tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68610602126396711502024-03-19T07:39:26.590-04:00Hopelessly Curious MeTessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-48144061277155142842024-01-26T02:20:00.002-05:002024-02-06T00:13:46.959-05:00My Friend<p> No. I'm definitely not okay. I've been wanting my life to be over for more than a decade now. I've tried many times and begged for help. But I am alone. I've got nowhere to go and nowhere to turn. </p><p> We fell out over stupid shit years and years ago. I gave the link to this page to everyone I know. I only took it off my Facebook page about six months ago because I didn't want people to judge me.</p><p> You are the only that bothered to read it. Thank you for caring more than the people who claim to love me. </p><p> I truly hope that you are happy and that you'll remember me as that highschool girl and not the person I've become since Kenny. </p>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-39116173749917899992023-11-18T03:38:00.005-05:002023-11-18T05:45:14.232-05:00Not Strong Enough <p> I don't think I'll be here this time next year. It's all too much. </p><p> I thought it had been two years that I've felt hopeless and wanted to die. Then I see the dates on here and realized it's been 4. </p><p> Four years of trying to end things without pain. Learning to tie a hangman's knot. Not really wanting to die, just wanting to be away from him. Him "saving" me when I'd almost succeeded. Not having a real reason to be here.</p><p> I don't make any money, therefore I'm not someone that contributes to society. I'm not important. </p>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-83867905436146236462021-11-06T01:23:00.000-04:002021-11-06T01:23:50.616-04:00Life<div style="text-align: left;"> <span> Last night I drank too much. Again. And I took too many pills. Again. Guess who is still here? I don't want to be. I don't have joy, friendship or fun anymore. And then nights like last night happen because when I drink it's harder to hold it all in and I talk. Then the more that I talk the more upset I get. So I go to my husband for support and he does nothing. He usually falls asleep or tells me I'm being irrational. He never tries to help me feel better about myself or my life. I would bet he actually isn't even listening most of the time, all that he hears is tone and chooses his actions solely based on that. </span>Why am I staying with this man who very obviously doesn't see me?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> I've been having worsening health issues and I've waited months for the appointment I was supposed to go to, but didn't. Why? My husband didn't like my tone and told me he wasn't taking me, so I decided that I'd had enough and was going to finally leave. I was packed up and literally walking out the door when I stepped on an extension cord and twisted me knee. I said fuck it, clearly some higher force doesn't want me to leave this way, I'll just go with the acetaminophen and Brandy. So that's what I did. And then I woke up with a hell of a sore knee and no idea where my phone was. My appointment was 3 hours away and my husband wakes me up when we are supposed to be leaving... as if literally nothing had happened last night. Did he offer to help me? No. Did he give me enough time to get up and ready on my own? No. <br /><span> </span>This is the essence of my life. Debilitating mental and physical health issues and people living in my house that can clearly see and hear that I'm falling apart. And they do nothing. I feel like a servant, not like a sister or wife, a servant. How can this not be hell? And what is this curse that's holding me here? I'm in hell, I'm too stupid to leave and I know it. But I'm too broken to do anything about it. I need a person to just swoop in here and change my life for me.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span> I learned just a few hours ago that my cousin suddenly died last night. I barely knew him but he was a good guy. He was in his 20's, married with kids, was in one of those tight families that do things together. His life was just beginning. So many fun family nights filled with laughter and toys and holidays were in front of him. His parents and wife must be absolutely in shock and devastated. All I know is that he accidently shot himself. In an instant he was just gone. Why? Why is he gone and I'm still here? I don't want to be, I actually want out and have for way too long. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> It pisses me off to think about all the ones he left behind and all the things he and they are going to miss out on because of one second. How is that fair? How can people think that a special someone is watching over us and taking care of us when I feel like this but he's the one that's gone? For some people this may give them some sort of kick in the ass and make them feel differently about their situation and turn things around. I am not that person. I am too bitter, too sick, too sad and too far gone; I need a fucking miracle or angel or something. But if they existed he would still be here and I wouldn't be in this personal hell. </span></span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> Listen, be extra obsessively careful when you're handling a gun. Even if you know what you're doing, you've handled guns for years and the safety is on. It only takes one second and one shot for it to be all over, and you can't take that second back. If you value your life, take care of it. And take care of those around you and your loved ones. One small action that really means nothing to you could be life changing for someone else.</span><br /></span></span></span></div>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-46726167628317703552021-10-31T03:29:00.002-04:002021-10-31T03:29:39.833-04:00Halloween Fetes<div> <span> It's Halloween, so I decided to find something interesting to post about. Here are a few old newspaper articles that I found.</span></div><div><span><br /></span><span><span> </span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXJ1aE3wuBA0r1TnbmXVzWeXjAN5BLjcWGqQDe_G4gqDKNz8wE3SFCkj94KNBP_FUKqxSc0U8mmucv2sBN3RkTDdegOziybuAK_QvnzCqrtBvqbmZJUdH2UL2Xv0B5993s_TbtCJt-ag/s1690/sn87065526+1963-11-01+1+1+image+681x648+from+2377x356+to+9393x7037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1690" data-original-width="1663" height="420" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXJ1aE3wuBA0r1TnbmXVzWeXjAN5BLjcWGqQDe_G4gqDKNz8wE3SFCkj94KNBP_FUKqxSc0U8mmucv2sBN3RkTDdegOziybuAK_QvnzCqrtBvqbmZJUdH2UL2Xv0B5993s_TbtCJt-ag/w413-h420/sn87065526+1963-11-01+1+1+image+681x648+from+2377x356+to+9393x7037.jpg" width="413" /></a> </div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div><div><span> </span>This one is from a Pascagoula Mississippi newspaper called The Chronicle. In 1963 there was a Halloween event called "Holiday on Ice." It was at the Indiana Coliseum, the best seats in the house cost $3.30, and apparently the place was packed. It was opening night and all was going according to plan... until the final act. </div></div></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div><div> A propane tank used for cooking hot dogs and popcorn exploded. It come up through the concrete floor under the seats and threw people like ragdolls. </div></div></blockquote></blockquote><div><i><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span style="color: red;"><span> </span>Bodies were hurled 40 and 50 feet through the air onto the ice where chorus girls had pirouetted a moment before. Mink stoles lay among torn bodies, crumpled popcorn boxes and empty beer containers. In point of numbers killed it was the greatest tragedy in Indianapolis history. </span></i></div><div> </div><div>64 people died and 341 were injured<br /><span> </span></div><div><span><span> </span>I had to look up the word 'fetes' as I'm not familiar with it. It's really just another word for festival or celebration.</span><br /><span> </span><br /></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4BR648bHKyC_dGR1dwVahyphenhyphennuovCuwEbghnz0DJmL7huHFWDJiB-RH-zVa0cXc54pQIQvcP9z9ELHqakUHVgngHAhJDRTWwozs4k_iF1Y8oqqXkVoo0ejczgfhn74eCHQHlB3cWzRnVx8/s619/sn87093407+1922-11-01+1+1+image+681x648+from+2241x5459+to+3968x7104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="436" data-original-width="619" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4BR648bHKyC_dGR1dwVahyphenhyphennuovCuwEbghnz0DJmL7huHFWDJiB-RH-zVa0cXc54pQIQvcP9z9ELHqakUHVgngHAhJDRTWwozs4k_iF1Y8oqqXkVoo0ejczgfhn74eCHQHlB3cWzRnVx8/s320/sn87093407+1922-11-01+1+1+image+681x648+from+2241x5459+to+3968x7104.jpg" width="320" /></a><span>This one just has me confused and wanting more information. It's from The Seattle Star, 1922.</span></div><div><br /> <i> <span style="color: red;">Knocked to the floor by a coffee pot hurled by his wife, Sam Funes, 43, shoe stand proprietor, was taken to the city hospital Tuesday night, after a Halloween celebration at the family home. Funes was treated for several lacerations on the head and released.</span></i></div><div><span><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span> So he was a professional shoe shiner. I wonder what sort of thing he'd being doing for work today. The real question is whether</span> it was an accident or on purpose. Did he deserve it?</div><p><span> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ48RweoIB1p0fbH9c2lbMUIUsX10nKbOz-vEEMSBfZdGhjENv1SQhGZiXBV7mWSX-Nmru7jdss9a660gbbMSmIPtmojiPYu8i-mVJ9lYrf02Gj0DclDIfRfzcfH33MO0xJUrJooqmDdo/s1174/sn91064011+1913-11-01+1+1+image+681x648+from+3491x3787+to+5603x5798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1174" data-original-width="656" height="395" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ48RweoIB1p0fbH9c2lbMUIUsX10nKbOz-vEEMSBfZdGhjENv1SQhGZiXBV7mWSX-Nmru7jdss9a660gbbMSmIPtmojiPYu8i-mVJ9lYrf02Gj0DclDIfRfzcfH33MO0xJUrJooqmDdo/w221-h395/sn91064011+1913-11-01+1+1+image+681x648+from+3491x3787+to+5603x5798.jpg" width="221" /></a></div><span> This one could've been deadly but they was it's described and how I see it in my head is like a cartoon. It comes from the Newark Evening Star, 1913. </span><div><span> </span>A boy saw one of those huge cable spools at the top of a hill and decided he was going to see what would happen if he let it loose. The only thing holding it was a block of wood, so he just waited until no one was looking, removed it, then ran like hell. </div><div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span> <i><span style="color: red;">The spool started slowly, but as the great cylinder, six feet in diameter and weighing a thousand pounds, rolled on, its momentum increased.</span></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span style="color: red;"><span> </span>Just before it reached Twelfth street, crowded with motorcars and pedestrians, it was traveling thirty miles an hour. Then it crashed against a water plug, when it stopped.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><i><span style="color: red;"> The hydrant was snapped off at the base and the rushing water shot into the door of a saloon. Four girls on the sidewalk were within ten feet of the plug. Their dresses were ruined. Several men were also soaked.</span></i></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> Why don't we call them saloons anymore? It just seems so much better than a 'bar.' </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> <span> </span></span><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><span> </span> Without kids around or anywhere to go Halloween just isn't that exciting. I've made some cupcakes and got food coloring for some spooky cocktails. If it's not too cold and wet I'll probably have a fire outside or maybe watch a horror movie. </div><div><span> Trying to come up with something witty or even interesting to end this one on is trying to drive me insane. I just hope that you enjoyed the short stories, have a good day of your own and that you stay curious.</span><br /></div><div><p></p></div>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-28789822895956511882021-10-27T15:00:00.000-04:002021-10-27T15:00:00.184-04:00More Complications<div style="text-align: left;"> <span> When I woke I had a tube in my mouth and my arms were tied to the bed. I didn't like the tube and somehow managed to lean forward enough to and pull it out. Then I went back to sleep. Things are really blurry for me after this point, apparently it's an anesthesia thing. I remember a bunch of family coming and talking to me, that's about it. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span> When I started to really come around the doctors started telling me more about my surgery. My colon had been completely removed and I now had an ileostomy. I had a bag attached to my lower right abdomen for poop to empty into. E</span></span>ven though I just had major surgery I felt better than I had in months. I had finally gotten some sleep and a break from pooping. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> </span>I was so swollen from all the fluids they pumped me with that my knees could barely bend, but of course you have to get up and walk after surgery. Again, I felt better than I had in a long time and my spirits were way up, so the doctors thought I could handle hearing about my surgery and what dealing with this bag was going to be like. </div><div style="text-align: left;"> It turns out that my large intestine had gotten really swollen to the point where it began to clot and blood could not longer move in or out. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> </span>I've been searching over an hour now for the name of this condition. All I could find at first were a million different sites talking about priapism, when an erection lasts too long. Finally I got the wording right and found a name for it, <i><b>intestinal ischemia</b></i>, on the Mayo Clinic site. I skimmed through just to be sure it was the right thing, and at the bottom it says: </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> </span><br /></div><h3 style="background-color: white; color: #111111; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 2.1rem; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px;">When to see a doctor</h3><p style="background-color: white; color: #111111; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.5em; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px;">Seek immediate medical care if you have sudden, severe abdominal pain. Pain that makes you so uncomfortable that you can't sit still or find a comfortable position is a medical emergency.</p><div style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> Now I'm getting upset all over again. I remember being at the doctors office rocking back and forth, standing up, sitting down, getting into a fetal position, every which way I could think of just to try to get into a comfortable position. And the doctor sent me home with prednisone and Gatorade. It was almost two MONTHS before I had emergency surgery. