
went down the river.
A short way down stream the trunk
fell overboard, and although the cou-
ple stopped and paid the natives to
dive for it, it was lost. The natives
warned them not to continue the
journey, as the stream is full of rap-
ids and in the swampy places is in-
habited by thousands of alligators.
The young couple continued, and
nothing more was heard of them until
recently, when the wrecked boat was
found in one of the swampy regions,
torn and chewed by alligators, and
near by was the body of the young
man, partially eaten by the saurian a.
Kept Silence of 21 Years.
Cincinnati.—For 21 years Nicholas
Walter has not spoken to his aged
father, Fred Walter, although they
have lived in the same house for 19
years. The father, who has not worked
for 15 years and has slept in the gar-
ret, the other day moved his sleeping
quarters and placed his bed on the
first floor of the house. He went out-
side for a few minutes, he told Policn
Judge Lueders, and when he returned
his bed was in its old place.
An argument resulted between Wal-
ter, his wife and daughter, but the son
did not break his silence of 21 years
and left home. Judge Luederg dis-
missed the elder Walter's charges
against the son.
Babe Unhurt in Auto Crath.
Trenton, N. J.—Mrs. Edward Van
was hurled from her carriage in Mer-
cerville the other evening, when the
vehicle was struck by a large touring
car owned by John L. Brock of this
city. The infant escaped without a
scratch, and in ten minutes after the
crash was sleeping soundly again.
Mrs. Van Ness was badly shaken up.
The automobile went through the
carriage, struck a tree and was
wrecked.
An American in Politics
A RACE FOR NOMINATION
BY EHNEST M'GAFFEY.
The course of politics in the ward
where I resided was a stormy one.
Every year there was an aldernranic
contest, one of the two aldermen of
the ward finished his two year term
in the city council, and his colleague
holding over until the year following.
This practice of alternating, together
with a mayoralty election which in-
cluded with it a batch of 35 alder-
men to be elected in the various
wards, and a roster of city and coun-
ty officials, kept the political pot boil-
ing in all the wards, and especially
the doubtful districts, the "debatable
ground" of both parties.
The office of alderman was one of
the most important, if not the very
greatest, in the gift of the people, as
the people themselves saw it; that is,
in many wards. It mattered com-
paratively little who was mayor, it
nattered less who was president, but
it made a big lot of difference as to
who was alderman.
Now it so happened in our ward
that the opposition party had practii-
cally determined on "rolling" their
nominee. To "roll" a candidate means
to shelve him, and "put him out of
business." The selected victim in
this instance had served one term as
alderman, but while perfectly honest,
he had not proved acceptable to his
party, so he had been marked for
slaughter. The nomination was as-
sured him; also a defeat at the polls.
This fact being generally known, ex-
cept to the sacrificial individual him-
self, a grand rush was being made on
our side for the aldermanic nomina-
tion; it being considered in the na-
ture of what was commonly known as
"a raw-hide cinch" to beat this nom-
inee, who was, in the language of the
vulvar, merely "a fall guy," put up to
have a large and juicy lemon handed
to him.
Certain down-town elements began
to get busy on my behalf about this
time, loudly proclaiming that I was
»erv man for the plan<j. * tnel
which I flattered myself was fairly-
apparent. But there were elements
in the ward which wanted another
man, and still another faction which
espoused the cause of a third man,
and so the race stood, a triangular
fight, with myself and another man
leading, and one "also ran" trailing,
hoping to get some of our delegates
in case of a split, and not enough for
either of us to win.
Tell it not in Gath, but you can-
not run a political campaign without
money. Money to thoroughly circu-
larize a ward with your platform and
promises; money to hire help to ad-
dress envelopes and hire boys to dis-
tribute hand-bills; money for print-
ing; money for halls; money for
bands; money for cab fare to speak-
ers; money for the precinct captain
on election day; money for campaign
literature, money for this, that and
everything. And in many instances a
"big roll" for the saloon keepers in
your ward, if it was a "saloon ward."
My ward was not strictly speaking a
saloon ward, but there were a great
many saloons in it. My plan of cam-
paign, however, did not include a sa-
loon canvass. This, needless to say, I
kept to myself, but as I was not a
hanger-on around "buffets," it was
probably surmised what my course of
action would be. I never could see
any logical reason why a sane man
should go into saloon after saloon,
throw down a ten-dollar bill for about
$3.40 worth of liquor, and have the
"bar-keep" sweep the cash into his
till without insulting you with the
return of any beggarly change. It
looked quite as reasonable a propo-
sition to me that he should go into
all the other legalized places of
business in the ward, after meat, gro-
ceries, hardware, furniture, cigars,
drugs, clothing, and follow the same
course, winding up at the undertak-
ing establishments, and arranging for
a cluster of funerals.
