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Steinke, William. 
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I have two reasons for writing this book. I want to let Hie world 
know Scranton looks good to me and I want to make Scranton look 
good to the world. That's one reason. The other is I want to do the 
story in my own way and make some money. That is the main reason. 
Other histories of Scranton have been written and all have been read. 
I'm not much concerned whether this is read or not. The main issue 
is that it sells. If it sells I will cancel the reading obligation. But 
I hope it will be read. If you like it, boost. If you don't like it, boast. 

"Bill" Steinke. 


Scranton, Pa. 

Story of Scranton Publishing Company 






The words "to settle" mean a lot to 
some people, because I know. When 
a man settles it doesn't necessarily 
mean that he has settled like a newly 
planted rose bush, or a pan of dough, 
a mine cave or a seidletz powder. He 
simply settles and lets it go at that. 
Again, if he smashes his wife's best 
piece of imitation cut glass he may 
say — "well that settles that" — and so 
on and so forth through the long list 
of ways a man may settle and be 

However "to settle" as used in stick- 
ing to one spot and starting a town 
means getting anchored to a certain 
spot so that he cannot get loose. It 
may be he owes a bunch of bills and 
the landlord is watching for his first 
false move. He has to settle and be 
nice. Watch a fly foolishly flitting over 
the tanglefoot until it volplanes down 
into the molasses and you get my idea 
of settling on a permanent and fast 

When I came to this town a year 
or so ago I met a lot of "old settlers." 

Everywhere I went I saw an "old 
settler" and if I did not see him first 
he came up behind me and whispered : 
"My people were among the first set- 
tlers here." I was glad to meet him, 
of course, and then after we had 
another, I'd shoot this one at him, 
and it never failed to drive him to the 

"Well, well, you don't tell me; you 
are an old settler, eh? tell me some- 
thing — who was the first settler here? 
I'd like to know that for my children's 

One after the other they fled in a 
panic when I popped that question, 
and after they had fled, I got to think- 
ing about who broke into this valley 
first and why he was so recklessly 

Therefore that is the puzzle that 
this masterpiece must solve. Who 
settled this spot and why did he do it? 
Why has he not owned up long ago 
and pleaded the statute of limitation^, 
if he feared a Congressional investiga- 
tion? What have the police to say 
about it? Not a word. Five or six 
men have been suspected but none 
have squealed, though their names 


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have been on every tongue despite 
efforts to silence the newspapers for 
the family's sake. But it is a thing 
that should be told and the blame 
placed where it belongs. I believe. 
Take it from me, I am going to do 
my best to straighten this matter out. 
I want the people to know all about 
this affair and I have gone the limit 
to get the stuff in proper shape. I 
have taken my dope from the most 
unreliable sources— old histories, police 
dockets and tombstones — so you can 
swear by what you read here or swear 
at it. Suit yourself. 


Before diving over my head into 
this book I ought to say that in my 
research work I discovered one very 
valuable clue to the mystery. Here it 
is. All authorities are agreed that be- 
fore this burg was settled, it was all 
woods — a forest. I will go along on 
that proposition and admit that before 
we had any streets, nickelettes, saloons, 
police or other luxuries, there was a 
forest on the site of the city of Scran- 
ton, Pee-Aye. Traces of forest still 
exist on the mountains, East and West, 
which prove that I know what I talk 
of. The place, too, was alive with 
Indians, even more of them than you 
find now on Lackawanna Avenue on a 
Saturday night. There were redmen 
everywhere, decent, sociable, neigh- 
borly savages, who attended to their 
pow wows, scalpings, snake dances and 
massacres, and to keeping taxes down 

and the white-faced intruder out. They 
were of many tribes, and they put 
in their eight hours a day doing things 
that to see now cost five cents per see 
in the movie shows. Great for getting 
up some innocent entertainment, they 
were, and it was their delight to land 
some roving John Smith who had 
escaped from the stockade of civiliza- 
tion and watch him, tied to a mine 

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prop, plunge headlong over majestic 
Nay Aug falls. A playful, jovial peo- 
ple, the Indians were, and how they 


could enjoy a joke! Volumes could be 
written about them, but space does not 
permit. Suffice to say, their last 
demonstration of any consequence was 
the laudable attempt of Larry Ket- 
rick's Indians to capture a pennant, 
and as we remember the last popular 
individual redskin stood for years in 
front of Billy Koch's tobacco shop and 
smokehouse on Lackawanna Avenue. 


About 1772, maybe a little earlier 
or later, Jonathan Slocum, William 
Park, familiarly called "Bill" Park; 
Thomas Picket, Henry Brush, '"Hank" 
for short, and Daniel Marvin, got 
tangled in the briars and have been re- 
ported ever since as the first settlers. 
There were others also, quite a drove 
of them, but when they are sifted out 
and identified by their fingerprints the 
aforementioned outfit sizes up as the 
real first offenders. They were the 
boys that got in under the tent and 
that have hogged the spotlight to this 
day, especially Papa Slocum. 

As a matter of fact, Slocum seem? 
to have gradually crowded the others 
toward the shadow. Why, has not 
been explained and far be it from me 
to try. What would be the use of re- 
opening the controversy? The fact is, 

newspapers, every so often. But with 
all his modesty he was a very public- 
spirited man and took a directing hand 
in all the civic get-ups of his time. 
There was nothing tight or stingy 
about Jonathan. Just to show that his 
heart was in his work he gave his 
name to the "diggins" when it was in a 
bad way for a name. That was nice 
of Jonathan and he will be remem- 
bered long for his liberality. 


One of the most effective advertis- 
ing stunts Jonathan Slocum starred in, 
and one that helped a heap to per- 
petuate the Slocum glory was the kid- 
napping of his little daughter, Frances, 
by some of the red neighbors. The 
stunt was not of Jonathan's planning, 
but it caused a great hubbub in the 
community that day. If the act had 
been rehearsed and staged it could not 
have worked out better, and as I 
understand the story it was pulled off 
this way. 