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> Looking back at that visit I can see how stupid I was for not just going to the ER. But I was 24, not in my right mind and scared that I would be paying off medical bills the rest of my life. I had no idea there was assistance for people with no insurance or that I could get Medicaid. (I thought it was the same as Medicare and it was only for the elderly.) </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> </span>But the fucking doctors! They went to medical school, they're supposed to help people, they should know better! </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> I digress.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> </span>My large intestine (colon) had died and had to be taken out. But the surgeons had plans for me, a j-pouch. I'll explain more about that another time, but basically I was going to have two more surgeries over the next six months and go on to lead a relatively normal life. They were to be in three month intervals, so for now all I had to do was heal and learn to live with this temporary crap bag. I hated the crap bag. </div>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-68660554363420075912021-10-25T00:13:00.000-04:002021-10-25T00:13:23.777-04:00Water Sucks. It Really, Really Sucks<div style="text-align: left;"><span> </span>It's laundry day and I have several loads to do. I also needed to do some errands and grab some things from the store. My first load didn't drain well during the spin cycle, I thought maybe my husband had stopped it for some reason. I just decided to set it to spin again and went about cleaning the counters. When my husband came inside I mentioned it to him and he said he hadn't touched it. I shrugged it off, put in another load and went off to my errands.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> While we were out we got a phone call from my step sister who is living with us, she wanted to know where to find the mop and some shitty towels. I guess she must've spilled something. We finished our shopping and went home.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> When we got to the house the kitchen was in disarray and soaked towels were everywhere. It was like there had been a flood, she had soaked up a ton of water before we even got there. She was probably freaking out, can you imagine being at someone else's house and having some crazy shit like that happen? </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> I digress.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> </span>The </span></span>water had come up and out of the sink drain and went all over the kitchen. I have a big-ass one tub sink, too, that's a lot of water. Then I remembered the washing machine. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> My husband got out a plunger and took to the sink. Almost immediately water spewed from the back of the washing machine and up towards the ceiling. Eventually the plunging worked out the clog and we started to clean up the rest of the water. It's a good thing I have lots of old towels.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> I'd been wanting to clean the cabinet under the sink for a while and since it was now soaked there really wasn't a better time. I took everything out, got rid of the stuff we don't need and mopped up the best I could. By the time I was finished it was time to make dinner, chicken cordon bleu; I'd never made it before. It has ham in it and I had leftovers so it seemed like a good idea. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> </span>I can get pretty stressed the first time I try a recipe so started gathering the ingredients. I just wanted everything I'd need right there and ready to use. This recipe calls for breadcrumbs and I keep those in my lazy Susan. This one is built in to the cabinet and has two solid plastic shelves on top of each other, common I think. But... both shelves had turned into swimming pools. The damn water had made it's way across the counter and into both of the levels somehow. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> I started pulling out everything, ramen, the bread crumbs, brownie mix, peanut butter, etc. Everything not in plastic was soaked. My husband had to get the Shop-Vac and suck up as much water as possible. I had to throw out an entire trash bag of soaked food. By the time I got finished doing that it was 7:15 pm and I'd had enough. I told my husband that I didn't care what we ate for dinner but I wasn't making it; chicken cordon bleu will have to wait. He got pizza. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span> Now I'm sitting here at my chicken table, with a laundry basket full of cleaners and things that go under the sink, while a fan tries to completely dry the shitty wood it's made from. I've got a load in both the washer and the dryer, normally that would be the last of it. Tonight I'll have to do all of the towels and rugs so they don't mildew, hoping all the while that the water goes where it's supposed to. </span></span>I really hope it does because all I have left are hand towels and blankets! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> I'm not really sure what the point is in me telling this story. Maybe someone will read it and be able to relate, or maybe they'll be glad it wasn't them this time. Anyway, stay curious. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><h4 style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <i> </i><i>Just after writing this a friend of mine told me his dog died today. As hectic and annoying as my day was, I'm now so grateful that too much water was my biggest issue. Rest in peace little guy. </i></span></span></span></h4><p><br /></p>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-33086709500596933032021-10-23T23:57:00.007-04:002021-10-24T00:01:56.790-04:00Complications<span> </span>Like most people, my life has complications. My first big one started when I was 24. It's about to get shitty, and I do mean literal shit; you've been warned. It all started on a particularly warm February day. I need to back up a bit here...<div><span> I used to spend most of my summer days outside tending my lawn and flowers. I couldn't get enough. I also have horrible seasonal depression. Once the leaves start to fall my sadness for winter starts. So when that warm day came I couldn't wait to be outside. I wanted to see what was starting to bud and make plans for future days in the sun and dirt. </span></div><div><span><span> As I'm walking around (With no jacket on!) I feel a bit of warm wetness in my panties. It was strange and not at all normal, but I had better things on my mind and let it go. After a few seconds I'd forgotten about it. I really wanted some rose bushed, and was trying to find the perfect spot for them, when I felt that warmth wetness in my panties again. This was really abnormal so I decided to go inside and see what was going on. </span></span></div><div><span><span><span> It didn't feel like I'd gotten my period because there were no cramps, plus it wasn't my time. I went to the bathroom, pulled down my panties and saw poop. Like baby poop. It was just a small amount, like if I'd just started my period while I was asleep. I cleaned myself up and got some new panties on, all the while trying to figure out why this had happened. I didn't feel ill and I'd never felt the need to go. I ended up just thinking it was a freak thing and I'd eaten something that didn't like me.</span></span></span></div><div><span><span><span> Nothing happened like that for a few weeks but then I started having diarrhea </span>daily. I felt totally fine. I was eating normally and was just as active. It had warmed up enough for me to actually start some flower beds and pick a place for the veggies to go. I was glad that winter was definitely over and spring was almost officially here. And the pooping started to happen more often. Again, I still felt fine otherwise.</span></span></div><div><span> As time went on the diarrhea got more watery and more often. I started have pain in my lower left side and my appetite dropped. One of the most odd things that happened was that I didn't fart anymore. It was like it got stuck in there and wouldn't come out unless I was on the toilet and pooped first. Trapped gas is really painful, especially when it starts to move. </span></div><div><span><span> This</span> all happened way more gradually than it seems on paper. (I have to tell myself that for my ego; I can't be that naïve.) I had no insurance and not much money to spare, but by June I had to go see someone about this shit. </span></div><div><span><span> The clinic I went to was one that's based on your income; I'd never been there before. I remember telling the man, whose name I don't remember, my symptoms. He didn't seem too concerned or engaged in the whole thing. When I told him about the farting he actually looked at me like it was TMI and irrelevant. He ordered some bloodwork and some poop tests. I didn't go back to that place again; I felt like hell and didn't need to be looked down on by the one who supposedly wanted to help me.</span></span></div><div><span> The poop tests... I was given three plastic tubes. They were shaped like a mixture of those cups you pee in and the vials they put your blood in. They size was somewhere in between. For three days I had to collect poop and add them to these specimen containers. I don't remember exactly what the directions were, but I had to add poop from one day into all three containers. On the second day I added poop to just two of them. I don't remember the last day or if I'm even remembering right. I'm sure I had to bounce back and forth between containers and do a little mixing though. It was unpleasant, sure, but I really wanted some answers. </span></div><div><span><span> The next week I went to the beach. We'd rented the house months before and my husband needed a vacation. I was going to the toilet 15-20 times a day by this point and my ass was seriously irritated and chafed, </span></span>It was miserable except for the hot tub, it took away all the pain. This was the last week of June.</div><div><span> After that place first place I went to one with similar payment options that felt more comfortable. By this time my symptoms were getting particularly bad. I was in constant pain and using the toilet at least 20+ times a day. </span> I remember being in so much pain during that first visit that I couldn't even communicate with the doctor. I was rocking back and forth and changing positions just to try to find a comfortable one. My husband did most of the talking. I had a ton of bloodwork done, was given prednisone, and told to drink Gatorade mixed with water. </div><div><span> By this time I was going so much that I was having trouble making it down the stairs at night before the liquid poop just started coming out of me. Between the pain and bathroom breaks I was barely sleeping an hour at a time. We had to put a mattress just outside of the bathroom door so I could basically just lay there until I had to get up again. I was barely living and in need of help, but who can afford quality healthcare at 24? </span></div><div><span><span> The prednisone was definitely a love/hate relationship. I gave me energy because it made me obsessed with food... but I was completely obsessed with food. I would be eating one thing and thinking about what I'd get to have next. Spicy food could not get spicy enough, and it all tasted amazing. I still had pain but it was manageable, I was still really weak but I could function. I really needed that break, I don't think I could've lasted much longer without it. But you can't stay on prednisone for too long; I had to be weaned off and a</span></span>ll of my symptoms came back with a vengeance.</div><div><span> Some test came back and said I had inflammatory bowel disease. I had no idea what that meant. I immediately began searching online to find out all I could about IBD. I learned there were several different kinds but only two could've really pertained to me, ulcerative colitis and Crohns disease. So I kept reading and learning. I wanted to know what I had, why I had it and how the hell to make it stop hurting me so bad. The doctors said I need more tests before I could really be put on any medication and I was almost completely weened off the prednisone. I was miserable.</span></div><div><span><span> By August I still had no answers. I was skinny, in pain, pooping 30+ times all day and night, my ass was raw, I was barely sleeping, and now my mouth was so full of ulcers that I couldn't eat; it even hurt to talk. I was dying. </span></span><br /></div><div><span><span><span> My older sisters (Not Mrs. Ronas, lets call her Teach because she's a teacher) birthday is on the 6th of August and she came to see me. Apparently I looked so awful that she couldn't stand it anymore. She made me get into the car and go to the University of Virginia hospital. I think this may have been a joint effort between her and other family members, I'm really not sure because life was a blur at this point. </span></span></span></div><div><span><span><span><span> When I got there they immediately started running all kinds of tests. I remember at one point yelling at a young female doctor for wanting to do the same tests that I'd had done at the other place already. I don't know why I got so angry or how I found the energy to do it, but I've felt guilty about it ever since. (I'm almost positive that this same woman is now my primary digestive health provider, but I'm too embarrassed to bring it up.) </span> After that they gave me some kind of tranquilizer thing and continued with tests.</span></span></span></div><div><span><span><span><span> I have no idea how much time I spent in the ER, but my family members just kept showing up. I guess I was probably falling in and out of sleep because I was so exhausted, but a new family member would come talk to to me every so often and tell me who all was there. It was really odd, I don't feel that important but I was too tired to think about it too much.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span> The next thing I remember was being in a smaller room with about ten family members, some of which don't get along, and like six doctors in white coats. They wanted me to sign papers were telling me that I needed surgery asap. I, again, got angry and yelled about how it wasn't fair that I had to make this decision before getting some sleep. Some of the coats left, but one man stayed (I still have no idea who he is) and got down to my level. He calmly explained to me that if I didn't have surgery I was probably going to die. So I cried, signed the papers and fell back asleep. </span> </div><div><span><span><span><span> </span><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span><span><span></span></span></span></div>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-87148663444808108472021-10-23T01:50:00.002-04:002021-10-23T02:02:56.840-04:00Its Been a While<p> <span> <span> I started this blog years ago because I needed something to do with my life. I put so much time and effort into finding things I thought others would be interested in, but no one was looking. I started to try and say things simply and not go into too much detail because I thought people would be more likely to read things that were shorter and more fun. That didn't happen so I stopped writing.