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Gazette & Courier - Monday, April 26, 1875
News of the week
Mrs. Kesiah Gray died at the home for aged colored women in Boston Sun., at the age of 108. Mrs. Gray had resided at the West end for nearly a century. She saw Washington when he was in command of the continental army in Cambridge, and also witnessed the King Street fight in Boston. [Also known as the Boston Massacre, which took place in 1770].
Gazette & Courier - Monday, March 8, 1875
The Catholic riots in Mexico
Reports from the city of Mexico state that 8 assaulted by a Catholic mob at Acapulco have died of wounds or were killed outright, while as many more are still badly off. Only one of the assassins died or was killed as far as known up to the present time. An American was killed who has long lived in Acapulco, and who went to the door of the house of worship to quiet the attacking party, where they cut his head nearly off his body. The priest, who is supposed to have instigated the attack, was arrested but subsequently released, as the federal force in town, of only 60 men, was not strong enough to enforce the arrest.
/ As soon as the federal government can place forces in Acapulco, it is supposed an attempt will be made to enforce the laws and secure to the people the freedom of religious worship. Rev. Mr. Hutchinson has sailed for San Francisco, and will soon be en route for Mexico via New Orleans. It is supposed that the government of Mexico has already taken such measures as it can to prevent outbreaks of the kind in other parts of the country, but the ignorant Indian community, "led to glory" through assassinations by bigoted priests, are tough elements to contend with, even by governments whose communications and transportations are scarce.
Gazette & Courier - Monday, February 22, 1875
Telegrams from Singapore report a disturbance among the Chinese prisoners in jail at that place which was not suppressed before 67 were kill
Telegrams from http://www.worldstatesmen.org/Singapore.html Singapore report a disturbance among the Chinese prisoners in jail at that place which was not suppressed before 67 were killed and injured, including 16 wardens of the jail.
Gazette & Courier - Monday, February 15, 1875
Grant's special message on Arkansas
Grant’s special message on Arkansas - ..."I will venture to express the opinion that all the testimony shows that in the election of 1872 Joseph Brooks was lawfully elected Governor of the State; that he has been unlawfully deprived of the possession of his office since that time; that in 1874 the Constitution of the State was ’by violence, intimidation and revolutionary proceedings overthrown and a new Constitution adopted..."
Gazette & Courier - Monday, February 15, 1875
Washington City during the Rebellion
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Washington,_D.C. Washington City during the Rebellion - Not one street was paved for any great consecutive distance; there was not a street car in the city, the http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Capitol Capitol was without a dome, and the new wings were filled with workmen. No Fire Department worthy of the name was to be seen, and a mere constabulary comprised the police, which had to call on the http://www.dcmilitar...hall/hh_history.html United States Marines , as in 1857,when the latter fired upon a mob, and killed and wounded a large no. of people. The water supply was wholly afforded by pumps and springs. Gas had been in partial use for several years, but little else was lighted except Pennsylvania Avenue and the public buildings. Not one of the departments was half finished. The President's house was beleaguered with stables, wooden fences, and patches of bare earth. Nearly one half of the city was cut off from the rest by a ditch, and called the Island, while an intervening strip of mall and park was patrolled by outlaws and outcasts, with only a bridge here and there for outlet. The river side was a mass of earthen bluffs pierced by two streets, and scarcely obtainable for mire and obstructions. Georgetown communicated with the capital by an omnibus line, and there was no ferry to Alexandria to be remembered as such, except in the sensitive traditions of the oldest residents. There was a show of hotel accommodation, on which we need not linger in memory of a http://history.furma...ocs/papgsu56611a.htm Congressman shooting a white waiter dead in the dining room at Willard's, of a President welcomed to his inauguration with the http://en.wikipedia....tional_Hotel_disease National Hotel disease . Slavery seemed to take delight in pressing its exposures upon the notice of Northern men and foreigners. There was a http://query.nytimes...3BA2575BC0A9629C8B63 slave pen under the eaves of the Smithsonian Institution. Manacled men were marched down the avenue handcuffed together. To take a Northern paper was a stigma; and for an abolitionist to lecture would have been to revive the riots around the http://www.washingto...izon/aug98/pearl.htm National Era office. There were good and bad elements in the place, but society had its depths and heights. To bear arms was common and they were used on quick occasion. In short, the city was relatively in embryo as