Friday, September 23, 2016

Cute Children's Book For Children With Strong Stomachs

Here's a glimpse into a children's song book that's resting on my desk in the basement of the Historical Society.  Are you ready?
Your children should love this darling picture of a man with his eyes gouged out on the bramble bush.  The impaled eyeballs are enlarged to make sure nobody misses the humor.

You may want to sing the accompanying ditty to your children while they stare at the picture.
What fun!
In case you're wondering how to get your own copy - you missed your opportunity.

You needed to go to Christopher's Dry Goods Palace in MDCCCLXXXII and ask for your free copy.

Here's the back of the book:

Buddy remembers shopping at Heberling's.

Here's some more pages from the book.

Friday, September 16, 2016

Who's Dugan and Harry?

This picture from the Simmon's Studio collection of negatives was filed under the name Bodenhamer.
But the name on the negative is Stoneking.

I ran this picture a few months ago.
 And Brett Penrose identified the man as:
"Brett Penrose Lisa, my great grandfather owned the filling station on the NW corner of Gay & Holden. After looking at the photo, my mom thinks the guy in uniform might be William Ross Bodenhamer-- she says he ran the station across from her grandfather's." 

 So apparently the Bodenhaers were DX people.  Can anybody tell me more about this picture.  Do you know who Dugan and Harry were?

P.S.  I'm too cheap to buy a good photo editor.  I use the free online stuff.  Here's my feeble attempt to enlarge the license plate on the car.

And the Vess Cola sign on the door

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Okay, Don’t Go To War. Stay at Home and Let Your Wife Murder You Instead

I’ve been reading through some pretty interesting letters lately.

They belonged to Carl Baker, a soldier during World War One.
Five different Warrensburg women wrote to him in the fall of 1918 with all of the local news.  One of the big stories was the death of Frank Heibler.  It was so major that it even made the front page of  the Butler Weekly Times on August 8, 1918.  See there it is.

It's that little paragraph- bottom right. In case you can’t read it, it says,

“Street Commissioner Heibler, of Warrensburg died under peculiar circumstances last week and a coroner's inquest was held. The verdict was that he came to his death from poisoning, but it was not decided whether it was a case of homicide or suicide.”

The first I heard of this was in a letter from Carl’s future wife, Leona Narron:

Oct 17, 1918

Dear Husband,

Carl you know that Hebler women thats husband died just before you left they have arrested her and have her in jail….

The next day, his mother, Annie Baker wrote to him about Mrs. Heibler:

Oct 19 1918

Dearest Carl

...I thought maybe you had influ as that seems to be the order of the day now… Mr. Willoughby says they are dying in Clinton at the rate of 5 a day with the Flu.

O yes the grand jury found a bill against Mrs Hiebler of murder in the first degree + she is now in jail I think she is now where she ought to be I sure believe she killed that man.  I saw her at the Flag Raising she stood in front of me for a long while + she had a black veil in her hat + the wind would blow it back in Earlines (Carl’s baby sister) face + she would try to catch it every time…

Finally Leona wrote about Mrs. Hebler’s trial:

Warrensburg, Mo
Dec 31, 1918

My Dear Husband,

Carl you remember that Mrs. Hebler they had her trile today But did not get through with it.  It is to be again tomorrow.  We don’t have to work tomorrow so I think I will go hear it.  There is a women by the name of Roberts that lives next door to us and she is going I think that I will go with her. I never heard a trile in my life and I think that I will hear this one.  Some think she will prove guilty and some think she will come clear but I don’t know what to think But am anchious to know…

Later she sent him articles about the trial.

The articles read in Part:

The trial of Mrs Ethel Hiebler charged with murder in the first degree, began in circuit court at 3 o’clock this afternoon… The defendant, Mrs. Hiebler, occupied a seat near her attorney.  She is attired in deep mourning with heavy black veil and has her little child on her knee, thus presenting a very impressive spectacle.

...There were a few women here and there in the crowd but 96 per cent were of the male persuasion.


If the jury in the case of State vs. Ethel Hieble believes the note introduced in evidence by the defense, the verdict will no doubt be aquittal.

Mrs Simons, mother of defendant testified to finding a note recently among some of the late Frank Hiebler’s papers which read

“Bye, bye, to all: I did it - Frank.”

The state... introduced Drs. Hall and Patterson; Mr. and Mrs. E.E. Wier, Mrs. Will Burnett, Mrs. H.W. Bramel and Mrs. Verl Ele.