Old Nathan Kingsley used to live 
near the Slocums. Kingsley had two 
boys. On this eventful day the boys 
were out in the backyard grinding a 
knife so that father could cut the ticket 
at the next election, when a shot 
brought Mrs. Slocum to the door. 

OM> Pop' .Slocum 

as I suspect, Jonathan Slocum was a 
little bit foxier than his confederates. 
He knew how to keep his name before 
the public even if he did not get his 
"cut," double or single column, in the 

Three or four Indians were playing 
with young Nate Kingslsy. They had 
taken the knife from the boy, and one 
cut-up was showing the other fellows 
how to remove a scalp without per- 


mission. Mrs. Slocum let out a scream 
that for a moment terrified the play- 
ful redmen. but two of them shooed 

To chop Ticker. 

her back into the house. There they 
collared little Ebenezer Slocum, a lame 
kid. Of course they had nothing 
special against young Eb and they 
passed him up with a nod of recogni- 
tion. As they were about to return 
to the scalping exercise one debonnair 
rowdy smiled upon little Frances, who 
naturally was greatly interested in the 
cheerful callers. 

"Hello, Kiddo," said Brave Wart-on- 
Nose, for such was not his name. 
"Would little kiddo like to come horse- 

west mountains. Forty days later the 
gang returned and framed another little 
game that set everybody talking again 
about the Slocums. They tiptoed into 
the Slocum backyard, killed Mr. 
Slocum and tomahawked Isaac Tripp, 
not that they disliked either man but 
to show the killing way they had about 
them. Great folk for getting up sur- 
prises and doing things thoroughly 
and painstakingly were those innocent 
babes of the woods, although they had 
no education at all, to speak of. There 
they had played two successful en- 
gagements for the Slocums, first elop- 
ing with Frances and then laying 
father low, thus making secure the 
Slocum name. 

The steal of young Frances was the 
talk in town circles for weeks, just as 
there is town talk today when some 
Indian beats it by train or auto with 
the flower of some household. Noth- 
ing new at all in this running-away- 
with-the-girl stuff. Doing it every day. 
Only difference is the Indians of the 
old days did it a little more dramati- 

At that the first settlers here never 

Oi- D-Wl^BT-OM-THE.- 

backridey?" Whereat Brave Wart-on- 
Nose picked up the bashful child and 
bolting from the house beat it for the 

lived up to their opportunities. None 
of them knew a good thing when he 
saw it. Take the whole outfit, the Slo- 


cums, the Parks, the Tripps, the Mur- 
phys,the Wintermutes,the Taylors, the 
Knapps, the Anguishes, the Pickets 
and the Marvins — they all browsed 
around the brush with their fists 
clinched for the Indians. They cleared 
a bit of land, hunted and fished, trim- 
med one another in a horse deal and 
panned King George. Whiskey, lum- 
ber, flour and feed were manufactured 
and you can bet all the loose change 
did not go for lumber. Nights they 
sat around the fire headquarters, every- 
body whittling and fertilizing the lawn 
with tobacco juice, listening to old 
Zenas Stringer pipe by the hour about 
his warding and his escapes from the 

plaza was the camping ground for the 
male species and its magnetism at- 
tracted the Indians. A grist mill was 
the only other shop until 1800 when 
a forge was built at Razorville. Three 
flourishing industries these, but to 
make this history impartial as well as 
accurate we must add that the "still" 
was the real center of commerce. 

Deep Hollow was the name of the 
nook when the Slocum boys lost their 
father. It was still Deep Hollow when 
Henry Brush, the original Mr. Brush, 
blew in with an instrument that he 
called a razor. All hands shaved that 
morning. Shaving became such a fad 
that as long as Brush's blade held its 

Indians. They all knew that Zenas was 
gassing, but true or untrue, Zenas 
Stringer could tell a story right. Thus 
they dilly dallied while millions lay 
under their moccasins and the one best 
opportunity of forming a coal trust 
went by the board. Years afterward 
the Scrantons, the Throops, the Von 
Storchs, the Griffins, the Rockwells, 
the Smiths, the Parkers, the Jermyns, 
the Connells, the Dicksons and a few 
others of the live wires got in on the 
ground floor and started things that 
lifted the name of the valley from the 
Hunters' Guide and put it on the map 
to stay. 

* * * s 


All records agree that the first per- 
manent industry to mark the hike of 
progress was a "still." High grade 
corn whiskey, guaranteed to do the 
trick at forty paces, was boiled here and 
the plant ran day and night to capac- 
ity, boiling the natives. The "still" 

edge, the settlement was called Razor- 
ville. After the razor had slipped back 
into the saw class and the natives re- 



sumed the growing of alfalfa, a deacon 
from Connecticut whisked into town 
one morning and dubbed the place New 
Providence. With the years people 
dropped the "New" and let it stand 
Providence, but whenever an old timer 
would tell of the time he used to shave, 
the place was still "Razorville." Mean- 
while the "still" was doing a nice busi- 
ness and the grist mill was grinding 
away. There was hope for the Hollow. 
Corner lots were selling at fancy figures 
and strange as it may read, there were 
no coal reservations in the deeds. 


All advance notices sent out by the 
early land boomers laid it on thick 
that the valley was made of iron, and 
the iron Joker stuck. Some time in 
1789, Dr. William Hooker Smith, from 
down Pittston way, arrived all excited 
one May morning, loaded to the ears 
with the notion that he was going to 
get rich quick on iron. Somebody had 
tipped him to it. The "Doc" took a 

and went out every morning to pick up 
ore. The picking was good enough to 
keep the forge burning until 1816. That 
year the plant shut down, because kick 
as he would, Doctor Smith could not 
pry loose any more ore. The forge was 
the third industry of the valley. All 
that remains of it today is Old Forge 
Borough, which is enough. 