I was singularly well equipped to
look at this matter in a strictly con-
servative light. I had never been in-
toxicated in my life, nor had I ever
taken the pledge. When in the course
Df human events it became necessary
for me to take a drink. I usually took
ane. In the summer time, being a
lover of buttermilk, I went into sa-
loons frequently that carried a line
of this cheering beve/age, and got it
and paid for it. ir 1 happened to want
a glass of beer, or a "schoppen" of
Rhine wine, and seltzer, I got that.
Or if I desired 15 cents' worth of
the "demon rum," I took that. I be-
lieve there is considerable intemper-
ance in eating as well as drinking,
and that much human misery may be
laid to over-indulgence in the "demon
pie crust"
However that may be, paste this in
your hat for future reference. With
malice towards none and charity to
all, I am free to maintain that where
the standard of citizenship is lowest,
and the average of intelligence the
least, the influence of the saloon in
politics is the greatest. Take this
or leave it, as you like. It may be
denied, but it cannot be disproved.
The administration men in the
ward, the ward committee men, were
"with me;" that is to say, neither of
them cared for me, but "the powers
that be" were favorable to my candi-
dacy, and that settled It with them.
One of these men, a large gentleman
with a strange hallucination that he
was "a leader," undertook the run-
ning of my campaign for delegates.
I had helped him in hit race for al-
derman before, where be had been
defeated by a matter of several hun-
dred votes, and he undertook to
"sit in my corner" and send me Into
the ring to exchange wallops with my
"hated rival." My rival was a very
good fellow Indeed. A clear-cut young
business man, with a penchant for
politics. The third man cut very lit-
tle ice. He was a "dark horse,"
and a dark horse is usually soon cur-
ried. My real opponent had a
large following in the ward, and he
was much better versed in the rudi-
ments of the political game than I
was. He had been around and seen
a number of the delegates, and if I
had not had the administration back-
ing, I would have stood to lose easily.
When my tentative candidacy was
announced, a large bunch of "touch-
ers," "spielers," and "bull-con" work-
ers clustered about me like flies
around an open molasses barrel. I
was gravely informed by numerous
parties (all anxious for my success)
that it would be absolutely necessary
that I should "drop around" on "Jim-
my So-and-So," "Bobby This-and-
That," "Tim Whafs-Ilis-Name," and
divers "influential" saloon keepers,
and spend a few dollars with each
of them. I "jollied" these worthies
along for a few days. As to money,
like Simple Simon, "Alas, I had not
any," but a coterie of citizens had
voluntarily offered to advance ex-
penses up to a thousand dollars, if
necessary to finance my campaign.
I told them 1 wouldn't take a cent
until I had the nomination, and would
keep a strict account of expenses and
return any surplus; that expenses
would mean legitimate outlay, and no
foolishness. These men trusted me,
and rightly. They would trust me
again in precisely the same way.
As was once succinctly remarked
anent the late James Bludso;
"And they all had faith in his cussed-
ness,
And knowed he would keep his word."
After I got tired of hearing the
"sand-paper" hot-air artists advise me
as to spending money at Jimmy's,
Bob and Tim's places, I spoke to them
about as follows, using the language
of slang, which they could readily
comprehend:
"Look a-here, now, lemme tell you;
if 1 get that nomination, I'll show you
as swift a campaign in this ward as
ever came over the political pike.
See? But don't for a holy minute
think that I'm going to blow money
on an open-and-shut, proposition, with
maybe the "double-cross" on conven-
tion day. Show me the nomination,
and I'll show you the canvass; I'm
not going to sow coin around like a
drunken sailor, two weeks before the
convention. You fellows must tbfnk
I just struck town on a load of al-
falfa. Get busy; smoke up; land the
nomination for me, and I'll do the
rest; but don't play me for a sucker
at this or any other stage of the
game."
I had no further trouble with this
bunch. My own actual expenses be-
fore the convention met were $6.40.