much as when Moore, Weld, Janson and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basil_Hall Basil Hall described it early in the century. A comparative description of the cities of Washington and Richmond during the Civil War would epitomize the relative vigor, constructiveness and confidence of the embattled sections. Nothing was built in Richmond which commemorates the Confederate government at this day except earth works and the State Capitol, designed by Jefferson, which was finished the year the National Capitol was commenced, fell in only a few years after the close of the war, burying court, legislature and spectators in a charnel of smoke and wailing. But the civic portion of the national capital never grew with the rapidity which it showed when menaced by the public enemy. At an expense of $1,5000,000, 68 ports in a circuit of 37 miles were thrown up, connected by 32 miles of good roadway, all of which is still available to the tourist and the teamster. The long bridge, which had been opened in 1835, was rebuilt, the railroad bridge beside it constructed; the railroad from New York doubled in truck, the aqueduct, which has cost about $3,000,000 was steadily carried on within fire of the enemy; the dome was raised on the capital, and saluted by the guns of all the forts as the statue of Freedom took its place on the summit; the Treasury was all completed except one wing, and has cost almost $6,000,000; the Post Office was almost all built during the war, and the Patent Office, which cost $2,200,000 was completed in 1867. The first street railroad was opened in 1862. The fortune of the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad was made by the war, and its $13,000,000 of debt had become a vast surplus by the time it distributed the Federal armies to their homes. Common schools followed emancipation. Every facility of modern comfort had been either supplied or suggested, and the private property which had been deserted in hundreds of cases by the owners, and offered for sale at little more than the expense of [?] in 1861, more than recovered its value a year before the surrender of Lee (Collier's Magazine).
Gazette & Courier - Monday, February 1, 1875
A mob of 100 Frenchmen at Caraguet, N.B. [i.e. Caraquet, N.B.], enraged at William Roberts Young [also see
A mob of 100 Frenchmen at Caraguet, N.B. [i.e. http://www.thecanadi...Params=A1ARTA0001390 Caraquet, N.B. ], enraged at William Roberts Young [also seen as http://www.biographi...sp?BioId=41282&query= Robert Young ], a member of the New Brunswick government, bacause of his action in reference to the government school act [the government threatened to stop funding the convent school] assembled last Mon. with guns to attack his residence. He had his premises barricaded, and armed men inside, and the mob, after consultation retreated, threatening to return Tues. Three of the ring leaders and 8 others were arrested Tues., and the remainder quieted down.
Col. Olcott thus relates his first connection with the affair: In 1859 I was one of the two agricultural editors of the New York Tribune, having as little to do with politics as any man in the city; and perhaps as unlikely as any to see or care to see the execution, the preparations for which agitated the whole American people. Although connected with the leading abolitionist journal, I was scarcely an abolitionist, but rather what might be called a congenital Whig. That is to say I came of a Whig ancestry, and caring far less for politics than scientific agriculture, I was content to let others fight their fill of the slavery question, while I attended to the specialty whose development was my chief care.
But events at last happened which aroused all my interest in the topic of the hour. The people of Virginia, led away by a blind fanaticism, and by blind fanatics like Wise, declared war upon the New York Tribune as the representative of the principles John Brown held most dear. One after another, 3 gentlemen were driven out of Charlestown and Harper’s Ferry on suspicion that they were the correspondents who supplied that journal with its vivid accounts of the local occurrences, and when in spite of all this the letters still continued to appear, they gave out that they would hang the mysterious unknown to the nearest tree on sight.
Then the liberty of the press was for the first time practically destroyed in this country, and mob rule asserted itself. Our correspondent, who had sent his letters under the guise of money packages by express, at last found things so hot that he was forced to leave the neighborhood of Charleston, and from Baltimore sent such reports as he could gather upon the arrival of the train. The fatal 2nd of December was fast approaching, and it seemed as if the paper would be forced to let the day pass without having a correspondent on the ground to tell http://www.answers.com/topic/john-brown John Brown ’s friends how he met his doom. Distressed to see the perplexity of my dear friend Horace Greeley, I went to the managing editor and volunteered to undertake the job if he would allow me to do it in my own way. With some remonstrance about the risks I would run, he at last consented and gave me carte blanche to go and come and do as I chose.