The testimony of Drs. Hall and Patterson had to do with their experience in attending Frank Hiebler previous to and during his last illness in July, 1918. The green capsules which were much in evidence at the coroner’s inquest, the nature of Hiebler’s sickness, etc. were gone over and the doctors expressed belief that he died of poisoning.

The report of Chemist Foster finding arsenic, was also presented to the jury.
Mrs. Bramel, wife of the south side druggist, testified that Mrs Hiebler had bought Paris Green from their store at different times representing that it was for killing bugs.
Mrs. Burnett testified to having told Hiebler of her seeing men go into his home during his absence and said that she heard a rumpus between Hiebler and his wife when he went home with the information….

Mrs Verl Ele, another neighbor of the Hieblers, gave the most damaging statement against the defendant. Mrs. Ele said that on one occasion Mrs. Hiebler told her she would give half of his insurance to anybody who would knock him in the head and she didn’t think it would be any harm to give him poison.”

I don't know what happened to Mrs. Hiebler. Carl Baker came home in February 1919 and the letters stopped.

Friday, September 2, 2016

Gerbes Grand Opening Carnival

Gerbes used to be a large local chain of grocery stores.  Here's pictures of their grand opening:

The trouble is that I don't know which grand opening this is.
They had two stores in Warrensburg.
One store in Knob Noster.

And one store in Holden.

Then Mr. Gerbes died and all of his stores went away.

But that's not really part of this story.  What I'm trying to find out is which Gerbes grand opening is the subject of these photographs.
I noticed that the True magazine had a very distinctive cover that I might be able to trace to a date.

But I couldn't find it online.  Here's another hint. See the guy on the far right below.

When a middle aged man is willing to wear a ridiculous hat in public, he's either desperate for a job or he's the manager of the store.

Does anyone recognize him or remember this event?  Please leave a comment.

Friday, August 26, 2016

Dub's Place

Buddy Baker:  "I remember Dub Whitfield, well.  He used to deliver milk to our place when I was a kid (1920s and '30s.)  His folks owned a dairy out where Lowe's is now.  They had their own bottling operation.  Dub delivered the bottles with a horse and wagon.  He'd leave new full bottles on the step and pick up the empty ones.

Then people got to where they bought their milk at the grocery store and he opened Dub's Place."

Dub Whitfield peers out of the window to watch the photographer.

Buddy Baker:  "Dub's was where Checkie Tavern is now."

Dub sat for his portrait at about the same time as he hired the photographer to take pictures of his successful business.

Everything must eventually end.


Dennis Houx Janice & I bought his house on 310 W. Gay street in Warrensburg. Janice went down to his auction just to buy his sofa they had and Dub knew Granddad Anderson real well and as the story goes, while I was at work for Dr. Price & Dr. Miller, Dub suggested we buy his house. When Janice called me and I went there, Dub set the price and then he ask Janice & I what we could pay per month without it putting us in ant trouble. We told him and he said he would do that and he carried the loan. If we had stayed there it would have taken us around 41-42 years to pay off. There are none like Dub..
Penny Easterwood Wasn't Dubs Place on Holden, north of 50, west side at the bottom of the hill?

Carol Dunham You are correct Dad went there as a kid....was able to get a hamburger and play a game of pool for 25 cents!
Steve Pearson He was partners with my Grandfather Raymond Stevens (Steve) anyone remember the man that lived in a shack behind Steve and Dubs? His name was Thistle.

Buddy Baker:  I remember Mr. Stevens.  They had - you know when you come back from Lowes down Holden Street? There's a storage place there now. It was Steve and Dubs.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Dean's Army Surplus

This was a tough one.  I couldn't find Dean's mentioned in any of the business files at the historical society and it wasn't listed in any old phone book.  (They only go back to 1953.)  So if anyone has any memories of this business, please leave a comment.

 This outside view was taken at night.

I found a hint in the upper right hand corner of this negative. Do you see it?

Right at the edge is the Simm's Studio sign.  That means that the store was located at 209 North Holden where Ben Pierce found all of these old negatives.  If my guess is correct, then here is what the building looks like today.

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Photographs of Photographs

Most of the pictures from Simmons Studio were taken in the late '40s or early '50s.  Some, though, are on photographic film from that era, but the images themselves are from an older time.  I think they are shots of older pictures that people brought in to be reproduced.  Here are two examples:

Q. How many old-time farmers does it take to cut firewood?

A. Six.  One to tend the saw and five to move the tree back and forth.

That wasn't a joke.

This picture is a mystery to me.  I don't know when it was taken, where, what these men are doing, what those machines are or who anybody is.  The name "Bowers" was written in one margin.
If you know anything about either of these pictures, please let me know.