While the ore supply lasted, "Doc" 
Smith was evidently coining so much 
kale that he had the suburbs talking. 
In 1800, Ebenezer and William Slocum, 
sons of the late Jonathan, had a con- 
fidential chat with Smith. After the 
talk the Slocums built a forge of their 
own in Razorville. The thing petered 
out in 1822 for want of ore. Five years 
after the forge, in 1805, Ebenezer 
Slocum built the first house here. 
Weary of hut life and the Rip Van 
Winkle stunt, Ebenezer put up a fine 
palatial residence; it had windows, a 
door and a regular roof. In 1869 fire 
almost wiped it out and in 1875 it was 
torn down to make room for the steel 

THE Doc Discovers ifeoAj 


ramble through the timbers under the 
pretense of hunting herbs for his well 
known family remedy, and as soon as 
he was sure, that nobody was shadow- 
ing him, he kicked loose a few heavy 
stones that tasted like iron. 

"I'll keep this to myself," said the 

Forgetting his patients. Smith got out 
his instruments and put up a forge, 
two miles north of the mouth of the 
Lackawanna. He hired a few teams 


In digging for my data I found foot- 
prints of an old friend, James Snyder. 
I can't help but call him "Jim." "Jim" 
was here in 1816, on his way to Mil- 
waukee from Germany. He worked at 
the forge for Ebenezer Slocum for a 
while, but threw up the job when the 
"Workingmen's Rest" cut out the 
the lunch. Good boy, Jim! Gesund- 

The Slocums were a stay-at-home 
sort I guess. They ran their Still and 
grist mill and let it go at that. The 
year 1802 was a good grist year, the 
mill showing by tested scales a surplus 
of 400 pounds of flour. That year 1802, 
Deacon Clark, of the Abingtons, ran 
out of buckwheat, and a road was 
opened through the "Notch" to Clark's 
Green. It was some road too, believe 

To make the Deacon's with the 400 
pounds it took a team of horses all day, 
with three men. Robert Stone. Steve 


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Parker and Rev. John Miller shoving 
the wagon over the rough spots and 
clamoring for a county road. But that 
was not so bad. Many a man today, 
with a much lighter load, cannot make 
it from the "Notch" to Clark's Green 
in a day. Still they say that with the 
improved processes they make it better 

powder and a pick and forget the mill 
and "still" they could all be million- 
aires. But they could not see things 
that way. In 1811 Elisha Hitchcock, 
fine old gentleman he was, repaired the 
mill and when it looked as if he were 
making it a go, another distillery 
was opened. Them was the happy 
days. J. Fellows owned the new "still." 

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That old grist mill, it seems, had 
everybody's angora. If they had sense 
enough to get a miner's lamp, a can of 

That same year, 1811, a post road from 
Wilkes-Barre to Abington was opened. 
First thing everybody was writing and 
getting letters — bills by mail. Ben 


Slocum had enough swing with the 
politicians in Washington to land the 
postmaster job, the first of that thing 
here. Ben promptly appointed Zeph 
Knapp first mail carrier. Zeph was 
all right for that league but he would 
never hold down a bag under civil ser- 
vice rules. There was only one deliv- 
ery a week, but when Zeph breezed up 
the pike he was a most imposing page- 
ant and had only a little trouble con- 
vincing the populace that he had not 
read their picture post cards. The post- 
office snap worked so smoothly that 
little Old Hyde Park got an office in 
1831 and William Merrifield was the 
P. M. Fine for Mr. Merrifield. 

Here is another very important and 
material bit of evidence for this indict- 
ment. Read it carefully. In Hyde Park 
in 1810, Philip Heermans opened a 
tavern "in compliance with the demand 
for a public house at which town meet- 

If I were around in 1810, I'd have 
gone on Philip's application, remon- 
strance or no remonstrance. I wonder 
who his lawyer was and if he offered a 
photograph of the proposed house to 
the judge to show that the place was 
built originally for hotel purposes. One 
more word. I think there is a mistake 
about the demand for a public house 
at which elections could be held. It 
should be made to read, "to count the 


Long before Heermans hung out his 
tavern shingle, the "morning after" 
and the headache were known in the 
valley. As early as 1771 I find Dr. 
Joseph Sprague at work, with head- 
quarters down the line near Wyoming. 
Dr. Joe always kept his old mud horse 
saddled, expecting to be "hurriedly 
summoned" at any time. He made the 
trip up this way a couple of times a 
month, and he was one great hand for 

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ings and elections may be held." Get 
that "public demand" gag? They are 
working- it yet under the plea of 
"public necessity." 

unarming the Grim Reaper. He col- 
lected $1 for his trick and his pet treat- 
ment was "bleeding." He died in 1784 
after standing it for fourteen years. 



His wife "Granny" Sprague, had 

learned enough to take her husband's 
place and she carried on the practice 
for years, and got away with it too. Be- 
sides, the people would die anyway. 


Scranton's first doctor, the doctor 
that first admitted the place to be his 
home, was Dr. Joseph Davis. He 
opened house in Providence in 1800. 
His method of treating the ill was, 
like Dr. Sprague's, "bleeding." In fact 
all the early M. D.'s, the records tell 
me, were strong for the bleeding 
thing, just as many of our foremost 
physicians today, are. It was a great 
old system. It worked this wise. 

The doctor got to the house after 
dark and was told, "Father is down 

"He says he has a terrible head and 
he is begging for death," the doctor 
was told. 

Going to the bedside the doctor took 
a slant at Zack, and had the situa-' 
tion in hand. Going to Zack's trousers, 
the doctor lifted from the hip pocket, 
a near empty bottle, smelled of it, and 
then glancing at Zack's sizzled tongue, 
solemnly proclaimed: 

Zack had the wife give a dollar to 
the doctor and admitted when Mrs. 
Zack had paid the bill, that he felt re- 

• There were no such fangles as anti- 
septics, anaesthetics, green turtle 
serum, mock turtle soup, anti-toxine, 
stovaine, germicides, dandruff cures, 
bacteria or bacilli. Neither were there 
appendicitis, neurasthenia, periton- 
itis,- acute conjunctivitis, infantile 
paralysis, arteriosclerosis, mitral re- 
gurgitations, cystolic murmurs or 
delirium tremens. It killed before it 
got that far in the old days. There- 
fore the pioneer doctor had a straight- 
away course. He came, he bled, he 
went. Between heats he dabbled in 
real estate, loafed around the "still" 
and criticised the ageing and blend. 
Occasionally he bought. 