After considering many expedients, I finally concluded to go to Petersburg and make that my base of operations. So taking passage by steamer I found myself, late one night, safely landed in the house of a dear old friend in that ancient city. He was a fire eater of fire eaters, an uncompromising, rank, out and out secessionist, in whose mind Divine right and State rights were convertible terms, and who, as I soon found, hated http://www3.iath.virginia.edu/jbrown/master.html John Brown with the perfect hatred that the devil is said to bear to holy water. Tired and sleepy as I was, he would not let me go to bed until he had cursed the hoary old abolitionist from crown to sole, heaping a separate and distinct malediction upon each particular hair of his head and each drop of blood in his veins.
He talked so fast and swore so hard as to leave him little time before day light to ascertain my own sentiments, although, for the matter of that, I was quite ready to express my honest conviction that http://www.zinkle.co...13255285/pg_2?pi=znk John Brown ’s raid was an inexcusable invasion of a sovereign State. I was Whig enough then to be quite willing to have virginia hang him if she chose, and those at the north who thought otherwise were in a decided minority. See how we trimmed and shuffled and paltered with the south until the first cannonball smashed against the walls of Sumter, and so smashed through our http://www.everything2.com/index.pl?node=Txikwa doughface-ism upon this patriot adamant beneath. - Col. Olcott joins the Virginia soldiers - At this night session with my fire eating friend, I learned that some recruits for the company of http://mikelynaugh.c...th/page/image11.html Petersburg Grays , then doing duty at Charleston, were to go forward the next day, and expressing my desire to assist at the hanging of the great agitator, I received permission to join the party.
Behold, then the agricultural editor of the Tribune transformed into a Virginia militia man, his editorial plowshare, so to speak, turned into a sword, and his pruning hook into a spear. And just here, for fear of being misunderstood, let me say that in joining the Virginia soldiers I meant to do my duty, to fight if there should be occasion to fight, and not turn my back upon my new colleagues. I can’t say that I thought there would be any opportunity for us to display our valor, for, in common with all New York, I discredited the absurd idea that any organized body of Pennsylvanians would attempt John Brown’s rescue. Nevertheless, I took service in good faith and all the chances with it.
This matter being satisfactorily settled, my friend at last showed me to my room, and I slept the sleep fo the weary. - The colonel narrates two narrow escapes from recognition on his way to the scene of the execution, and continues - The fatal morning - The morning of that memorable 2d of December dawned at last, and the first gray streak saw us stirring. Wise had seized the Winchester and Potomac railraod on the 29th of November for military purposes, and issued his proclamation to the people of the State. He cautioned them to remain at home or on guard or patrol duty on Dec. 2d, and to abstain from going to Charlestown. Orders, said he, are issued to prevent women and children, and strangers are hereby cautioned that there will be danger to them in approaching that place or near it on that day. If deemed necessary martial law will be proclaimed and entered.
These were his very words, and I submit if they don’t show how badly scared the great State of virginia was! The field of execution - a plot of about 40 acres, half in sod and half in corn stubble, was directly opposite our house, and the gallows stood on a rising ground not 100 yards away from the porch. A military force of between two and three thousand troops - artillery, cavalry, and infantry - had been concentrated at the place; the whole country for 15 miles around was guarded by mounted and foot soldiers; all intercourse between town and country was stopped. A field piece, loaded with grape and cannister had been planted directly in front of, and aimed at the scaffold, so as to blow poor Brown’s body into smithereens in the event of attempted rescue; other cannon commanded the approaches to the modern Aceblema [?], and all Virginia held breath until the noontide should come and go.
