The Los Angeles Times of the 26th says: "While driving to
this city over the Mesa road, Frank Parks came upon the
prostrate and bleeding form of James Irvine, a young man
who resides in Phoenix, Ariz., but who is visiting here.
Irvine was nearly unconscious and weak from the loss of
blood and was brought here and placed under the care of
a physician. He said he had been riding along on the
road on his wheel and had stopped near a sharp curve
along a hillside to rest. Suddenly he heard a wagon
approaching and endeavored to move away from the road.
Before he could get away one of the shafts struck him
in the head, tearing away one of his ears. He says
that in his dazed condition he could see the driver
urge his horse into a run, leaving him. It was more
than two hours before assistance chanced to come.
Although diligent inquiry has been made by indignant
citizens, the identity of the dastardly driver
cannot be ascertained. Mr. Irvine is a son of Mr.
and Mrs. E. Irvine of this city."
FAYETTE JANEWAY
June 13, 1902
Fayette Janeway, aged 57 years, was shot and instantly
killed in Douglas Sunday morning about 5 o'clock by his
daughter, Ida, aged 18 years, says the Bisbee Review.
According to the statement made by the daughter, her
father was attempting to make a criminal assault and to
protect her honor she shot him with a revolver. The bullet
took effect in the head, lodging in the brain.
At the coroner's inquest held Monday the girl was declared
justified in taking the life of her father and exonerated
her from all blame.
From the girl's testimony it was learned that on last
Wednesday Janeway attempted to assault his daughter, but
was repulsed after a hard struggle. He repeated the
attempt Friday night with the same result.
The two leading characters in the tragedy, was a brother
of the girl. Sunday night the brother spent away from
home. On that night Janeway made three attempts to
assault his daughter, who warned him to desist. The
third attempt resulted in the inhuman father's
death. Just as he was about to grab his daughter
she pointed a revolver at his face and pulled the
trigger. Janeway dropped over, a victim of his
own unnatural lust.
The young lady has borne up bravely under the trying
ordeal. Her mother has been dead several years and
the people of Douglas extend sincere sympathy. The
Janeways came to Douglas about seven weeks ago from
Silver City New Mexico and were working people.
JIMMIE JEAGER
September 2, 1902
An Indian boy known as Jimmie Jeager, aged 14 years, was
run over and killed by the eastbound freight train yesterday
morning about 10 o'clock in the cut just south of the S.P.
Hotel. The body was frightfully mangled. The Coroner was
at the scene very soon after the accident and from the
crowd which had collected, empaneled a jury, who viewed
the body and then went to Judge Rieff's office where all
the evidence obtainable was taken. It appeared that
there was only one witness to the accident--a white boy
named George Butterfield. He said that the Indian boy
had got between two cars and was trying to get through
and drop on on the other side of the track when he
slipped and fell. He was struck by an oil box and
knocked under the wheels. The remains were taken
charge of by the dead boy's people, who last night
burned the body according to the Yuma's established
custom. Yuma Sentinel
GUS M. JESSEN
December 25, 1902
C.H. Jessen, coast editor of the San Francisco Call spent
yesterday in Phoenix for the sad incident of the death of
his brother, Gus M. Jessen, which occurred on Sunday morning
and is escorting the remains back to San Francisco for
interment.
Jessen came here for his health a few weeks ago, suffering
from tuberculosis and died quite suddenly, so it was
something of a shock to relatives and friends, even
though his recovery was scarcely expected.
HI JOLLY
December 25, 1902
Hi Jolly is dead. He died at Harrisburg four or five days
ago, but news of his departure did not reach the city until
yesterday. He was in Phoenix about three weeks ago and was
then in ordinary health. His name, though he had never been
called by any other since his residence in this territory,
was not Hi Jolly, but there was nothing else that sounded
any more like his real name to the American ear. He accepted
the name and in the course of the generation he lived here
he came to believe that it was the right one.
The "Hi" is said to be a corruption of "Hadji" which though
in the case of a Moslem means one who has made a pilgrimage
to Mecca and in the case of a Christian Armenian, one who
has made a pilgrimage to Jerusalem, is understood to mean by
American travelers, one who has charge of any sort of
pilgrimage and hence a custodian of camels.
Hi Holly was either a Greek or an Armenian but no one knows
precisely which race he belonged to.
He came to the territory in 1871 in charge of the camels
which were brought here with the notion that they would
facilitate military operations here because they were
used to the desert. There have been different stories
regarding the introduction of the camels into the
southwest. The most popular one is that they were
brought here on the recommendation of General Lew Wallace,
who spent some years in the Holy Land and having some
knowledge of what was then called the Great American
desert, believed that the camels would be a valuable
adjunct to the army. Hi Joly was an expert in the
management of camels and he was brought along.
It was soon discovered that camels were useless for the
purposes for which they were intended. Their feet were
not used to the rough terrain and other rocks in many
parts of the desert. Their use was soon found to be
impracticable and they were turned loose on the desert
and the occupation of Hi Jolly was at an end.
The camels remained for years the terror of freighters'
teams and they were killed as fast as they could be
found. It is doubtful now if a single descendant of
the original importation remains, though within the last
five years, prospectors have claimed to see specimens in
the desert in the Harqua Halas.
For several years Hi Jolly has been variously engaged in
mining, prospecting, and freighting. He was a sober and
industrious man but was never very communicative.
Colonel B.S. Jones
March 7, 1902
Arizona Republican Newspaper
Mrs. C.F. Kimber of this city received a telegraph
message announcing the death of her father, Colonel
B.S. Jones in Blackwell, Ok. Colonel Jones has made
Phoenix his home the greater part of the time for the
last ten years, coming here from California and for
some months has been visiting relatives in Oklahoma.
He was engaged in the abstract business for several
years after coming to Phoenix. He was an ardent
republican and labored hard for the success of his
party at all times. During the Civil War he was lt.
colonel of the Third Iowa Cavalry. The remains will be
taken to Greenfield, Mo for interment.
Marcia Jones
February 8, 1902
Arizona Republican Newspaper
Last evening little Marcia Jones, daughter of Dr. and
Mrs. Charles H. Jones passed away at their home on Mill
Avenue. This is one of the saddest blows the community
has sustained for some time. The bright, sweet
disposition of Marcia Jones won the hearts of all
who met her. She was but in babyhood when called
away and today would have been just 3 years old.
The loss is an irreparable one to the sorrowing
parents. Her last sickness, which started wit the
grip nine days ago, developed rapidly into the more
serious condition of brain fever and on the third
day her temperature had reached 106 degrees. Dr.
D.M. Palmer and J. Foss of Phoenix and Drs. B.B.
Moeur and J.A. Dines of Tempe were immediately
summoned. Everything known to medical science
was done to reduce the fever and buoy up the little
sufferer until the disease was under control.
Toward the last it was found necessary to use
oxygen, which was manufactured by Mr. Fred M.
Irish, who superior knowledge came in good stead
and put new life into the sick baby. Thursday
evening there was a change for the worse and it
was found necessary to inject salt solution. It
was a forlorn hope.
Both Mr. and Mrs. Jones are nearly prostrated with
grief. They have the heartfelt sympathy of a
sorrowing community which joins them in this hour
of sorrow. Little Marcia was beloved by the
Mexicans as well as whites. They affectionately
called her "Dr. Seka", little doctor.