After the convention was held I
wrote a little skit about an incident
of the campaign, and drew down ten
dollars on it. Puzzle: Was I "out,"
financially? Convention day arrived,
and I was told I was "It." But I had
seen too many fish hop out of a land-
ing-net, and too many wood-cock
twist out of a double shot and get
away, to be certain of anything. Fif-
teen minutes before the voting began
my "leader" rushed in as white as a
sheet. "The jig's up," he whispered
hoarsely; "they've bought four of our
delegates; the only thing you can do
is to withdraw." It was too true.
"Just for a handful of silver they left
me; just for a 'fifty' to stick in their
coats."
I smiled placidly at him and re-
plied: "You must have just woke
from a sound sleep; there's going to
be no withdrawal here; there's one
man will stick with me, and if he's
the only man, my name will be pre-
sented to this convention; you may
like to 'duck' for the rear entrance
when 'rough-house' starts in fuont,
but not for me." I then walked to the
platform, shook hands warmly with
my chief opponent, and sat down.
The delegates had been bought, all
right, but he knew nothing of it. His
manager would not have dared hint
such tactics to him, for he was and if
"a dead square man,"
Curious, how history repeats itself;
years after, when I was the mayor's
secretary, that very man ran for the
aldermanic nomination, was assured
of the delegates, and the -very "lead-
er" who was my sponsor, now out, of
the city hall, was active against him.
Enough delegates were bought, ?0
minutes before the convention was
seated, to defeat him, and when he
denounced such tactics, he was told,
for the first time, that his former suc-
cess had been due to the same pol-
icy. Such ia ward politics, in some
wards.
The speech putting me in was
a gem. So was the vote that nom-
inated my opponent. He made a
fine record, in the council, and I per-
sonally went with him to the organ
ization that bad wanted to back me
in the campaign and secured theli
political support for him. He did
not need their financial aid. For ■
first "round" in the political arena,
this seemed to be a "«rush«." Th«
word went out that I wai "a dead
one." This was prematwe. My
"resurrection" was simply iittzllnc. I
reserve it to another chapter.
ERNEST McGAFFET.
CARE OF THE KITCHEN.
Clean Walls Are an Essential to
Sanitary Cooking.
It is not only important to know
how to cook, but it is equally impor-
tant to know where to cook. Cook-
ing in a dirty kitchen can never pro-
duce good food. The idea is simply
preposterous, yet kitchen walls are
left for months-—sometimes for years
without cleansing.
In the first place the kitchen wall
should have a light tint that the mer-
est fleck of dirt can be seen; that the
sheerest cobweb can be brushed
away; that the tiniest water bug can
be discerned. It is all folly expecting
clean food in a kitchen with dirty
walls.
Never put a wall coating on a
kitchen wall that is mixed with hot
water or that has glue in it, or sour
milk in it if mixed with cold water.
Glue walls made from horses' hoofs
colored up with cheap colorings do
not iHdicate good housekeeping. The
glue is constantly flecking off, fall-
ing into the food and the idea of food
flavored with glue made from horses'
hoofs is not appetizing.
Kitchen walls to be thoroughly sat-
isfactory should be alabastined the
same as every other wall in the
house. They should be coated regu-
larly in the spring and fall of each
year with a light tint.
The care of the pantry requires
constant attention. The walls should
be brushed over every year, the
dishes removed from the shelves
which should be thoroughly wiped
with hot Y<£ter. If there are ant
holes or any other insects in the pan-
tries a thick putty of the wall coat-
ing can be made and all the ant holes,
even small mice holes can be filled
with it which will protect the pantry
from the Incursions of disagreeable
insects and mice.
OR. SIMMONS
*
SOUTHWEST.
Dr. C. F. Simmons, whose advertise-
ment appears in another column of
this paper, has probably helped more
people to acquire homes of their own
in the most delightful and fertile sec-
tion of the country, where life is really
a pleasure, than any other man now
living. Dr. Simmons is a Southerner
by birth, a broad-minded, kindly gen-
tleman, who is never happier than
when helping others to help them-
selves. He would not misstate any-
thing for all the wealth of the Rocke-
fellers, and any of our readers inter-
ested in land in the sunny Southwest
can enter into negotiations with him
with the fullest assurance of a square
deal at any and all times.
True life should be a perpetual
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Rankin, John G. Brenham Banner. (Brenham, Tex.), Vol. 43, No. 7, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 13, 1908, newspaper, February 13, 1908; Brenham, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth486510/m1/2/: accessed June 11, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Abilene Library Consortium.