The most stringent precautions had even been taken to prevent the towns’ people from approaching the outermost line of patroling sentries, for the authorities were determined to choke their prize malefactor without giving him a chance to make any seditious speeches. The December sun had risen clear and bright, but soon passed into a blank of haze, and I was afraid we should have a stormy day of it. By 9 o’clock, however, as beautiful an azure sky hung over us as man ever saw, and winter as it was, the sun became so hot that doors and windows were flung wide open. The ground had been staked the day before, and fluttering white pennons all around the lot marked the posts of the sentries, who came on the scene at the hour above named. Then a strong force of volunteer cavalry, wearing http://www.vmi.edu/a...il_War/jbjtlplt.html red flannel shirts and black caps and trousers, rode up and were posted, 50 paces apart, around the entire field; and then the guns and caissons of the artillery rumbled up; then more cavalry and infantry came; and then a solemn hush settled over the awful scene, and no sound was heard but the twittering of some birds, the sigh of the south wind among the tree branches, and the occasional impatient stamp of a horse’s hoof on the greensward.
All eyes were turned to the jail, a scant half mile away down the road, but nothing could be seen but the gleam of bayonets and gilt buttons and straps in the bright sunshine until of a sudden, the mass opened right and left, and a wagon, drawn by two white horses, came into view. In it, seated on a long box of fresh-cut deal, was an old man of erect figure, clad in a black suit with a black slouch hat on his head and blood-red worsted http://www.spartacus.schoolnet.co.uk/USASbrown.htm slippers on his feet. The melancholy cortege formed and advanced toward us. There was the one helpless old man, suffering from 5 saber and bayonet wounds, going to his death under escort of - Major Loring’s " http://www.libraries...ld/HTML/redpath.html Battalion of Defensibles ", Captain William’s "Montpelier Guard", Captain Scott’s "Petersburg Grays", Captain Miller’s "Virginia Volunteers", Captain Rady’s "Young Guard". -
The last scene - The cortege passed through the triple squares of troops and over the hillock, and wound around the scaffold to the easterly side, and halted. The body guard - our company of Grays - opened rank, and John Brown descended, with self possession and dignity, and mounted the gallows steps. He looked about at earth and sky and people, and remarked to Captain Avis, his jailor, upon the beauty of the scene. It was beautiful indeed. The sun shone with great splendor, and the gleaming guns and sparkling uniforms were strongly relieved abainst the somber tints of sod and woods. Away off to the east and south, the splendid mass of the Blue Ridge boomed against the sky, and shut in the horizon. Over the woods towards the northeast, long thin strips of clouds had gradually accumulated, foreboding the storm that came in due time that evening; while looking towards the south, there lay an undulating, fertile country, stretching away to the distant mountains. Brown’s eye lingered wistfully upon the few civilians who had been permitted to gaze from a distance upon the tragedy, as if, so it seemed to me, he longed for a glimpse of one friendly face; then, with another glance at the sky and the far away Blue Ridge, he turned to the sheriff, and signified that he was ready.
His slouch hat was removed, his elbows and ankles pinioned, and a white hood was drawn over his head. The world was gone from his sight forever, and he and eternity were face to face. One would have thought that, after all their indecent haste to get him tried, convicted, sentenced, and hung, they would have dispatched the poor old man as quickly after that as possible; but not a bit of it. There was still the shadow of a possibility that some http://www.arts.uwa..../MP1901dpCadmus.html Cadmus sown soldiers might spring out of the dull sod of that field, and stampede the prize, so there must be movements of troops hither and thither, marchings and counter marchings, and I stood there, watch in hand, for 8 minutes, that seemed centuries before Colonel Scott, losing patience, gave the signal. Then sheriff Campbell cut the rope, the trap fell with a wailing screech of its hinges, and John Brown’s body hung twirling in the air.
You could have heard the sigh of satisfaction that passed over the whole armed host, so dead was the stillness that brooded over it. There was but one spasmodic clutch of the tied hands, and a few jerks and quivers of the limbs, and then all was still. After the thing had dangled in mid-air for 20 minutes, the Charleston surgeons went up and lifted the arms and dropped them like lead; and placed their ears to the thing’s chest, and felt the wrists for a pulse. Then the military surgeons had their turn of it; and then after a consultation they stepped back, and left the body to dangle and swing by its neck 18 minutes more, while it turned to this side or that, swinging, pendulum like, from the force of the rising wind. At last the lion was declared dead, and the body, limp and horrid, with an inch deep groove cut in its neck by the Kentucky hemp halter sent as a special donation for the occasion, was lowered down and slumped into a heap. It was then put in a http://www.law.umkc....brown/brownbody.html black walnut coffin , fitted into the wagon again, the body guard closed in about it, the cavalry took the right of the column, and the mourning procession moved off.