Even then as now the preacher fol- 
lowed the doctor on the theory that 
where there is work for one there is a 
chance for two. Old Doctor Sprague 
had just about finished mapping out 
his route when Elder William Bishop 
accepted a call, making the trip over- 
land from Connecticut. They all came 


"Zack, you are in very bad shape. 
You got your feet wet at the Still. I 
think I will have to bleed you — one 
dollar please." 

from there. The good old elder came 
in answer to the call and it was the 
call of the wild. He settled on the 
parsonage lot, a cozy little strip of 380 



acres, in what is now the very heart 
of the city. He held services in a log 
house and there did his marrying, his 
burying and his funeral oratory. I 
find that the congregation was more 
respectful to the pastor then than 
nowadays. The men and boys were 
so keen for services that they set out 
Sunday mornings with their shoes, if 
they had shoes, strung around their 
necks, to save the wear and tear on 
the leather that the long walk would 
make. Near the cabin church they put 
on their shoes and entered.. After a 
few years of preaching to the sole- 
saving congregation, Elder Bishop 
hiked it back to Connecticut, and in 
1822 Rev. Cyrus Gildersleeve, of 
Wilkes-Barre, began holding weekly 
meetings here. No talk yet of the 
need of a revival. 


The first thing that I have come 

across in the fad line is the building 

of a school house. For what purpose, 

I do not know. It happened in Prov- 

acquired some very useful knowledge 
during the day. The boys and girls 
fought the school idea from the jump. 
They argued that there was no need 
for schools. 

"If we must go to school we will 
not grow up to be like Pa," said the 
boys. "He knows it all and he has 
never even seen a school." 

This shot pleased father, of course, 
but it did not flag the innovation. 
They put up a ten-foot square build- 
ing, an imposing structure, as the 
papers in the old days would say, if 
they had any papers. The pupils took 
turn and turn-about in going in and 
coming out. They were a bright little 
lot, those pupils, so bright that the 
first teacher surrendered to the 
Indians and begged to be burned at 
the stake. His last request was that 
his name be not mentioned in histories. 
We respect his dying wish. 

But the school was a wonderful fac- 
tory. While the class in "rithmetic" 
was at bat, the classes in "readin" 
and "ritin" were fleeing for their lives 

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idence in 1818. Up to that stage 
there were no such things as school 
taxes, school boards or jobs for truant 
officers. The kids went out in the 
morning, scoured through the brush, 
dodged the knife and tomahawk of the 
Indian and if they showed up for sup- 
per it was a cinch that they had 

from the savages. If they escaped the 
tomahawk there was school the next 
day. If the Indians won the race the 
teacher took a vacation until another 
crop of pupils grew up. Meanwhile 
teacher spent his time at the corn ex- 
change, teaching chemistry to the dis- 



However the ten-foot school made 
such a hit that Harry Heermans, in 
1834, opened up an opposition class in 
Hyde Park. Heermans put a bell on 
his building and called it the Bell 
School House. His was the first school 
bell in the valley and you all know 
what it led to . The bell was a fatal 
move. Within a few years no kid 
would think of going to school until 
he heard the bell ring, so all schools 
had to get bells or fire the teacher. 
Heermans' bell had clear ringing for 
four years, or until 1838 when the 
Whigs and Democrats on the school 
board got into a row over the supply 
contract and another school house was 
put up, under Democratic auspices. I 
guess the other place would not teach 
party principles and getting out the 

the early history of our fair city was 
the discovery that coal was meant for 
another purpose than throwing at the 
red man's head. In the Winter of 
1812. H. C. L. Von Storch of Provi- 
dence found himself up against a 
hard proposition. Mrs. Von Storch 
in getting a baking ready for the oven, 
had just discovered that the woodshed 
was empty. Beckoning H. C. L. 
from his wonted spot, she bade him 
get busy with bucksaw and ax and 
provide the kindling. Mr. Von was 
unable to find the saw or ax and then 
remembered that the next door 
neighbor, whose place was a half mile 
away had borrowed the weapons. 
Groping in the cellar he recalled that 
Judge Jesse Fell, of Wilkes-Barre, had 
been bragging that he burned anthra- 


"THE Di5«"ovER.Y oF coAi 

vote. At all events the Democrats 
put up another school house and it 
was a most popular step. Ever since 
that time when school board members 
get scrapping they settle their dif- 
ferences by building a new school 

One of the strangest incidents of 

cite, but Von had never taken much 
stock in Fell's claim. However, when 
a man is out of wood and his wife is 
crying for kindling, he will do most 
anything. So, Von Stdrch kicked 
loose from the cellar wall a bucket of 
black rock and hiking out to the lot 
threw it under the oven. Then he 
went down to the exchange and gath- 
ered the day's whittlings. These too, 
he tossed under the oven and when 


Mrs. Von S. had struck the flint he 
looked on and saw that while the black 
rock was not much for blazing it was a 
sizzler for heat. 