</span></span></p><p><span><span><span> I have to admit that so much has changed but also stayed the same. I'm bored and unfulfilled in life. I need something. Maybe this blog will interest someone and they'll become a fan. I won't be counting on it. Mostly, though, I feel the need to just express myself before I explode.</span></span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3D4xtamvpOwTW5wIOsP1s8JpU_Ic_puJwto1XBMhXc8_5W3JMIwBRt0bi8g8ZOoKPYitYo_5rs1hHHmmK21Hlb1O6YucPR0oeE2HEFfgyI57cfoj4HDuSzMZ3Vuy8eUUqdmtnP6gK-JY/s1567/IMG-20180714-WA0000.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1567" data-original-width="1127" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3D4xtamvpOwTW5wIOsP1s8JpU_Ic_puJwto1XBMhXc8_5W3JMIwBRt0bi8g8ZOoKPYitYo_5rs1hHHmmK21Hlb1O6YucPR0oeE2HEFfgyI57cfoj4HDuSzMZ3Vuy8eUUqdmtnP6gK-JY/s320/IMG-20180714-WA0000.jpg" width="230" /></a></div><span><span><span><span> I don't have any real friends. I'd have to say that my closest friend in the past 20 years has been my cat, Kit. I had to have her put down on February 22 2021. She was 16 and it was just her time. I still feel like she's here and expect her to walk into the room at any moment. She always wanted to be in the bathroom with me and I still leave the door open for her when I shower. </span></span></span></span><p></p><p><span><span><span><span><span> </span>Since then my closest friend has been my younger sister. She may get bored and read this at some point so I feel like she needs a code name or something... </span> Lets call her Mrs. Ronas. She made that name up when we were kids. She couldn't actually read yet, but she was making up a story based on the pictures. Hopefully she remembers and it embarrasses her a little. :) </span></span></span></p><p><span> We did NOT get along as kids. I'm pretty sure she hated me and I was for sure jealous of her. I felt like she took my moms favor when she was born and it really bothered me. She tells me that it wasn't the picnic I imagined, but that's a whole HUGE other story. </span>As adults we've gotten closer though. We both love our cats like we birthed them and she has her own Kit name Jugga. </p><p><span> I'm not really sure what the point of this post is other that to say that I'm back. I don't know how often I'll post or what they'll even be about. I just hope that this time around it feels more like it's for and about me and my interests. </span><br /></p><p><span><span> Until I find something to write about, stay curious.</span><br /></span></p>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-19364060931303715102016-12-23T00:00:00.001-05:002021-10-23T03:05:08.357-04:00Old Santa Claus Lives<div style="text-align: center;">
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<b>He Exists as Certainly as Love and Generosity and Devotion Exist.</b></div>
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In this day of cynicism and frivolity, when little children are treated as young grown up people, and have never heard of Mother Goose and Uncle Remus, and have never been taught that sweetest faith is Santa Claus, it is like finding a sunbeam on a dark day to come accross [sic] this acticle [sic] in the New York Sun. It should take the old married people back to their childhood and make them look more carefully into their nurseries and hear the children's chatter, whether they believe in Santa Claus:</div>
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"We take great pleasure in answering at once and thus prominently the communication below, expressing at the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among the friends of the Sun:</div>
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" 'Dear Editor: I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says 'If you see it in the Sun it's so.' Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?</div>
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"VIRGINIA O'HANLON.</div>
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"Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect. As compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.</div>
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"Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to you life it's highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no romance, to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.</div>
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Not believe in Santa Clause! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Clause coming down what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not; but that's not proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in this world.</div>
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"You may tear apart a baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside the curtain and view the picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.</div>
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"No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the hearts of childhood."</div>
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<i>If you'd rather not read it, here's a video of </i><br /><i>Virginia herself reading the famous reply to her letter.</i></div>
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And lastly, you can see the original letter being appraised on Antiques Roadshow by clicking <a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/roadshow/season/2/phoenix-az/appraisals/1897-yes-virginia-santa-letter--199704A43">here</a>. </div>
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The idea was first thought up in 1895, by a New Zealander named George Hudson. However, it wasn't introduced nationwide anywhere until April 30, 1916 in Germany and Austria-Hungary. It was done in order to maximize the use of daylight for activities. Some think that it saves energy because we don't have to turn on the lights as early, but that's never been proven.</div>
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Basically, people who worked 9-5 jobs wanted to have more daylight when their work day was over. You know, to do more work at home or enjoy the outdoors. Benjamin Franklin wrote, "Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise." George Hudson liked to collect insects and wanted to have time to 'hunt' when he got off from work, and others wanted time to hunt for food. Hudson actually wanted to shift the time by two hours, and he purposed it to the Wellington Philosophical Society twice - in 1895 and 1898. Apparently it didn't take because most people credit William Willett with the concept.</div>
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He didn't steal the idea from Hudson, he just thought it up on his own in 1905. He was apparently an early-bird and was astonished at how much of the summer day people spent sleeping. He also enjoyed golf and was annoyed when he had to cut his game short because he could no longer see the ball. Unlike George Hudson, William Willett got someone to take him seriously. He had friends in high places, so to speak. Robert Pearce was a member of parliament and introduced a bill to the House of Commons on February 12, 1908. It didn't pass and neither did several more over the years. Willett kept trying, but died in 1915 - before it came to pass. <br /> On April 30, 1916 the German Empire decided to try it out. It was wartime and they wanted to conserve as much coal as possible. After that other countries in Europe decided it was a good idea and started doing it too. Russia joined in 1917, with the US finally giving it a go in 1918. After the war it was mostly abandoned, until WWII. Then it was again, abandoned. </div>
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The 1970's oil was harder to come by because of the Iranian Revolution and the Yom Kippur War, aka the 1973 Arab-Israeli War. Basically it meant that oil prices were really high because less petroleum was being acquired and shipped out of the middle east. Prices also went up dramatically because people were worried they'd run out altogether. So, DST was again put to use in order to conserve time and energy. This time the idea stuck for good and most countries still use some variation based on their needs. </div>
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The ouija board is coming back into favor and has been taken up quite extensively by society woman in New York, Boston, Chicago, St. Louis and various parts of the country.<br />
Perhaps the most remarkable recent experiences with it are those of Mrs. John Curran of St. Louis. She has been in communication, she says, with the spirit of Patience Worth, a woman believed to have existed in the Colonial days and who not only has sent philosophical axioms that are characteristic of the Puritans but even has gone to the extent of sending outlines of plays and essays and has gone extensively into the dictation of poetry. More than 300,000 words have been received from this supposed spirit in three years.</div>
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Patience Worth talks in a strange English that is archaic and not found in the best authors and yet may have at one time been the tongue of inhabitants of this country.</div>
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Long condemned by religious as the direct agency of satan and by skeptics as the toy of the superstitious, the ouija board is being restored to its own former popularity through the curiosity of society woman.</div>
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In many parts of the country society women are devoting their time to "communicating" with spirits in the other world.</div>
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Many strange results of such communications are reported and a society woman is unhappy indeed if she hasn't at least one good spirit in the world of mystery who is always ready to send a message at her control's pleasure.</div>
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Even is staid St. Louis where society women are supposed to be very conservative, the ouija board has been restored to favor while in New York and in various cities of the east it is quite the "rage."</div>
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In St. Louis Mrs. John H. Curran has gotten into touch with one Patience Worth of Spiritland and has transcribed more than 300,000 words through the ouija board, all of which will be published at some future date.</div>
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Patience Worth is believed from her peculiar choice of words and phraseology to be a Colonial dame, who has been wandering about in space for a long time, burning to send her messages back to the mundane sphere yet finding no source of communication until Mrs. Curran bought a ouija board and commenced taking messages.</div>
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The board was purchased through curiosity. There is something fascinating about the tales told of the board, whether they be true or false. It is known that a number of people have asked the board to tell them in what land their dead relatives lingered and were shocked considerably when the naughty little board spelled out a word starting in H and ending with an L. Many have thought that the words written by the board were the result of the mental influences of the person operating it while others have credited it with supernatural powers.</div>
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In the use of the board at the Curran home, Mrs. Curran always is one of the two whose hands are on the board. The latter is arranged on two wheels and has a pencil at the end. As the vibration of the fingers of the holders develops the pencil moves over a sheet of paper and prints numerals or letters of the alphabet.</div>
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While Mrs. Curran operated the board her husband transcribes the message as she reads it to him.</div>
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The "Patience Worth" matter began to be transcribed in June, 1913. Since that time Mrs. Curran has made public as the products of Patience Worth a six-act play entitled "Red Wing," a novel called "Telka" and numerous verses, essays and bits of philosiphy. [sic]</div>
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The quaint language of these writing has probably attracted more attention than their literary merit, the latter being a matter of some discussion. They are in an antique language, not the English of Chaucer, Spenser or any other well-known classic English writer, but possibly more like the common speech of English people of an early day.</div>
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It is known to travelers that an antique, almost archaic, form of English still is spoken in remote communities of England. There are districts in England whose inhabitants have great difficulty in understanding or in making themselves understood by the coster-cockney class.</div>
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Mrs. Curran, however, says she has no personal acquaintance with such speech and that she has not gone farther in her study of classic English than other well read persons. The language used by Patience Worth, she explains, is as strange to her as it is to others.</div>
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Mrs. Curran recently gave to the Papyrus Club of St. Louis some of her messages from Patience Worth, one of the, being a special message that Patience had sent the club. It read:</div>
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Good Dames and Sirrahs - At the board thou hast sat and eat of earth's grow. Aye, and now do ye eat o' the grow thou knowest no the rooting place of. Yea, thou shalt hark unto the word o' MEN, and yet they do to prate o' DAME. Ayea, and methinks 'tis a word aspoke amany that be not the word that hid 'pon the tung, lest the Dame be offended!</div>
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Aye, then come thou and sit 'bout the board, and thine ears shall hark unto the words o' me, and thou shalt see the cloth o' me the hands o' the loves o' me did to fashion out for me. Ayea, I then shall sit me meek, and thread me up a bobbins full for the next o' put.</div>
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Ayea, and 'tis frocked that I shall to be, and nay dame shall see! Awoe! Nay, this be a piddle-putting, good folk!</div>
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Athin (within) thy heart shall set the me o' me at the go ahance. And 'tis ahope I be 'tis a loving wampth 'twill find. And so dost thou to smile, 'tis sweets and love I cast thee. And doth thy heart to shut it up, lo, then shall I knock till thou dost leave me in.</div>