Gazette & Courier - Monday, January 18, 1875
A most serious, and for a time, successful revolt occurred in the Nebraska State Penitentiary at Lincoln Mon. aft. While the warden [
A most serious, and for a time, successful revolt occurred in the http://www.doc.ic.ac...odhurst/lincoln.html Nebraska State Penitentiary at Lincoln Mon. aft. While the warden [William Woodhurst] was absent in the city, the convicts, under the leadership of the notorious http://www.kancoll.o...er/lancaster-p6.html McWalters [also seen as http://www.memoriall...1889/Chapters/16.htm McWaters ], [also seen as http://genforum.gene...ers/messages/27.html William Edward McWaters ] overpowered the inside guards, and gained possession of the armory. They then drove the outside guards from the walls, shooting Julius Goshen [also seen as Julius Grosjean] in the knee, wounding him severely, and also wounding another man, who is reported to be dying; and shut the wife [Mrs. Mary A. Woodhurst; also seen as http://www.doc.ic.ac.uk/~cjh/woodhurst/w12w.html Mary Woodhurst ] and children of the warden and a female convict up in the upper part of the building. The warden and a large body of armed citizens patrolled the outside of the prison till Tues., when a company of United States troops arrived and speedily gained possession of the Penitentiary without loss of life, although the prisoners withstood them fiercely. None of the latter escaped.
I wrote to you last, just after my arrival from Erinpoora [i.e. http://perso.wanadoo...20043%20erinpura.htm Erinpura , a military station] on the 3rd, and forgot whether I mentioned to you that the Maharana [ http://www.mewarindia.com/ency/shah.html Maharana SHAMBHU SINGH ] was dangerously ill. He had been so for some time, but I am sorry to say that just when everyone began to think there was a chance of his recovery, he had another attack, and died most suddenly two days ago.
On the 4th. Dr. Macdowall arrived here from http://neemuch.nic.in/ Neemuch (80 miles off) to consult with Dr. Burr here about the Maharana, for they had hope of his ultimate recovery, though very slight one. On the 7th he was much better, but at 10 o’clock at night the doctors were sent for, as the Maharana was in great pain. They returned to us very shortly to say that it was all over, and that they had left him dying; another abscess had burst in the liver, and the shock had been too much. Col. Wright, the political agent here, and I at once buckled on our revolvers, and jumping into the carriage, drove off to the http://www.dreamzico...-palace-udaipur.html palace as hard as we could go. The Maharana had died just a minute or two before our arrival, without naming any successor.
He had no children of his own, and he had always refused to adopt, as is customary acording to Hindoo law. [He actually had adopted http://www.mewarindi...20Singh%20Award.html Sajjan Singh , who became the next Maharana]. He left two uncles, both of whom were at deadly enmity with each other, and we were afraid that there would be a row between them for the succession: however, luckily, everything went off quietly. Each of these uncles, I must tell you, had been accused of having bewitched the Maharana, and the row was just coming to a crisis when the latter died.
One uncle at the time, was living in a garden next to the Residency, where he had come for refuge and the protection of the political agent. Three days before his death, the Maharana was weighed against gold , he in one scale and http://tranvuongviet.net/?tien=199 gold mohurs in the other. This enormous sum, about a lac and a half (150,000 rupees) was to be distributed among the Brahmins; consequently the city was crammed full of these people, who had come from miles round to participate in the spoil.
I saw, myself, no less than 30,000 of them fed in the palace a few days ago, and after the feast was over a piece of gold to the value of between 3 and 4 rupees was given to each as they went out of the palace gates; that is how the numbers were ascertained. Well, to return to the subject, Col. Wright and I, after hearing of the Maharana’s death, went down again to the waiting hall below. We fould that all Col. Wright’s orders had been carried out. The http://openscroll.or...atch_tower-21-0.html Zenana doors were locked, and everything was comparatively quiet.