An hour and a half was Mrs. Von's 
time limit for the baking over a wood 
fire but an hour after H. C. L. had set 
the black rocks glowing she looked 
into the oven to see how the pans were 
coming on. All that was left was 
charred and brittle crusts. H. C. L. 
had discovered that coal would burn 
but Mrs. H. C. L. had to set another 

Somehow the old timers did not fall 
for the tip that there might be money 
in this coal. They went right ahead 
with their daily grind, when they 
should have been putting up breakers 
and washeries, sinking shafts and 
emptying the schools of all boys old 
enough to pick slate or drive a mule 
on the dump. They could not see coal 
as a fortune maker, however. They 
plodded forward, satisfied to get an 
empty box from the grocer and fish a 
log from the river when they wanted 

Old King Coal sure had a hard time 
getting a hearing. Von Storch showed 
how in 1812, but it was eight years 
later before any attention was given 
his feat. In 1820 there were only 365 
tons of coal shipped in the U. S. Now- 
adays the average rent payer feels that 
he is paying for more than that. Those 
early birds would not touch it, that's 
all, but we know they should have put 
up the breakers and sent the kids to 
work because in those days there was 
no holler about child labor and the 
minimum wage had never been heard 

No breaker whistle was heard here 
until 1852, when the Lackawanna built 
the Diamond and even then the wise 
ones did not endorse the breaker idea. 
Old Dr. Hollister whose history of 
Scranton is not like this one, dubbed 
the Diamond "an invention of the 
Devil and the Greatest Conspirator of 
Modern Times against Economy." 
Somebody must have slipped some- 

thing into the "doc's" coffee, that's a 
pipe. Meanwhile, when the breaker 
came, up went the insurance rates for 
those breakers do make pretty fires. 


It sure was a live burg when H. C. 
L. Von Storch startled the neighbors 
with his coal fire. The boys still fore- 
gathered at the "still", built their air 
castles and gassed as usual. They 
didn't even have the benches on the 
Court House Square and yesterday's 
papers ' leave behind. Wild turkeys, 
deer and bear snooped around and the 
wolf howled at the poor man's door. 
Occasionally the Indians dashed in and 
put on a first-class Buffalo Bill Show 
and sailed away with a new collection 
of scalps. Everybody owned a flint- 
lock and a bowie knife and better still 
knew how to use them. 

The second smash with England was 
going on but the folks were worked 
up more about Von Storch's fire than 
over the war. The war in fact was not 
keeping anybody awake nights, for 
war in those days was no novelty. 
There were no boxing clubs with six- 
round matches, but at the same time 
there was plenty of good fighting out 
in the alley. A few of the patriots 
marched away to take a second crack 
at J. Bull while the cracking was good, 
but the majority stayed at home. This 
thing of going a couple of hundred 
miles for war was nonsense, when all 
the folks had to do was to go into the 
saplings, where, if they waited a while, 
the red babies would come along and 
offer fighting worth while. 

In fairness to this valuable work it 
should be inserted here that the Hol- 
low did not amount to much either 
as a business or manufacturing center 
and it was no Newport socially. Tt 
just drifted along, trying its best to 
keep above the weeds, with everybody 
healthy and happy. They did' start- 
something in 1834, when work was 
begun on a church in Providence. The 
church building was not finished, a 
cyclone happening along meanwhile, 



and flattening the studding. A great 
many men professed deep grief at the 
loss of the edifice, but — 

Up to 1841 the Hollow moved along 
as wild as the surroundings. Not a 
tap had been done towards shaping 
out the town and keeping people from 
running into one another. There were 
no streets, no sidewalks. In 1841 Cap- 
tain Stott, of Carbondale, backed his 
buckboard into the blacksmith shop 
and gave the diggins' a looking over. 
Stott was an engineer and a surveyor 
and moreover a bit of a politician and 
red hot rooter for William Henry 
Harrison, just elected president. 

voted to call the "Hollow," Harrison. 
The Hollow, or now Harrison, im- 
mediately stuck up its nose and put 
on great airs. Everybody wrote let- 
ters to one another just to get the 
swing of writing, "Harrison, Pa." So 
uppish they got, that along in 1845 
when the population had reached the 
500 mark, they demanded a postoffice. 
The petition was turned down and 
maybe it was not some staggerer to 
those who had been boasting around 
town of the swing they had with the 
crowd at the capital that session of 

Somehow folks would not give up 

Whether or not Stott had an ax to 
grind and secretly wanted to be min- 
ister to Mexico, my data does not dis- 
close. The fact is, Stott set up his 
transit, drove a few stakes into the 
sod, and returning to the inn drew a 
rough sketch of a proposed village. He 
described his pencil work and after 
buying once or twice, casually sug- 
gested that the place be named for 
"Tippecanoe." Stott said that Har- 
rison was the original Progressive and 
was deeply concerned with the place 

"Take it from me," said Stott, 
"William Henry will be tickled to 
death to have this place named for 
him, and if you ever reach the stage 
where you want to call it something 
besides the names I hear it called up 
the valley, don't forget our president." 

There was a meeting of the town's 
professional and moneyed men that 
night in Odd Fellows Hall and it was 

that first pipe dream that the hills here 
reeked with iron ore. It was a good 
thing that it was this way for it held 
them to the faith that there was some- 
thing here. Eventually it made this 
magnificent city — yes, Magnificent 
City. In 1840 Col. George W. Scran- 
ton, of Oxford, N. J., heard about the 
iron. The Colonel got the tip that he 
was losing money in sticking to Oxford 
and not getting in on the iron Eldorado 
that was calling for him here. He 
was a great listener, the colonel, and 
he listened hard to the fairy tale about 
the east mountain being iron from base 
to top. He fell for the story and he 
fell so hard that he got a city named 
for him. 

In those days, the Scrantons, the 
Colonel and his brother, Selden, 
were tinkering away at the iron game 
in Oxford when a certain William 
Henry, (not William Henry Harrison 



but William Henry who lived in 
Stroudsburg), got their ears. Henry- 
had roamed the mountains of this 
region and thought he had a fairly 
accurate line on conditions. What's 
more, Selden Scranton had married 
Henry's eldest daughter, and so it was 
the proper play for Henry to tip off 
the son-in-law if he thought he had 
something. He told the Scrantons that 
if they wanted to go into the iron 
game and shame Carnegie, to forget 
they ever tarried in Oxford and to pull 
right away for Harrison. Relying on 
Henry's judgment the Scrantons said 
it sounded good to them. 