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A night o' cheer. A heart o' love! A God's wish o' loving 'pon thy day. Anight! Anight!</div>
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Mrs. Curran told her audience of her first experiences with the ouija board and of the puzzling messages received. Later she used the board together with Mrs. Emily Grant Hutchings and bagan to receive sentences which formed maxims and philosphical paragraphs. Then came the announcement:</div>
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"Many moons ago I lived. Patience Worth, my name. If thou shalt live then so shall I. I make my bread by thy hearth."</div>
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The word "bread," Mrs. Curran later learned, referred to the literary products embodied in the messages. Mrs. Curran said she would not attempt to say whether Patience Worth was a spirit, but spoke of her as a beautiful personality, which had come to seem not a mystery but a fellowship.</div>
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She said the messages came to her in daylight as well as at night and that there is no trance connected with them.</div>
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"The words come in sort of a rhythm," Mrs. Curran explained, "and I record just what comes whether I understand it or not." Patience has been tested by more than 200 persons and her messages have never varied. A professor from the University of Indian visited Mrs. Curran to investigate her communication with Patience Worth.</div>
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William Marion Reedy, editor of the Mirror, and Caspar Yost, editor of a St. Louis newspaper, became acquainted with Patience Worth and both declare her genuine. Yost has described her as a "spinster of uncertain age; a writer, but a poet by preference. While the average spirit stalks dismal and wailing lugubriously through the finite world, Patience comes with a laugh, Yost said. She remarks, "I be no sorry singer," and proves it by many witticisms.</div>
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Reedy calls Patience's doctrines Panteistic.</div>
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He describes her as follows: "She is a little woman, dressed in gray; with a little bonnet, ribbons coming down and tied under her chin. There are lines in her face, not the rewritten wrinkles of smiles or her youth, but the results of experience. Her eyes are brown like autumn leaves after a rain. She is between 45 and 50 years old, sprightly, dainty, delicate.</div>
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"She has stood beside the stockade helping a good man load a gun, while he defends the settlement against the savage horde of Indians."</div>
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Reedy said the theory was advanced that she was killed in an Indian massacre and this question was asked of her. She intimated that something of this sort had happened to her and she was asked if she had not been taken captive by the Indians.</div>
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"Nay, something worse," was her reply.</div>
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"She speaks an English almost pure and undefiled," Reedy said of her. "There is an absence from it of all the derivatives of France and Rome, and she rarely uses a word of more than two syllables. Her answers are direct and almost invariably in parables. She has respect for her interlocutor's intelligence."</div>
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Reedy said she is not another Sappho, or George Elliot, or Mrs. Humphrey ward nor a Sara Teasdale, but rather echoes of all of the poets. He said there runs a consistent character through her works and in two years she has not gotten "out of character." She never has used a modern word or expression and he illustrated the seeming significance of this by pointing out how difficult it would be for a man trained in Irish or negro dialect to make a 30-minute talk without breaking out of the character.</div>
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"She has nothing to tell, in my opinion," Reedy said, "but she commands my admiration and reverence. She tells nothing that we have not heard from the old masters and bards."</div>
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"What of the divinity of Christ?" Reedy at one time asked her through the ouija board. She answered, "He bought thee of his loving."</div>
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"What of love?" he asked. "The love there is but the o'er drip of love here" came the response of the board.</div>
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"Describe the place where you are?" She was asked, "Think you there is a bottom or top; this is a walless country."</div>
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"Can you do anything you want over there?" The answer was: "When you put the will you put the limit."</div>
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"Put" in Patience's vocabulary responds to the modern verb "to do." </div>
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"Patience may be a second personality of Mrs. Curran," Reedy said, "but she teaches a love that is greater than we can conceive and that death is the keeper of unknown redemption."</div>
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Mrs. Emily Hutchings, who was one of the first to receive with Mrs. Curran the messages from Patience Worth, said the first glimmering of the quaint personality of the little Colonial dame came in the maxim: "A busy saw gathered no rust."</div>
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One of the sentiments expressed by Patience Worth is: "A blighted bud may hold a sweeter message than the lovliest flower; for God hath kissed her wounded heart and left a promise there."</div>
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"I sit with a friend, our hands upon the board, which I have come to believe is nothing more than a concentrator. There is no trance. Everything is quiet with the exception of Patience Worth. The only definite part is that while I put my thoughts awither, as Patience would say, and immediately the stories, poems, plays, parables, or whatever her work for the sitting may be, is shown to me in tiny pictures, beautiful and distinct as though my eyes saw them.</div>
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"The characters move and speak and my hands fly over the letters much too fast for me to anticipate even one word.</div>
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"I cannot account for the language. The words seem to be spoken to me, though I cannot say I hear them in the sense that we hear the voice that speaks aloud to us. The words come in sort of a rhythm. I am not familiar with old English and yet even the conversations are in this archaic tongue."</div>
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Psychologists recently have taken up a study of Mrs. Curran and the Mysterious Patience Worth. Some believe that Patience Worth is Mrs. Curran's sub-conscious self. Others have departed in doubt and without expressing an opinion.</div>
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The ouija board has been condemned by various religious bodies, but society is taking it up besides the prohibitions. The Catholic church has condemned it as a superstitious practice.</div>
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Other religious bodies have declared that the devil is in the board and employs it to send his messages.</div>
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Whatever the truth may be, society has gone into the mystery of the board, not so much with the object of definitely deciding if it really is the medium of communication with the other world but to gratify society's chief attribute - Curiosity. </div>
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Visit <a href="http://www.patienceworth.org/patienceworthpoems_001.htm">patienceworth.org</a> to read some of her poems and such, and <a href="http://www.smithsonianmag.com/arts-culture/patience-worth-author-from-the-great-beyond-54333749/?no-ist">smithsonianmag.com</a> to read more about her.</div>
Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-88605272405008959552016-07-08T03:52:00.001-04:002021-10-23T03:05:50.789-04:00Robbery is a Bloody Pain<div style="text-align: center;">
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Beaufort, June 9. - A bold attempt at robbery was frustrated at the Sea Island hotel here last night. Mr. G. Garret, a commercial traveler of Laurens, S.C., who is a guest at the hotel, retired at 10 o'clock p.m. to his room in the second story of the building and a few minutes later Alfred Folk, the night watchman, carried him a pitcher of ice water, and the guest remarked to Folk, "I believe that there is some one under my bed." The watchman proceeded to investigate and found a negro crouching beneath the bed. However, before the two men could capture the intruder, he leaped through an open window to the ground, a distance of fully 30 feet, striking on a picket fence as he fell.</div>
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Mr. Garret and the watchman pursued the man with as little delay as possible, guided by a trail of blood, as far as a town well on Craven street, a block away. The well was covered with blood, but the pursuers lost trace of their man there and returned to the hotel.</div>
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A citizen residing on Craven street immediately in the rear of the hotel saw a groaning man run across the street and could have shot him had he known what had happened. <i> [Seems a bit harsh.]</i></div>
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Another citizen who lives on Craven street opposite the town well upon which the blood was found was attracted by the groans of a man, and going upon the street just in time to see a dark figure rise from the well and make off.</div>
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Today the police, upon the information of a citizen, searched three negro tenement houses in the back part of town, but up to this writing no trace of the fugitive has been found. W.T.W.</div>
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Greenville, June 8. - The indictment of Pink Tollerson <i>[Pink :)] </i>upon the charge of burglary and larceny resulted in his conviction, and the court sentenced him to seven years in the penitentiary at hard labor. Tollerson was concerned in the robbery of the company store at the Poe mill on Christmas eve, and the quantity of goods stolen showed he was not alone in making the raid, but the other fellows have not been captured, and Tollerson had to go it alone in the trial. The notable feature in the case was the testimony of Madame Tollerson, whose evidence alone convicted the defendant and who proclaimed her anxiety to have him incarcerated indefinitely. She was notified by the court that she was not compelled under the law to testify against her husband, but she promptly waived her rights in the premises and evidenced a readiness that is unusual to convict him. Senator Dean asked her whether she was not desirous, for reasons unnecessary to mention then and there, to get rid of her husband and her answer was, "I shure am," and that she wanted him safely housed for an indefinate period. Her testimony was to the effect that Tollerson came home drunk, and that he brought a large quantity of goods with him, which were described and identified as the goods stolen. Tollerson made a confession in jail to Mr. J.H. Maxwell, manager of the company store. </div>
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For those who don't know, "the piles" are what they used to call hemorrhoids.</div>
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Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-14129253839853659932016-06-06T02:55:00.001-04:002021-10-23T03:06:01.447-04:00What Happened to Eveline Blewett?<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> John Warne, the 72-year-old man who was arrested in connection with the death of 9-year-old Eveline Blewett at Walkerville on Saturday afternoon, was taken to Anaconda by Sheriff Furey an hour or two after his arrest and given temporary quarters in the county jail in that city. In view of the fact that public feeling was running high against the old man at that time, especially among the citizens of Walkerville, the sheriff considered it the more necessary in order to prevent the prisoner from meeting a fate that might have been as horrible as that of his alleged victim. The trip was made in a buggy, and as the old man was only thinly clad he was quite chilly when he reached the smelter city. As soon as the lynching sentiment expressed Saturday evening gives way to more conservative consideration of the case Warne will be brought back to this city and retained until the court disposes of him. When Warne was first taken into custody there was nothing of a positive nature to show that he made a criminal assault upon the child and then murdered her to obliterate all traces of the crime, but after an examination of the body of the dead girl had been made the case assumed a darker appearance against Warne and will yield n court a chain of circumstantial evidence as strong as has ever been forged in the fired of justice. That the child entered Warne's cabin some time before the fire broke out is a known fact that her body was taken out after the fire was extinguished is equally well known, but just what transpired between the time she entered and the time the shack cought fire is not positively known. There is a very strong belief, however, that Warne first committed a criminal assault upon the child then murdered her and set fire to the little house in order to destroy all evidence of his act. It is asserted that if this surmise is correct Warne poured coal oil over the clothing of the child after killing her, for some portions of her body were burned worse than others, indicating that the oil had touched these portions.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Yesterday Dr. C.V. Norcross made an examination of the charred body of the child and found a hole about as large as a silver half dollar in the skull behind one of the ears. The wound looked as though it had bee nmade [sic] by a hammer. How it was inflicted unless by Warne is a question which no one seems able to answer with that degree of satisfaction the public demands.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>WARNE'S EXPLANATION.