Okay, I have a confession to make. I've devoted so much time to coffee on the patio this past week that no meandering took place. The only things that I can reliably comment on are the trees leafing out, the grass greening and the dandelions and sticky willy weed proliferating. It's been a hard winter in ATX.
But for those of you who might be inclined to think of this as an endorsement to move here, let me remind you that temperatures of triple digits, humidity in the 90's and the increasingly deadly mosquitoes are just around the corner. Enough said.
However, I have not been a total slacker this week. While doing a little genealogical research the other evening a link led
me to transcripts of early editions of the Arlington Journal - a
newspaper that began publication in 1897 and lives on today as the
Arlington Citizen-Journal.
Browsing through issues published in 1904, I was struck by how
tenuous life was for citizens of the day. Death was frequent and often
tragic, and there seemed to be recurring themes.
For example a leading
cause of accidental death seemed to be fire:
The
little daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Bob Tate, living in the Caddo Mills
community, died Friday from the effects of burns received Tuesday by
falling into the fire.
Monday afternoon the
16-year-old daughter of Fritz Marquot, living near Plum, was so badly
burned that death resulted in a few hours afterward. She was burning
cotton stalks in the field when her clothing caught fire.
Broeton
Baker Bledsoe died at his home in Village Mills of the burns received
from an exploded lamp. Mr. Bledsoe was born in Cobb county, Georgia, in
1844. He was a Confederate veteran.
Shreveport: Mrs.
C. E. Parker was probably fatally burned Saturday as the result (of)
stepping upon a match, igniting her clothing. She sustained severe burns
upon her hips, right shoulder and back. Her condition today is
precarious. This is the third similar case reported within the past two
weeks, the victims in each instance being women whose clothing became
accidentally ignited, resulting in burns that produced death.
It
is reported that W. H. Johnson a brother to H. O. Johnson, former
editor of this paper is reported to have lost his life in the great
Chicago Theater fire.
Decatur: Mrs. Fannie Cooper of
this place, who was reported as having her clothes burned from her body
while starting a fire under a wash pot in the yard Thursday, died that
night from the effect of her injuries.
Or by gunshot. Sometimes accidental, sometimes not:
Dallas:
At Wilmer Saturday night D. H. Weaver was shot and killed and Osa Tyre,
aged about 28, received a pistol wound through the fleshy part of his
shoulder. Weaver, who was an elderly man, 53 years of age, was instantly
killed, being shot in the breast above the heart. Another ball entered
his hip, while a third cut a hole through his hat. Tyre was arrested and
brought to Dallas.
Tuesday at
Enterprise, I. T., Will C. Davis and Miss Lulu E. Smith went to the
photographer to have their pictures made, carrying a target gun, which
as usual was not loaded. In some way the gun was exploded, the ball
entering the breast of the young man, and as a consequence he is in a
precarious condition.
Fooling with a supposed empty pistol, Callin Jones, a Dallas negro, shot and killed Maggie Porter, another negro.
Police
Officer Howell Cobb shot and instantly killed Robert O. Emma, a
Mexican, at El Paso. Emma was resisting arrest, and after knocking the
officer down, slashed him with a razor, inflicting ugly wounds.
Since there were few automobiles in 1904, trains figured prominently as a cause of death:
J.
W. McNeal, a resident of Curtis, in Woods county, Ok., was struck by an
extra Santa Fe freight train at Curtis and instantly killed, both legs
and his neck being broken. He was a Civil War veteran.
Temple:
At the Santa Fe stone quarries near Belton late Thursday afternoon Tom
H. Lipscomb of Temple, a Santa Fe freight brakeman, was almost instantly
killed by being run over by the engine attached to the train he was
working with. The train was setting some cars at the quarry and Lipscomb
was riding on the pilot of the engine for the purpose of uncoupling a
car that was being shoved onto the siding in front of the engine.
Hugh
A. Mullen, one of the proprietors of the Sunday Philadelphia World was
killed by being struck by a train. Among the papers found in his pocket
was an accident insurance policy for $5000.
While
crossing a track from his work, August Schoenberg, a cotton screwman at
Galveston, was run over, necessitating the amputation of his right leg
just below the hip. The chances of his recovery are doubtful.
And then there were the less common, but no less deadly causes of death:
Skeekity
Tehee, a full-blood Cherokee Indian, while trying to ride a wild horse,
was thrown violently to the ground and instantly killed.
Arthur Curry, a Cleburne
youth, while walking a picket fence with a playmate, fell, sticking two
of the pickets in his body. His injuries are very serious.
Bessie
Dean died at the Sealy Hospital at Galveston from morphine poisoning,
self-administered. She had been a resident of Galveston for several
years and had led a wretched life for the past three years.
Frank
A. Biggs, aged sixty-seven years, died at San Antonio Friday. He was
injured December 23 by an emery wheel breaking while he was sharpening a
chisel, a piece of the emery striking him on the forehead and
fracturing his skull.
Waco: Sam Bell, a farmer,
descended into a well near Hewitt, Mclennan county, to put in a blast,
intending to go deeper to get a better flow of water, and was overcome
and killed by carbonic acid gas, commonly called fire damp. His friend,
Charles Johnson, descended to the rescue, and was overcome. A third man
went down and got both men out, to late to save Bell, but in time to
save Johnson.
And sometimes, it was a combination of tragic events:
Eagle
Pass: The wife of Antonio Sanchez, a miner, was burned to death
Thursday evening. She was cooking over an open fire, when her dress
caught fire, and before aid could be given was mortally injured. Her
husband was notified, and while ascending the shaft of the cage, swooned
and fell, his head striking the wall of the shaft and his neck was
broken. He was brought up dead. His wife lingered till midnight.
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