In those days banks were not so 
plentiful as they are today. The 
Scrantons kept their change in Easton 
in the branch of the Bank of North 
America. At the head of this branch 
bank was Philip H. Mattes and the 
Scrantons naturally talked things over 
with Mattes when they considered cut- 

a bale of coin, and when he agreed to 
go along, the party comprised Colonel 
George W. Scranton, Selden T. Scran- 
ton, Philip H. Mattes, Sanford Grant 
and William Henry. Colonel Scran- 
ton was the leader ; Henry was the pro- 
moter, and press agent, the one that 
pointed out the possibilities. 

In August, 1840, this quintette pulled 
up on the bank of the Nay Aug creek, 
near where the Lackawanna station 
now stands, and it looked so easy when 
Henry pointed out the mountains that 
they decided there and then to plunge. 
They agreed to buy 503 acres at $16.50 
per, and this included iron, coal and 
other minerals. They were stung it 
they invested in iron ore only but on 
the coal proposition they more than 
cashed. A month later they started 
a blast furnace under the firm name 
of Scranton and Grant and it has never 
been denied that this was the first 
furnace in the world for smelting iron 
ore by hot blast with anthracite coal. 
Two years later, in 1842, they made 
iron at the furnace and in 1844 a roll- 

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ting into the pile. Mattes, himself, had 
a little "ore" of his own saved up, and 
when the Scrantons pictured the iron 
deposits in Harrison, he did not demur. 
On the contrary he acted as if he 
would like to get in on the ground 
floor, and suggested that another old 
friend, Sanford Grant, of Easton, might 
be persuaded to loosen up. Grant had 

ing mill was built where the Laurel 
Line power plant now stands. Lest 
you may not understand, a rolling 
mill does not make hot breakfast rolls. 
It makes rails, and what happened 
when the mill got to rolling? Its first 
big order for rails came from the Erie. 
Me for the Erie hereafter. 



The same year that the Scrantons 
landed, 1840, another stranger with a 
heavy carpet bag, loomed out of the 
dust on the main pike. A hundred 
heads shot from doors and windows 
and mind bets were made that the 
newcomer was going to sell "somptin," 
or was the government man coming 
for revenue. They were right about 
the revenue. The stranger was Dr. 
Benjamin H. Throop. As soon as he 
had laid his grip down and mopped 
his hatband, he looked around for a 
site for a house, and he found it. In- 
cidentally he concluded that he might 
as well build a fortune while he was 
building a home, which he did, and he 
made both large and roomy. Great old 
man was the "Doc," one of the first 
live ones that the town had. 

for a threatened epidemic of smallpox. 
Where he was to get the hospital he 
did not say, but he had been ordered 
to get it. Those on the inside knew 
that Dr. Throop was founding it. 
That's the way he did things, the doc- 
tor, made no noise over it, and never 
called in the reporters to "refuse to be 

Burgess Slocum's proclamation an- 
nouncing that smallpox was billed for 
a local engagement caused unusual in- 
terest. Everybody, too, was talking 
about the new hospital that was to be 
on Penn avenue, near the old St. 
Charles Hotel, and in connection with 
the curiosity over the hospital, folks 
were wondering when the smallpox 

PomP or CE«E/>aoajv IuhBu Doc THIJooP ~Blem 

Doctor Throop saw the place need- 
ed a little "pep" and get up as its first 
prescription, so he started in to make 
the life termers step around. Two 
years after he arrived he told Burgess 
Joe Slocum a thing or two, the upshot 
of which was the "Burge's" sending 
out a proclamation. In fact the 
"Burge" got the editor to use it on 
the front page, two column leaded, 
gothic. "Know ye all men," it began, 
and then went on to acquaint the land- 
owners with the news that the burgess 
had been authorized to get a hospital 

was to arrive. All the burgess could 
say was that it would positively ap- 
pear and that it was then on the way, 
so all hands laid off work and stood 
for hours lining the curbs waiting for 
it, as folks wait nowadays for the cir- 
cus parade. 

"Here it comes," gleefully shouted 
the little children. "I can hear the 
band, Ma buy me a balloon," while the 
mounted cops waltzed their steeds up 
and down the avenue to keep the 
crowds back in line. 

The smallpox came. It came in the 



back way. While the throng was pati- 
ently waiting, smallpox was discovered 
in the home of Ignatius Zhlinger, of 
Franklin avenue. Mr. Zhlinger got a 
case of it in. Immediately Burgess 
Slocum ordered the home quarantined. 
Such an order had never before been 
issued in the village and the distinc- 
tion of being the first family to have 
the honor made the Zhlingers a proud 
people The quarantine did as much 
as anything else for the smallpox. The 
fact that the Zhingler house had been 
roped off brought the villagers to 
Franklin avenue in agitated rushes, to 
see the quarantine in action. Franklin 
avenue became the most popular thor- 
oughfare in the city, and taking ad- 
vantage of the advertising, real estate 
sharks started a real estate boom and 
property values soared to the skies. 
Even if the epidemic was a frost all 
the other features were very success- 
ful, and made the smallpox engage- 
ment a big hit. 

amateur minstrels and the excursion 
from Berwick was as yet only an idea 
in the brain of the railroad press agent. 
What is now the business section of 
the city was a swamp, which covered 
from Lackawanna avenue to Vine 
street and from Penn to Jefferson ave- 
nues. The court house grounds was 
the best part of the swamp and the 
only way to cross it was to wait for 
Winter to freeze it over. In Summer 
the swamp was the greatest frog pas- 
ture ever. In gangs, phalanxes and 
cohorts they resided there. A solid 
phalanx held title to the Lackawanna 
avenue end, and in chorus creaked their 
midnight lay to the Vine street clan. 
The Jefferson avenue set assembled 
on the knoll and hurled back the choral 
challenge of the Penn avenue bassos, 
while the Hollow's population fringed 
the swamp and cheered the singers on 
to greater efforts. No swamp any- 
where was half as musical and the vil- 

THE TFiR-ST :£l5T£PCrt=OD 


The smallpox scare helped immeas- 
urably to popularize the Hollow, bur 
smallpox is not a permanent asset or 
industry and the Hollowites began to 
long for something new. There were 
no means of quashing the humdrum 
monotony. Nobody had thought of 

lagers, musically inclined, hated to see 
it go. 