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> After being arrested Warne told a story of how the thing happened, and while it appeared plausible enough as far as it went it did not go far enough - it did not explain the means by which the child's skull was fractured. As stated in the extra edition of Saturday's Inter Mountain, the old man was acting as watchman at the reservoir of the Butte Water company which stands on the hill in East Walkerville. The reservoir is enclosed by a high board fence. At the south side of the enclosure stood what was called the "valve" house which was built over a pit about 25 feet deep. At the bottom of the pit are the valves used in letting the water out of the reservoirs. To prevent the cold from reaching the valves the house was built double and the space between the boards filled with sawdust. Warne made the house over the pit his headquarters and, it is said, made a business of inviting children into his place. Among the children was little Eveline Blewett, one of two children belonging to Julia Blewett, a widow, who has had a hard struggle with the world singe the death of her husband several years ago. Eveline is the child who lost her life in the valve house. Warne is alleged to have said that on Friday Eveline paid him a visit and he told her that Saturday would be his payday and that if she would then call on him he would give her a nickel. Shortly before 2 o'clock on Saturday the little girl had called and asked for the nickel and he held it back from her. She had then attempted to take it out of his pocket and in so doing the gasoline stove was upset, its fiery contents being spread over the floor, setting ablaze the inflammable material within the room. In an effort to subdue the conflagration he had picked up the stove and carried it outside, but could not get back into the place again because of the intense heat.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Warne did not attempt to explain why he had carried the stove to a place of safety and left the child to perish in the flames, which fact is considered a link in the chain of evidence against him, or how the child's skull came to be fractured. If he is guilty of the crime with which he stands charged he evidently thought he could attribute his failure to save the child to the excitement of the moment, evidently believing that the fire would lick up all traces of the double crime of assault and subsequent murder.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>SAYS HE IS INNOCENT.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Sheriff Furey and Warne talked about the case on the way to Anaconda on Saturday evening. Among other things Warne told the sheriff he was as innocent as a baby. He said further that little girls in the neighborhood of the scene of the alleged crime, had been in the habit of asking him for nickels; and on Saturday morning little Eveline had paid him a visit and asked him for a coin and he told her to call again in the afternoon after he had received his pay, and he would give her one. She called as requested, he said, and he told her he had no money, whereupon she had commenced to search his pockets. He had endeavored to get away from her and the coal oil stove had been upset. This statement was followed by the allegation that instead of running to the outside the little girl had laid on the bed and burned to death. The sheriff says the story sounded "fishy" to him, but in the absence of something to offset it he would have to consider it all right. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>WARNE'S ARREST</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Shortly after the fire was discovered the old man was placed under arrest by City Marshal William Kennedy of Walkerville, who placed him in charge of another man while he, Kennedy, loaned his assistance in the work of extinguishing the flames. The feeling at the very outset was strong against Warne and was growing in intensity every minute. It finally became so pronounced that Robert Thomas grabbed the prisoner and threw him over the embankment. The city marshal then realized that unless he ushered the prisoner to a place of safety in short order the coroner instead of the sheriff might get him, and he at once escorted Warne to the county jail. It is quite probable that had some stock not been taken in the old man's story the crowd that had assembled would have lynched him on the spot and tried him afterwards, justifying its actions on the proposition that any man who permitted or enticed little girls into his den should be hanged, no matter whether or not he committed an assault and then murder. The crowd was mad, too, because Warne had failed to notify some one when the fire broke out that the child was in the flames.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>EUGENE CARROLL ON WARNE.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Eugene Carroll, general manager and receiver for the Butte Water company, says he believes that if he could see and talk with the prisoner a few minutes he could tell whether he was guilty. Mr. Carroll and the old man were well acquainted with each other by reason of the latter's connection with the water company as an employe [sic], which had covered a period of ten years. Warne always talked freely to Mr. Carroll, and the latter considered him to be in his dotage. Warne told him he was 72 years old, but to Mr. Carroll he appeared to be 80 and very feeble. Warne, he says, had very little knowledge of things in general, and appeared to be too old for intelligent action of any kind. Warne, he also says, had spoken to him about his two daughters, who resided somewhere on the coast, and had also mentioned his grandchildren. Warne had saved his money and kept it in one of the banks. About four years ago Warne told him he had heard the water company needed money; that he had $500 in bank, and would let the company have it if it desired to use it, adding to the offer that he knew the company would pay it back when times became more prosperous. Warne had frequently uttered remarks that led Mr. Carroll to believe he was short in sound judgement.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Mr. Carroll says, further, that there were some cans of coal oil in the valve house; that after Warne was locked up in the county jail he sent him a note asking him to call and see him, but when he called at the jail the sheriff had already started with Warne for Anaconda. Warne was a Canadian by birth, he says, and took out his first papers last fall. As to his character, he never knew anything about it, but had always heard him spoken of in a kindly way.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>THE CORONER INVESTIGATES.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> After the body of the child had been taken from the burning house the coroner was notified. He visited the scene and ordered the remains to be sent to the Richards undertaking rooms. The mother of the child, however, begged Coroner Johnson to have the remains restored to her after they had been prepared for burial, and the wishes of the lady were complied with. Yesterday afternoon Mr. Johnson took steps towards and official investigation. With Dr. C.V. Norc<b>R</b>oss he isited the house about 2:30 o'clock and examined the body with a view to ascertaining whether the child had been assaulted and murdered before the fire completed what is thought to be the final chapter in the commission of a crime the equal of which has never been known in this county. The examination disclosed the fact that the skull of the child had been fractured by some blunt instrument, presumably a hammer, the blow haviing [sic] been wielded with force enough to produce instant death. This revelation convinced both the coroner and the physician that the blow had taken the life of the little one before the flames began to complete the work of destruction. It was also found that the pelvic region was badly burned, leading the physician to believe that an extra attempt to destroy this part of the body by the use of coal oil had been made.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>DR. NORCOSS' </b>[sic]<b> STATEMENT. </b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <i></i>Dr. C.V. Norcross, who made a partial examination of the body yesterday and completed it today, says: </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>(This part gets pretty graphic.)</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> "I found a hole in the skull about the size of a silver dollar, which looked as if it had been made with a hammer or other blunt instrument. The bone had been driven into the brain and when the brain became heated the substance inside of the skull forced the broken pieces of skull out and they were burned away. The brain was oozing through the hole in the skull. The hole is located just above the back of the right ear. The eyes dried in their sockets and the hands burned away. The legs were burned away almost to the knees, but the knees where not badly burned. The middle of the body was burned to a charcoal, but further up the marks of the flames were not so great.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> "Today, in the presence of Drs. Renick, Sheerin and O'Leary, I removed the heart and lungs, my object to determine whether the child had enhaled any fire after being struck the blow on the head. I found that she had breathed after being struck, as the evidence of fire was in the lungs. Nevertheless, this does not alter my opinion that the blow was struck before the fire was started and the child rendered unconscious by it. I found something else that I had not noticed yesterday. When I began to prepare the body for examination I found clothing rolled up under the arms, which would seem to dissipate the old man's allegation that the child had run and jumped on the bed after the fire started. At the inquest, which will be commenced at 4 o'clock this afternoon, I shall state that it is my belief that the blow on the head was struck before the fire was started, and although death did not ensue before the fire the child was unconscious when flames started."</span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">April 12, 1901., The Kalispell Bee</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">April 13, 1901., The Kalispell Bee</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">April 18, 1901., Butte Daily Inter Mountain</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">June 18, 1901., Butte Daily Inter Mountain </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">July 10, 1901., Butte Daily Inter Mountain</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> Last evening a jury composed of citizens of Powell county declared by their verdict that John Warne was not guilty of the murder of little Eveline Blewett. Residents of Silver Bow county have taken more than usual interest in this trial. The circumstances surrounding the death of the little girl, the inflames condition of the public mind, and the caution of the public mind, and the caution exercised by Silver Bow county's sheriff in spiriting Warne by night out of reach of possible violence, all indicated plainly that residents of Butte were inclined to prejudge the case and charge the old man with a crime without waiting for the forms of law to be observed.</span></span></div>
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Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-35117465504172915362016-05-23T00:41:00.001-04:002021-10-23T03:06:34.570-04:00What Happened in 1912 Villisca, Iowa? <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Before Ed Gein, Ronald DeFeo, and Charles Manson, there was Villisca. The difference is that, in one night, eight people were killed by an ax-murder, and the killer was never found. An entire family of five and two young girls were killed, in 1912 that sort of thing just didn't happen. This first article is quite repetitive, probably to take up lots of room and sell papers, but its informative.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Villisca, June 10. - Joseph Moore, a prominent Villisca citizen and business man, his wife and four children and two women, supposed to be Mrs. Van Gilder and her daughter, relatives of the Moores, were found murdered this morning in the Moore home. Their heads had been mashed to a pulp, and an axe covered with blood and human hair was found in the house and is supposed to have been the instrument with which the crime was committed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b>Murdered in Beds.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> All were murdered in their beds. There is no definite clue to the murderers altho search has been made, it is said, for one person suspected by the authorities.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b> </b>Owing to the terrible mutilation, the identity of the two women could not be absolutely established this morning, but the Van Gilders, who lived a few miles from Villisca, are known to have been visiting the Moores yesterday, and last night all attended an entertainment, so it is felt certain the victims are the women named.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b>No Motive Known.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> No robbery was committed, and it seems clear that only a desire for revenge could have prompted the murder, unless the work was done by a madman.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> JOSEPH MOORE and wife.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b> </b>HERMAN MOORE, 11 years old.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b> </b>CATHERINE MOORE, 9 years old.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b> </b>BOYD MOORE, 7 years old.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> PAUL MOORE, 6 years old.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> MISS EDITH SPILLINGER, 20 years old.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> MISS BLANCHE SPILLINGER, 18 years old.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Owing to the terrible mutilation the identity of the two women could not at first be established. They were believed to be Mrs. Von Gilder and her daughter, relatives of the Moores, but later they were positively identified as the Spillinger sisters, daughters of a wealthy farmer living a few miles from Villisca.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Horses' Neigh Gives Alarm.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Horses neighing in the barns at the Moore home caused a woman neighbor to notice that no member of the family appeared to be up and about the house. She investigated and after failing to make an entrance to the front door, called her husband, who also failed. The city marshal was summoned and the doors forced.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Moore and his wife were the first to be discovered. They were lying in their bed ina front room. Then came the finding of the bodies of the two guests and later those of the children in a third room. The oldest of the children, a boy, was only 12 years old.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Most Diabolical Crime.