The entire government, of course, lapsed into Col. Wright’s hands, and he is at present the de facto of the country. The excitement, which was greatest first, gradually got less, and about 2 o’clock in the morning it was all pretty quiet. We lay down in our clothes and took a short nap, but neither of us had any sleep. I do not think the women of the http://www.art-and-a...odhpur/jodfort7.html Zenana got news of the Maharana’s death for some time, and did not show their grief until early morning. Just at dawn we were startled by a fearful wail from the http://www.vaisnava.cz/clanek_en.php3?no=109 Zenana , which contains, I am told, 500 women, so you can fancy what a row all these wailing together could make.
[Interesting to think that with 500 women in his http://www.alovelywo...e/htmgb/udaipug1.htm harem , the Maharana still died without an heir]. Their cry was taken up by all the people in the palace, and went on, I may say, almost without intermission for some three hours, till the body was carried off to the place of cremation . Troops of women came in from the city, all wailing and crying in chorus. These all passed into the Zenana to add their lamentations to those of the inmates, and as day broke the preparations for the funeral went on and the crowd began to get thicker and thicker.
At this time the women in the Zenana began to get most violent. The two wives and the favorite concubine of the Maharana made most determined efforts to break through the doors, and doubtless they would have succeeded in getting out had not Col. Wright taken the precaution of having them locked in in time. I had possession of the key all the time. They wanted to be allowed to commit suttee [also seen as http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sati_(practice) sati ] and to be burnt along with the Maharana, and sent message after message to Col. Wright to be let out. Their efforts to get out were so determined that Col. Wright at last posted the two chief nobles of the State at the doors, and told them that he would hold them personally responsible that no one got out.
It is a rule here that if a woman gets out of the Zenana and shows her face, she is either obliged to become a suttee and be burned, or else to commit suicide. At last the Maharana’s mother sent a message to Col. Wright begging that as none of the others were allowed to become suttee, she might have permission to do so, as no Maharana of Oodeypoor had ever died alone, and it would be a disgrace if her son was to do so. All the time great preparations were going on for the funeral procession.
The noise was tremendous. In addition to the wailing of some 1000 women in the Zenana, all the men were howling and beating their breasts. They brought a lot of jewels on a tray to the Colonel, which were to be put upon the corpse: a pair of ear rings, a beautiful necklace, and an anklet were to be burnt with the body. The rest were to be brought back. The Colonel’s permission was also asked to take 5000 rupees out of the treasury for distribution along the road. About 9 o’clock in the morning a lot of Brahmins arrived and went up into the palace, and shortly after the body was brought back, dressed up in full court costume and bedecked with jewels. It was placed in a sort of sedan chair in a sitting position, covered with a canopy of crimson and gold, and thus borne on the shoulders of a lot of Brahmins.
The procession was formed and went off: first a guard of Rajpoots, then men carrying the 5000 rupees, then another guard, then some 20 or 30 torch bearers with lighted torches, then some men with lighted candles, then a whole crowd of Brahmins in the midst of which was the body borne aloft on their shoulders. Some of them sprinkled the body with rose leaves and flowers, others carried palm branches, two others, one on each side, waved long yac tails [i,e, yak?] about to keep off the flies, just as would have been done had the Maharana been alive; then came the emblem of Royalty, the Hindoo Sooruj or sun, the red umbrella, and other paraphernalia.
The wailing, as soon as the body was brought out in sight of the crowd was tremendous. The place of cremation where all the royal tombs are is a place some two miles outside of the city walls. The whole populace followed the body there, and as soon as the ceremony was over, every man was clean-shaved - beard, whiskers, mustache, and even the hair of the hand. All Rajpoots wear very long long, flowing whiskers, which they are in the habit of winding round their ears, and it must have been a great grief to many a man to cut them off. There is not a man in the country with any hair on his face, and it gives them the funniest appearance possible.
I did not know many of the officials when I first found them. It was all certainly a most extraordinary sight, and one that I may never see again. The Maharana of Oodeypoor is the head of all the Hindoos in India, the direct descendant of their great Rama, and traces his descent for more than 1500 years back. I forget the exact date at the present moment. After the procession had started the Zenana women became more quiet; one or two threatened to throw themselves from a high window, to the terror of some of the chief nobles, who begged the Colonel to pitch tents and awnings under the window to break their fall - a request the Colonel refused, of course, as it would only have tempted them to do it at once, whereas the hard stones did not look inviting".