But people are never satisfied. Be- 
sides the frogs the swamp held lilies 
and cat-o-nine-tails, but even more was 
wanted. There were clumps of trees 
skirting the swamp and in 1850 
or thereabouts somebody suggested 



building a hotel and making the place 
a summer resort. The hotel was set 
up in the forest and it was called the 
Forest House. Had it been built in 
the swamp, it would probably have 
been called the Swamp House or the 
Swamp Root, but the promoters were 
prejudiced in favor of the forest and 
so called it. The hotel stood at the 
intersection of Wv_oming Avenue and 
Spruce^ Street where" the - always popu- 
lar Hotel Jermyn now stands, and like 
its successor the Forest House made 
a lot of money and a nationwide repu- 
tation for itself and the city. 


While the swamp frogs were doing 
their share in lending culture to the 
town, and the hotel boomers were 
picking out the site, Franklin B. Wood- 
ward was grinding out heavy editorials 

on "The End Seat Hog," "The Bumper 
Crop," and "Our Circulation for 
March." Woodward got his paper 
started in 1845 and called it the 
"Mirror and Lackawannian." It was 
some newspaper, "metropolitan in size 
and style." It had a breezy and at- 
tractive social page whereon was rec- 
orded the doings of the Hollow's smart 
set and full accounts of the June wed- 
dings. It ran a column of timetables 
and an interesting list of fire alarm 
stations. Its telegraph service was 

A. No. 1, and its local pages, besides 
being newsy and spicy, covered the 
field in fine tooth comb style. Lastly 
its sporting page was complete and 
dependable, giving running stories and 
detailed scores of all the games in the 
quoit league, and going in strong for, 
the horse situation, relating in detail 
how one David Harum put it over on 
the other and why. The Mirror had 
no competition except Horace Gree- 
ley's New York Tribune, and it ably 
reflected the life of the community. 
But the Tribune was enough of a com- 
petitor or contemporary. The people 
waited for the mail man, took the Tri- 
bunes away from him and delivered 
them next day to the subscribers. 
Those who did not subscribe for the 
Mirror borrowed the Tribune. The 
Mirror stood for this sort of support 
for two years and then, in 1847, it went 
into the hands of the receivers. Its 
failure brought keen disappointment 
to the Hollow because many of its 
readers had subscribed in a contest to 
help a friend, and of course they hated 
to see the Mirror's finish. 


Back in the forties the rich man 
had nothing on the poor neighbor in 
the matter of traveling. Neither wor- 
ried much about getting a lower berth 
on the night liner. If the prominent 
citizen or the poor dub wanted to take 
a trip, he could ride or he could walk. 
If he had a skate he rode. If he had 
none he walked and the walking was 
good, usually. Provided he owned a 
horse he stuffed an extra shirt into the 
saddle bag and cantered down the 
stretch with his head high. If the 
horse was working out taxes on the 
road, the traveler stuffed his belong- 
ings into a red bandana and hoofed it 
down the line like a major. There was 
no fussing and stewing about pas- 
senger rates and safe delivery of bag- 
gage at destination. Lucky was he 
that had baggage to be lost. 




It was in 1847 that the railroad 
microbe was discovered at work here. 
When Col. Scranton got his rolling mill 
humming and booked that order from 
the Erie, he figured, business-like, that 
if the plant was to get another order 
he ought to be in shape to deliver the 
goods. It was a little too much to ex- 
pect that the men who made the rails 
would carry them to the Erie, and so 
Colonel Scranton projected a railroad 
from Scranton to Great Bend. An ad- 
vantage he had in this road was that 
he could use the product of his own 
mills, thus satisfying the rail buying 
public that the goods were as repre- 
sented, or money refunded. The Col- 
onel finished his road in 1853 and it 
connected with the Erie at Great 
Bend. Otherwise the road was all 

It made a great railroad that line 
of the Colonel's. Immediately Hollow 
folks began to call it a trunk line, be- 
cause first day off it delivered a trunk. 
It ran one mail train a day each way 
from Scranton to Great Bend, and the 
train was known as the "Limited.'" 
Besides it was the limit. The engine 
was a woodburner and the route lay 

along the mountain sides, so that 
whenever the fire burned low the en- 
gineer could stop, get down with his 
ax and saw and cut enough kindling 
to keep the steam up for another mile 
or two. That is why you still see 
an ax and saw in the passenger 
coaches, and why the railroads still 
run along mountains — habits of the 
early days. 


The single track line from Scranton 
to Great Bend was such a boomer for 
the town that another line was laid 
out from the village to the seaboard, 
wherever that is. The line was 
planned to cut over the Poconos, and 
for two reasons. First there was plenty 
of wood on the mountains, and sec- 
ondly it was decided that over the 
Poconos was the nearest and best way 
to get to the seaboard. In 1858 this 
new division of the road was opened 
up, and a person in the mood could 
count the ties all the way from here 
to Hampton, N. J., where the division 
connected with the Central of New 
Jersey. It was an awful long way to 
go just to connect with that railroad. 



THE Tltte/vi^W was oBMcjEb To CHOP Wood A<-Oa<<} THE ROAP 

and looks like bad management to me, 
who knows nothing about such things. 
Of course it may have been all right 
if there were rails or something to 
deliver, but if it was built just for 
the fun of connecting with the Central, 
I repeat there was nothing to be 
gained. Railroads should be more 

while its elder sisters, Hyde Park and 
Providence were napping over their 
knitting. Providence finally got so 
peeved at the strides the Hollow was 
taking that along in 1849 it up and 
decided to be a borough. It might as 
well be that. Accordingly in 1849 the 
village of Providence was incorpor- 
ated a borough, with J. R. Wint, bur- 

oi-S) /M/w H^(Z.f2iso/v JA*Jl/ED THE R"e/5\u. STUFF 


In the late forties and early fifties 
things certainly were looking up for 
the Hollow. There were the small- 
pox, the steel mills, the railroad run- 
ning two ways, the frogs and the For- 
est House, not to forget the forges 
that had gone out of business. Har- 
rison town was apparently wide awake 