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> The entire absence of a known motive for the crime makes it one of the most peculiar and diabolical ever committed in the state. Showing the terrible execution wrought the person who committed the wholesale crime, early identification of the two young women was that they were Mrs. Von Gilder and her daughter, who were in Villisca last night and were understood to have remained at the Moore home all night. Mrs. Von Gilder is a sister of Mrs. Moore.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> The two Spillinger girls were daughters of Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Spillinger, wealthy people residing near town. Mr. and Mrs. Moore and their four children, were found dead in their beds on the first floor of the house and the Spillinger girls murdered in their beds in an upper room. All were clothed in their nightgowns and were undoubtedly slain in their sleep, and all had their heads crushed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Mr. Moore was one of the leading business men of the town and was engaged of the implement trade. The family is one of the most prominent in that section of the state.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Last night the Moores attended a church entertainment in which their children took part. They were accompanied home part of the distance after the close of the program by neighbors. The Spillinger girls had remained with them rather than return to their homes late at night. There are several homes located close by the Moore home and great wonder is expressed that the murderer could could have entered the place, killed the eight people and escaped without an outcry being heard.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Von Gilder is Sought.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Mrs. Von Gilder is a divorced woman who resides with her father near town. She and her husband have been separated about nine years and Von Gilder's place of residence has not been known publicly, at least, for many years. It is now rumored that he was seen in town Saturday.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b>Whole Country Aroused.</b> <i>[Insert dirty joke here.]</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Company F of the National Guard, and hundreds of citizens, armed, are scouring the county in search of the assassin. People from long distances are coming to town and at noon there were 5,000 here.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> The most intense excitement prevails here and people from all parts of Montgomery county are flocking to Villisca. The victims of the tragedy were widely known in this section, and commanded the highest respect. Not one of the victims is known to have had an enemy.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Leaves Finger Prints.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> The bodies of the eight, with one exception, one of the Spillinger girls, lay in their beds as tho asleep, with the bed clothes not even disarranged. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Blood spots on the front door near the knob shows how the murdered left the house, altho the door was locked and the keys missing. The murderer left finger prints which are certain to identify him with the crime is [sic] he is ever apprehended. These prints are being carefully guarded.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> The blinds in the house were all carefully drawn and a lighted lamp was found in the center of the room occupied by Mr. and Mrs. Moore.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Parents Prostrated.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> The parents of the Spillinger girls are prostrated and have not been able yet to leave their home to come into town to care for the bodies of their children, and the scenes at the Spillinger home have been most distressing. None of the bodies has yet been removed from the house, pending the visit of the coroner's jury. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><b><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;">Detective Who Worked on Ellsworth, Kan., Murder Finds Similarity in Crimes - Finger Prints to Be Compared - McClaughrey, Expert on Finger Prints, Summoned.</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></b><span style="font-size: small;"> Villisca, June 11 - No positive clues are said to have been brought to light as the result of the work of the detectives in Sunday night's murder case, wherein Joseph Moore and family and two visitors met death at the hands of an assassin who murdered them with an ax as they slept.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The theory upon which authorities are working now involve two men, relatives of the murdered family, both of whom are said to have held deep grudges against Moore and his wife as a result of domestic troubles. One of these men, it is said, is known to have been in Villisca recently, and it is rumored that the other has been here also.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Bloodhounds Lose Trail.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The bloodhounds which followed a trail from the Moore home to the river last night, losing it soon afterwards, were again used today.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> One of the detectives working on this case also helped in investigation of the mysterious murder at Ellsworth, Kan. He knows several points of similarity in the two cases. One of these is the use of a kerosene lamp. In each case one was found burning in the room where the crime was committed. The Ellsworth murderer's finger prints have been preserved and will be compared by experts with those of the Villisca assassin.</span></span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Funeral of Victims Held.</span></span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> It was planned to hold the funeral of the eight victims of the tragedy this afternoon.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Mrs. Clifford Stillinger, mother of the two Moore girls, who were guests in the Moore home, is still in a serious condition, from the effects of the shock.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The only thing found during the trial of bloodhounds this morning was a bloody handkerchief. The officers do not regard the find as valuable in the work of unraveling the mystery.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The county attorney has sent for William McClaughrey, a son of Warden McClaughrey of the federal prison of Leavenworth, Kan., who is a finger-print expert, and he is expected here today.</span></span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Two Suspects Seen.</span></span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Word comes from New Market, about fifteen miles southeast of here, that two strange men who were there when the news of the tragedy reached that place hurriedly left in the direction of Clarinda.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Orders for their arrest have been sent to the latter place but nothing further has been heard.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Bloodhounds Secured.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Thousands of Montgomery county residents were in Villisca at 9:30 o'clock last nioght when two bloodhounds took up the possible trail of the murderer of the J.B. Moore family and the two daughters of Joseph Stillinger. In less than five minutes after the dogs were taken to the scene of the crime they made a break for the door of the house. Since that time they have been tugging on the chains of the men following them. The trail led to the timber lands at the forks of the west and middle Nodaway rivers, of the town.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> When O.E. Jackson, sheriff of Montgomery county, arrived here at noon yesterday he ordered the Moore home closed to all persons. Up to that time only a few persons had been permitted to view the bodies of the eight murdered persons, as the city marshal believed it best to keep the place clear of visitors. A guard of citizens was stationed near the house and later militiamen were put on guard.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The arrival of the bloodhounds from Beatrice, Neb., was anxiously awaited. They came on the scheduled train. Sheriff Jackson piloted the crowd to the house at once. The dogs were taken in at the front door. In a few minutes after they had been given a chance two smell the handle of an ax used by the murderer they came out the front door, turned around the porch and took a northerly direction to Second street. The [sic] followed this path to First avenue, then they went south on First avenue to the John Green farm. From this farm they advanced southwest to the Neilsson farm. Then they took to the river and followed it to the forks of the two rivers.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Think Slayer a Maniac</b>.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> That the slayer was a maniac, or an enemy of the Moores, who was seeking revenge are the most probable theories entertained. Efforts are being made to locate the four negroes, who were strangers here, and the conviction is growing that they may be the guilty ones. No negroes are living in Villisca, and their unexplained presence here for several days and their sudden departure last night or early yesterday morning causes much speculation. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Herman Montgomery Moore (11)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Mary Kather<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ine Moore (10)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Arthur Boyd Moore (7)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Paul Ver<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">non Moore (5)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Ina Mae Stillinger (8)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Lena Gertrude Stillinger (12) </span> </span> </span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">A bit differe<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">nt from the newspaper reports<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, but not bad<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> T</span></span>he police thought t<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">he kil<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">l<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">e</span>r hi<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">d in th<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">e attic until everyone was <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">asleep<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, because o<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">f two cigarette butts they fou<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">n</span>d in the attic. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">D</span>octors said they were killed bet<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ween 12am an<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">d 5am<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">. </span>Lena was the only o<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ne who <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">had</span> defens<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ive wounds<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, and is thought to be the only one to wake up and fight back. It's also believed th<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">at she may have be<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">e<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">n sexually as<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">saulted because she <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">had no underw<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ear on and her nightgown was pulled up<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Sever<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">al people were suspects, but only George Kelly was actually tried<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">... twice. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> <b>Andre</b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b>w Sawyer</b> </span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">was a transient who asked <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">for a job the morn<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ing after<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">/of the murders. He was hired by Thomas Dyer<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, a<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> bridge foreman </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">for the <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Burlington Railroad, S.A.<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, be<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">cause he was short on men. The rest of the crew thought he was strange<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> - he slept with his clothes on<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, next to an ax </span>- and he was a bit to<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">o interested in the murders.</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">One day, Dyer would later test<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ify, Sawyer<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> threatened<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, "I <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">will cut your god damn heads off," and <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">began<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> hitting things with the ax. <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">J.R. Dyer (Th<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">omas' son) t<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">estified tha<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">t Sawyer showed him how the man who killed the Moore family got out of town.<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">.. in great detail. D<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">yer <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">decided to turn Sawyer ove<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">r to the sheriff, but the man had an alibi. It turned out he had been arrested for vagrancy in another town<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> at the time, and the sheriff <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">there was putting him on a train.