On Oct. 14, Lieut. Yates writes: "Yesterday 8 of the principal sirdars, or nobles of the state, came to Col. Wright with a request from the Queen Mother that Sohung Sing, the uncle of the late Maharana, and others might be arrested and imprisoned in the palace dungeons, as he had killed the Maharana by witchcraft, incantations, etc. It seems hardly creditable that in the present day charges of that sort should be seriously brought forward, but it shows what queer people these Rajpoots are to deal with. The intention of the Queen Mother, if she could get Sohung Sing [also seen as Sohun Singh] and his confreres in the palace was to starve them to death before the expiry of the 12 days of mourning.
Had http://www.mewarindia.com/ency/saj.html Col. Wright not been here on the spot, it is allowed by all that there would have been no end of bloodshed. All these men accused of witchcraft would have been killed, and several suttees would have taken place to a certainty; and in all probability there would have been a regular disturbance and free fight. As it was Pusma Sale, one of the men accused of witchcraft was atacked on the way to the funeral, and only just escaped with his life. Col. Wright had that morning let him out of prison, and I fancy the old mother, enraged at his escape from her claws, instigated the assassination.
The old lady starved herself for 4 days after her son’s death, but then came round, as she found it harder to die than she expected - a most unfortunate thing for the community at large. All the sirdars want now to be allowed to spend 7 lacs of rupees (70,000 pounds) in alms giving, etc., and proposed to give the rupees to every Brahmin, man, woman or child who will come to take them. They say that was the sum spent when the late Maharana’s predecessor died, and even more ought to be spent now to make up for the slur cast on the Maharana’s name by Col. Wright having prevented the performance of the sacred rite of suttee".
Gazette & Courier - Monday, December 28, 1874
(Shelburne Falls) Christmas aft. the railroad Irishmen got into a fight among themselves near the Cutlery dam, which came very near being a serious affair. It took all 4 officers and a large number o
(Shelburne Falls) Christmas aft. the railroad Irishmen got into a fight among themselves near the Cutlery dam, which came very near being a serious affair. It took all 4 officers and a large number of assistants to arrest the offenders and quell the disturbance. The rioters numbered about 150. There was some tall running, some knocking down, and some clasping of throats. Six prisoners now pine in jail.
Gazette & Courier - Monday, December 7, 1874
A strange case occurred near Shonars, Pa., Sat. 20th. Early in the forenoon about 25 armed Italian miners crossed the river from Armstrong, an
A strange case occurred near Shonars, Pa., Sat. 20th. Early in the forenoon about 25 armed http://www.coalregion.com/Towns/townsN.htm Italian miners crossed the river from Armstrong, and [?] drove the women and children out of their houses. They were promptly met by a force of [?] and driven across the river. Subsequently about [?] o'clock a body of 75 men crossed the river from Buena Vista, formed in line above the coal works where the Italians were gathered, and opened fire on them. After an exchange of shots lasting about 3/4 of an hour, the Italians displayed the white flag when the firing ceased, and they promised to leave the place. Four Italians are known to have been killed and a number were severely injured, while the citizens escaped entirely unhurt. Large numbers of citizens are coming into the village, offering aid in repelling the attacks of the foreigners. The sheriff of http://www.coalregion.com/Towns/townsN.htm Westmoreland County , with a [?] in his hand, and will, it is believed prevent further outbreaks. [This becomes known as the Italian riots of 1875].
Gazette & Courier - Monday, November 30, 1874
Shocking outrage in the minng region
Shocking outrage in the minng region - A Scranton, Pa. letter gives an account of several murders recently in this vicinity, one man having actually been crucified by drunken brawlers in Pleasant Valley and Scranton. The horrible state of affairs proves to be due to he fact that in the Wyoming and Lackawanna coal districts some 8000 miners are out of work, actually starving, and riot, outrage, and bloodshed are of daily and nightly occurrence. At Carbondale, where are situated the mines of the Delaware and Hudson Coal Co., there are 12,000 souls, of whom only 1800 are now employed. All through that region the stores and schools are closed or closing, and drunken men and women are seen everywhere. In and around Scranton and other smaller places, contiguous under the control of the Delaware and Lackawanna Coal Company, thousands are also idle, and those who work in the mines go to and return from labor fully armed. Murders are frequent, and theft and assaults the products of every hour.There is no prospect of work and winter is just opening; there is no doubt this entire region is on the verge of a riot unlike any that this country has ever seen before...The vast majority will not survive the winter without aid.