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> <b>Reverend George Kelly</b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> was a traveling minister, and a<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">n accused peeper/pervert. <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">He was prett<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">y obsessed with the murder<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">s, and wrote letter<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">s to practic<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ally everyone involved. Poli<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ce didn<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">'t think much of it at the time because he was thought to be a bit "nutty" af<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ter a mental breakdown when he was a kid, though.<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> Two years after the murders, he was in trouble for sendin<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">g sexually harassing material <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">by mail to a prospective secretary<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> - a</span>fter that he was sent to the looney bin<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">.</span> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I</span>n 1917 he was arrested for the murder<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">s<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, and</span> confessed after many hours of inter<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ro</span>gation. He <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">took back the confession, was tried twice anyway, and ended up being a<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">cquitted.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> <b>Frank F. </b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b>Jones</b> was a <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">State <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Sen<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ator, lived at and <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">owned a store in V<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">illisca. Josiah Moore worked for him fo<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">r a long time, but decided to leave and start his own store. It's thought that Jones was upset becaus<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">e his business was being taken by Moores. People also thought that Josiah was messing aroun<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">d wit<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">h Franks<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> daughter<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">-</span>in-law, b<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ut <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">it was probably just a rumor. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> <b>William "Blackie" Mansfield</b> was supposedly a<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span>hired gun for Frank<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> Jones<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, spec<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ifically for the <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ax murders. <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Mor<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">e than that, though, he was believed to be a serial kille<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">r. Two years after Villisca, he murdered his wife, infant, and in-laws with an axe.<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> M<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">any<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, nearl<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">y <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ident<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">i<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">c<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">al</span> crimes were commit<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ted in the day<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">s<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, weeks<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> and months aroun<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">d Villisca, and many thought Blackie was responsible. He was arrested at one point, but <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">he <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">had a strong alibi<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> and was never broug<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ht to tr<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ial. His alibi may have looked good on paper, but a restaur<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ant owner said <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">he w<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">as sure th<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">a<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">t he saw Mansfield getting on a train. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , 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serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> <b> Henr</b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b>y Lee Moore</b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, wa<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">sn't related to the victims, but was a suspect in their murders. He murdered his mom and grandma months after the Villisca killings<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> - with an ax. He is also suspected <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">of the serial killing<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">s that <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Blackie is a suspect of committing. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> <b>Sam Moyer</b>, <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Josiah's brother<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">-in-law<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">, threatened to ki<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">ll him on numerous occasions. He had an alibi, though.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </div>
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Here's a link to their website: <a href="http://www.villiscaiowa.com/" target="_blank">http://www.villiscaiowa.com/</a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> Ch<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">eck it out, it's <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">qui<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">te interesting. Until next time, stay curious!</span></span></span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span>Tessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12403141285665671103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861060212639671150.post-23071261480211745572016-04-12T00:03:00.001-04:002021-10-23T03:06:46.692-04:00Spaghetti Trees <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> In 1957 Britain a news show decided to play an April Fools joke on their audience. They aired a short video about the years acceptionally good spaghetti harvest in Switzerland. The winter was said to be warmer than normal and the plants biggest pest, the spaghetti weevil, was scarce. Although the video was only about three minutes long it got a lot of attention from the public. The BBC got hundreds of calls from viewers who wanted to know how to get their own spaghetti tree. In reply they were told to "Place a sprig of spaghetti in a tin of tomato sauce and hope for the best."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> This little hoax, by Panorama, has become famous in its own right. It's probably the first time an April Fools joke was aired on television and remains one of the most famous. Some television stations across the globe have now followed suit and created hoaxes of their own. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">In 1978, a spaghetti company called San Giorgio decided to make a commercial in the style of the hoax. Unlike the original, however, they announced the fact that spaghetti doesn't actually grow on trees. I'm guessing they didn't want to have to explain it to hundreds of viewers wanting to grow their own! I hope you have enjoyed this sprig of history and that you stay curious.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i> <span style="font-size: small;">The Washington Times, May 8, 1915, Washington DC</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b>QUEENSTOWN, May 8 - The big town hall here has been turned into a temporary morgue. Lines of coffins bearing the bodies of victims of the Lusitania tragedy are being placed in the main room.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b>It is announced that all will be taken there for identification and that as fast as the names are ascertained they will be made public.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> It is now proposed that the funerals of the victims be held on Sunday.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> That at least one of the Lusitania's boats loaded with women and children capsized after it had been launched, was stated here today by Bertrand Jenkins, of New York. He said that he had helped two women into the boat, one of them being Miss Bramwell, an opera singer of New York. The boat turned over after striking the water and only a few of those on board were rescued by another boat.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> Mrs. M.M. Pappadopoula, of Athens, Greece, face death cin the sea for more than an hour. An expert swimmer, she was totally exhausted when landed here. On the rescue tug she had been given a sailor's sweater and trousers to replace her wet clothing. Her husband, whom she tried vainly to save, probably was lost.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> "I was ordering coffee in the saloon," she said, "when the ship was almost broken in two by the force of an explosion. I put on a life belt and so did my husband. I tried to help him after we got into the water. He was no swimmer, however, and I fear that he was lost. Only the thought of my babies in Athens buoyed me up until finally I was picked up by a fishing boat."</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Mrs. Pappadopoulo will live, the doctos say.</span></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></b><i><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span></span></i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">D.A. Thomas, the Welsh colliery <i>(coal mine) </i>owner who was among the saved, told a succinct story of his experiences. He said:</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "We were at luncheon when suddenly the vessel was stopped and shook from stern to stern with the force of an explosion well forward that seemed to throw her on her beam ends.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "We had not believed it possible that an attack would be made upon us, but there was not a passenger who did not realize that the unexpected had happened. The explosion was followed by another equally forcible and the big steamer shuddered and almost immediately began to list to port.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "Officers an dmen [sic] rushed to their stations almost without orders and the work of clearing the boats was begun. There was little panic so far as I could see, everyone being too dazed to realize just what actually was happening.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "For a few minutes we believed that the stories of the safety of the liner would prove true and that she would stay afloat, but the constantly increasing list showed that this hope was vain.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "Many of the passengers ran here and there about the decks, although Captain Turner and his officers tried their best to pacify them.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "Many of the women, however, were hysterical and some of them, with infants in their arms, caught at the fastenings of the boats and hampered the launching. Altogether ten boats were finally swung off. Lady MacWorth was picked up almost unconscious after she had been in the water for three hours. We had no warning and the big steamer sank within twelve to fifteen minutes after we were first hit.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "It was a dastardly outrage, deserving the condemnation of the entire civilized world. It was a beautiful sunshiny day. The sea was smooth and to that is due the fact anyone was saved."</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b><i>T</i><i>he Washington Times, May 12, 1915</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">W<span style="font-size: x-small;">ILSON HAS DECIDED; KAISER MUST MAKE AMENDS FOR DEATHS</span></span></b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Note, to Be Dispatched Late Today or Tomorrow, Will Be Firm and Vigorous, But Will Not Cut Off All Possibility of Peaceful Settlement.</span> </span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span><b> </b> </span> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> President Wilson had decided.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> Vigorous in tone, firm in purpose, and drafted with full appreciation of the possible consequences, a note will be sent ltate today or early tomorrow to the German government demanding a "strict accountability" for the destruction of American lives and property on board the Lusitania.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> Although it is stated that the communication will meet all the expectations of the outraged American public, it will not bluster or threat.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> All that the people of this country feel in the way of bitter resentment over the unprecedented, premeditated slaughter of unoffending American men, women, and babies will be expressed, but not in such a way as to shut the door against any genuine desire on the part of Germany to make amends and give solemn assurances that such a thing will not be repeated.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"> <span style="font-size: small;"> The article goes on for quite a while about the assurances that must be made. It's pretty repetitive and basically reenforces what's already been said. The note is sort of put on hold for a bit when Germany starts having trouble with Italy, and then decides to declare war on them around May 24, 1915. on May 25 the Dutch send a similar note to the Germans. On May 26 an American steamer, the Nebraskan, was also torpedoed even though it was clearly flying a US flag. It wasn't badly damaged and didn't sink, but come on, seriously? </span> </span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i>The Washington Times, May 27, 1915</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b>"TORPEDO OR MINE?" IS QUESTION UP TO NAVAL EXPERT</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><b>Authorities Concede If Submarine Is To Blame It Would Be Breach of Neutrality.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> LONDON, May 27 - Torpedoing of two more merchant vessels is reported by the admiralty. The Danish steamer Betty and the Montreal steamer Norwenna are the victims, both in the North Sea.</span></span></span></b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Latest cables from American diplomatic and consular representatives fail to clear up the mystery as to whether the American steamer Nebraskan was struck by a torpedo from a German submarine or whether it was damaged by a floating mine.</span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The government probably will be in the dark until the naval attache of the American embassy at London has examined the steamer.</span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Ambassador Page, without waiting for instructions from Washington, on this point, has sent the naval attache to Liverpool to make an investigation.</span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> It is established, through a report made by Captain Greene, master of the vessel, to Consul General Skinner<span style="font-size: x-small;">, <span style="font-size: small;">that the Nebraskan was hit without warning. Should it develop that a submarine did the work, this fact will be of the utmost importance. It is conceded by experts that such an attack would be an act of war.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> <span style="font-size: small;"> The article goes into more detail about what happened, but I don't want this post to take as long for you to read at is did the people reading it real time. On May 30 Germany finally sends an reply to the note. The newspapers actually report on the anticipation of the reply and how long it will take to translate. It makes sense because everyone wanted to know whether we were going to enter the world war. When the note is finally received it's really freaking long and doesn't answer any of President Wilsons questions, and it basically gives the impression that the Lusitania torpedoing didn't matter. It was printed in the papers, but it's really boring and diplomatic blah, blah, blah, so I won't bore you with that. </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i>The Washington Times, June 4, 1915</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Meyer Gerhart, Envoy of Embassy, Already on Way to Inform Kaiser of American Position and Sentiment</span></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> President Wilson submitted to the cabinet today the draft of his rejoinder to Germany's reply of the sinking of the Lusitania.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> It was admittedly one of the most critical Cabinet meetings in the history of the nation.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> There was no concealing the tension felt among officials and diplomats generally, as the President's advisers gathered to hear him read his note - a note which must either persuade Germany to admit herself <i>(I think of Germany as more of a "himself") </i>wrong, or bring the United States face to face with the question of whether she, too, is to be dragged into the maelstrom of the world's greatest and most disastrous war.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Nor was there about the meeting itself anything lacking to show that the President and his advisers fully realize the gravity of the situation. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <i>As usual</i> <i>the article goes on for a while just to talk more about whats already been said. Germany replies and admits they sank the Lusitania, but they want a trial. The US says the liner was neutral and shouldn't have been a target at all, they disagree.</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span> </b></span><i> <span style="font-size: small;">The Evening Public Ledger, July 17, 1915, Philadelphia (Pa)</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> LONDON, July 17<b> - </b>That the liner Lusitania was destroyed with a loss of more than 1000 lives by torpedoes fires by a German submarine without warning and not by an explosion of ammunition in her cargo is the chief feature of the verdict rendered today by Lord Mersey <i>(Interesting name.)</i>, who presided at the investigation into the sinking of the Cunarder on May 7.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b>The verdict criticises the failure of Captain William T. Turner to follow the directions given him by the British Admiralty, but sums up the judgement against the German Admiralty in these words:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> In the verdict Lord Mersey emphasized three points:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> First. The Lusitania was struck almost simultaneously by two torpedoes.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Third. The Lusitania was unarmed. She carried no concealed guns, no trained gunners and no trained troops. The vessel had on board a number of cases of cartridges which were entered in her manifest, but had no other ammunition on board.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i> For a long time the US had been having a mini-war with Poncho Villa and his army. The Mexican government didn't want to help Villa, and the US was helping the Mexican villages he was terrorizing. Basically the Mexicans were on good terms with the US. Congress was feeling pretty threatened when Germany started making preparations to go to war with them. They informed Germany that they didn't want to go to war, but they would if the indiscriminate blowing up of ships didn't stop. Germany didn't want to, so, on April 6, 1917, the US had had enough and decided to kick some Kaiser ass. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i> Well, now that you know all about the Lusitania, wouldn't you agree that it's strange that it's not more well-known? This liner was blown up just because it could be, basically. Almost two thousand (1,191) innocent people died, most from drowning. The water was freezing, so these people didn't fall asleep after a few minutes and die peacefully like many of Titanic did, they fought for their lives for hours. Lusitania wasn't a tragic accident like Titanic, it was purposeful murder. I think these people deserve to be remembered, documentaries should be made and reran on the anniversary every year like Titanic. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Almost everyone in the world knows about Titanic and the iceberg it stuck in 1912. Many lives were tragically lost on the maiden voyage of and "unsinkable ship." It's such am intriguing story that a movie was made and documentaries about are still being made over 100 years later. But what about Lusitania? </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Lusitania took it's maiden voyage on September of 1907. Like Titanic it was a liner for the worlds elite. It was dubbed "one of the safest, fastest, most magnificent steamships in the world" by newspapers of the day. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <i>Bismark Daily Tribune, May 8, 1915, Bismark (ND)</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">London, May 7 - The Cunard liner, Lusitania, which sailed out of New York last Saturday with over 2,000 souls aboard, 151 of which lives were passengers and 816 the crew, lies at the bottom of the ocean off the Irish coast, a victim of a German submarine. She was sunk this afternoon by a German submarine which sent two torpedoes crashing into her side while the pasesngers [sic] were having luncheon.<i> </i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>It was WWI at the time and Germany had warned that they intended to attack any ships entering their waters.</i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> How many of Lusitania's passengers and crew were rescued cannot be told at present, but official statements from the British admiralty up to midnight accounted for not over five or six hundred. The ship's steward, who landed with others at Queenstown, gave it as his opinion that nine hundred </span>persons were lost. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b>The Lusitania was steaming along about ten miles off Old Head Kinsale on the last leg of her voyage to Liverpool, when about two o'clock in the afternoon a submarine suddenly appeared, so far as reports go, and fire two torpedoes without warning at the steamer. One struck her near the bows and another in the engine room.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The powerful agents of destruction tore through the vessel's side, causing terrific explosions. Almost instantly great volumes of water poured through the openings, and the ship listed.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Boats already swung out davits and dropped overboard, were speedily filled with passengers who had been appalled by the desperate attack. The wireless call for help was sent out, numerous small boats and one steamer responding. But from all accounts, the Lusitania hesitated less than twenty minutes before taking a fatal plunge, carrying from her many of the human cargo.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Details of the catastrophe are trickling in a survivors, stunned by the experience, arrive at various points nearest the point of calamity.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> In the first cabin there were 106 American citizens and in the second cabin 65, and in the third class 17.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Meagre reports of those rescued from the Lusitani contained but one name of an American Bostonian, but it will be several hours, at least, before any accurate list of the rescued and lost can be available. Anxious crowds were on the streets and <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">places where information was given out all night.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Scenes reminiscent of the Titanic and the Empress of Ireland (<i>which I've never heard of will have to look into) </i>disasters were witnessed in Liverpool tonight, where large crowds, chiefly woman relatives of the crew of the Lusitania, gathered outside of the Cunard offices, anxiously awaiting news from their men. There was little news available, however, but people remained calm, although the strain<b> </b>was terrible. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The Morning Post, in an editorial on the Lusitania, after remarking on the elaborate warnings issued in New York before the ship sailed, says:</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> ..."We find it difficult to understand how, with such warnings and such ample opportunity to take all precautions, and Lusitania was caught. .The conclusion of the vessel's exact course must have been known to the captain of the submarine is difficult to avoid, and is uncomfortable to accept."</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>LUSITANIA HAD GUNS</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The Post believes conditions are favorable for rescue of many of the passengers and supposes everything was in readiness on board the liner and that procedure in case off attack had been carefully rehearsed. It states the Lusitania was equipped with a formidable "battery of guns" and adds: </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>CRITICISE OUR ACTION.</b> </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">But it appears that New York legal niceties regarding international law prevented the boat from carrying ammunition for these guns, under pains of being interned in neutral port as a ship of war. <i>(The US didn't enter the war until, and partly due to, the Lusitania disaster.)</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i> </i>"But, surely, if the United States regards these submarine attacks as illegal, it should follow that the guns may be used on merchantment, to guard themselves against such attacks without making the vesesl [sic] which uses them a ship of war.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> "In the face of this crime, it is idle to waste words in condemnation. We must set our teeth and go on with the war with more courage and determination."</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b>MANY LIFEBOATS USELESS.</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> Dublin, May 7 - The motor boat, Elizabeth, which arrived at Kinsale, reports that at 3:30 o'clock yesterday afternoon she picked up two life boats containing 63 and 16 survivors of the Lusitania respectively. The cork tug took rescued to Queenstown. They were mostly women and children. The passenger said, owing to her list to port, the Lusitania could not launch many of her life boats.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> The tug, Stormcock, returned here bringing a 150 survivors of the Lusitania, principally passengers, among who were several women, several of the crew and the steward. Describing the experience of the Lusitania, the steward said:</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "The passengers were at lunch when the submarine came up and fired two torpedoes, which struck the Lusitania's starboard side, one forward and the other in the engine room where there were terrific explosions.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b>Captain Turner immediately ordered the boats out. The ship (illegible) between 400 and 500 passengers entered them. The boat containing myself and three other boats were picked up shortly before four o'clock by the Stormcock. I fear few officers were saved, but they acted bravely.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> There were only fifteen minutes from the time the ship struck until she foundered, going down bow foremost. It was a dreadful sight."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Where Great Brtitain's fastest merchant vessel went down, Old Head Kinsale, is land mark that brought joy to many travelers, as it always stood as a sign from shore that the perils of the voyage across the Atlantic were at an end.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b>The line, whose boast it had been that it never lost a passenger ship in the Atlantic service, now lost the ship that dodged the lurking enemy off Nantucket light house the day after the war was declared, and later startled the world by flying the stars and stripes.</span></span></div>
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This weeks flower is an exciting one, for me, because it marks the end of winter and beginning of spring. While most people are waiting for word from a groundhog, I'm watching my flowerbed for signs of snowdrops. These cuties come up before any other, even in the snow. They're tiny flowers that can easily be overlooked, but they're one of my favorites. </div>
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