Gazette & Courier - Monday, November 23, 1874
Riots have recently occurred at several points in Poland, on account of the forcible introduction by the government of church reform and the appointment of priests by imperial authority. A number of
Riots have recently occurred at several points in Poland, on account of the forcible introduction by the government of church reform and the appointment of priests by imperial authority. A number of the newly appointed priests have been maltreated by the mobs. The local government at the points of disturbance have been reinforced by troops from Warsaw, and a number of the ringleaders in the riot have been arrested and imprisoned.
Gazette & Courier - Tuesday, November 10, 1874
Ludicrous scene in a pulpit
Ludicrous scene in a pulpit - A south German paper relates the following: In a Bavarian town of the most pronounced Catholic orthodoxy, the priest preached lately against the http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/11235b.htm Old Catholics , and related such horrible things about them, that his pious hearers were literally horror-stricken at Old Catholic impieties. At last the preacher cried out, "The http://17.1911encycl...OL/OLD_CATHOLICS.htm Old Catholics are so vile that they will all be cast into the pit, and if what I tell you is not true, may the devil take me now on the spot!" His excitement was terrible, and he so struck the cushion that the book fell from it. Not far from the pulpit sat an American, who had a negro servant with him, to whom he beckoned to take the book up to the priest, who perhaps had never seen one of those http://www.geocities...tage12/synopsis.html sons of Ham in his life. The negro at once obeyed, and as he mounted the lowest of the pulpit steps the clergyman repeated his wish that the devil might come and take him if what he had said against the Old Catholics was not true. Although the negro went softly, the preacher heard his footsteps, and turning round, saw a black object solemnly, steadily and surely approaching him. He looked at him with terror, and believing that he would be the next instant collared by his Satanic Majesty, he cried out, with trembling voice, "It is, after all, possible that there may be good people among the Old Catholics". Turning then round to see if the object had disappeared, he saw it steadily approaching. the perspiration burst out on his brow, and full of despair he called out, "There are even many good people among the Old Catholics!" Thinking that this would suffice, he turned round, but what was his horror to find that the object was close at hand. Imagining himself in the very grasp of Beelzebub , turning partly to the congregation he cried out, "May the devil come and take me if all the Old Catholics are not better than we are!" The terrified priest fainted from the fright, and it was only after some time that he recovered.
Gazette & Courier - Monday, November 2, 1874
There was a formidable riot at New Brunswick N.J. Fri. night, occasioned by the rejection of non
There was a formidable riot at New Brunswick N.J. Fri. night, occasioned by the rejection of non-paying attendants on a circus performance. Stones and bricks were thrown into the tent and the police had to fire on the crowd to disperse them. Several persons were injured, and the tent and wagons much damaged.
Gazette & Courier - Monday, September 21, 1874
Belvidere Vermont had a riot of no mean proportions a few nights ago. A few pew holders of the church there who are interested in
http://www.vermontge...moille/belvidere.htm Belvidere Vermont had a riot of no mean proportions a few nights ago. A few pew holders of the church there who are interested in the liquor traffic, have tried other means of breaking up the meetings of the Good Templars in the church, sent a man who had been expelled from the lodge to the door, and he, by giving the secret rap, got the door open so that they could go in. The Good Templars at once turned out the intruders and then began a battle with stones and brickbats in front of the church. The darkness soon became so deep that parties couldn't distinguish friend from foe, but a heroic temperance woman came upon the scene with lamps and lighted the templars onto victory. The rum party were driven from the field. 15 or 20 persons were wounded. The church too was badly injured. The attacking party were led by Thomas Potter, sons and brother. One of the http://www.rootsweb....ectoryBelvidere.html Potters is said to be so badly wounded internally that he cannot recover. http://www.rootsweb....ectoryBelvidere.html Joel Hodgkins , Millard Dean, Julius Hemenway and Amasa Hemenway and Edmund Brown did most of the fighting on the Templar side, and all are severely injured, the face of the first gentleman mentioned especially being terribly mangled.