gess; S. Gardner, Asa Coursen and Ira 
Tripp, councilmen; David Koon, jus- 
tice of the peace; Francis Fuller, con- 
stable, and Theodore Von Storch, 
assessor. The news of this advance- 
ment of Providence spread like wild- 
fire, and the news that it was not only 
a borough but had a constable nettled 
the proud Hollow. Schemes were 



cooked up for evening the score. It 
would never do to trail behind with a 
constable, so the Hollow settled on 
getting a postmaster and John W. 
Moore got the job. Better still there 
was mail for the office. J. C. Piatt 
dropped into Moore's place one day to 
get the latest quotations on stamps 
and lo ! there was a letter and a news- 
paper for Mr. Piatt, the first mail re- 
ceived through the new office. Mr. 
Piatt complimented Mr. Moore on the 
efficiency of the service, and that same 
night a letter on the postal system 
and its advantages was contributed to 
the editor. "Fair play" replied. "An 
Old Subscriber" answered "Fair Play." 
"Pro Bono Publico" advocated cheaper 
postage, and the habit of writing to 
the editor started then and there. 

made a borough spread like wildfire. 
Hyde Park heard it as soon afterwards 
as 1852 and there was nothing that 
Providence did or had that Hyde Park 
could not duplicate, so the Hyde 
Parkers said. Consequently on May 4, 
1852, Hyde Park became a borough 
and William Merrifield was named the 
burgess. The first borough election 
was held March 14, 1854, at James 
Phinney's hotel. Joseph S. Fellows 
was elected burgess over A. S. Crowell 
after a heartbreaking race. The cam- 
paign managers of both candidates 
gave out fine statements to the papers 
on the eve of the election. 

Each chairman said : "The fight is 
over. The people know the issues and 
are prepared to announce their ver- 
dict. We leave the case in their hands. 

it Wfls RAU5 m\ "HE. " I A 


That postoffice stirred the village to 
do its best striding. Harrison threat- 
ened to head off New York. To ac- 
complish this it was suggested that 
the town get a new name or an alias, 
so that New York would not know 
what was going on until it was passed 
and taking the Hollow's dust. The 
idea met with favor and on April 1, 
]850, folks called the place "Scran- 
tonia." Why the April 1, I do not 
know. Of course the date was against 
success so on January 27, 1851, the 
town council dropped the "ia," and 
let it stand at "Scranton." 


As I have already observed, in 1849, 
the news that Providence had been 

We have tried to carry on a clean 
campaign without entering into per- 
sonalities and mud-slinging to deceive 
the voters or to becloud the real issues. 
The people cannot be fooled and you 
cannot throw dust into their eyes. We 
clear'y defined the issues at stake and 
we will abide by the result." 

When the votes were counted late 
that night it was announced that Fel- 
I.tws got seventy-two and Crowell one. 
Why they gave him the one has never 
been explained. 


In 1853 the D., L. & W. people 
began to take the valley seriously. 
With the rolling mill rolling on and 
the road running to Great Bend the 
enterprising management sat up and 
said: "Why not get a piece of this?" 



AM E-jLtcTioAf BooTH vyx) <=, A^eeOEO so 

So that year the railroad hired Prof. 
H. D. Rogers, of Boston, to investi- 
gate the coal measures of the com- 
pany's property. The professor meas- 
ured. He reported the measures of 
standard size and satisfied the com- 
pany that it was not being cheated. 
From that day to this the Lacka- 
wanna coal measures have been re- 
garded as being too good to be aban- 
doned. Nothing, after all, like investi- 
gating your measures and knowing 
just what they measure. 


The failure of Editor Woodward to 
get out his Mirror and Lackawannian 
after 1847, left the settlement shy of 
reading, material iot six years. In 
1853 another stab at getting a news- 
paper started was made. C. E. Lath- 
rope published the Lackawanna Her- 
ald. That's all I know about that 
paper. It was published. It went 
strong and it went fast. Two years 
later, in 1855, Thomas J. Allegar and 
John B. Adams started an esteemed 
contemporary and called it the Spirit 
of the Valley — Green or otherwise. 
The Spirit was the first Democratic 
paper here and it was a fine party 
organ. It did yeoman service in edi- 
torially lambasting the "Machine" and 

the "Steam Roller," and it showed up 
the scheming and machinations of 
"the ring" to get hold of the distribu- 
tion of the "plums." So it must have 
been a good paper. In 1856 it had 
Lithrope's Herald lying against the 
ropes with its tongue out and the up- 
shot was a consolidation. 

They called the merged journals 
The Herald of the Union. Judged by 
its name, one would think the inten- 
tion was to keep the Union intact, and 
that it circulated throughout the 
United States and territories and that 
its editorials swayed Congresses and 
governed diplomatic deals. That is an 
erroneous notion. It did none of those t 
things. What it did was to struggle 
on and on until one day it went down 
in a heap and the sheriff subscribed for 
it bodily. That same year, 1856, 
Theodore Smith, of Montrose, launch- 
ed the Scranton Daily Republican. 
Eleven years later, 1867, J. A. Scranton 
bought a half interest, and in two 
years more Mr. Scranton got it all. In 
November, 1867, he began printing 
the Morning Republican. Newspapers 
came and died in quick order after the 
Republican got a foothold. The Scran- 
ton Times was introduced in 1870 by 
J. A. Clarke, with Aaron Augustus 
Chase as editor. He held that chair 
down for fourteen years and Aaron 
was some editor. 



CHAPTER XXXIII. 1856. First of all it ceased to be a 

About the time the newspapers were village, being incorporated into a bor- 

having their innings, the tax problem ough on February 14, 1856. This put 

was interesting those who could not it once more on an equal footing with 

dodge the Assessor. In 1854 the tax Hyde Park and Providence. Joseph 

duplicate demanded $50.50 for dogs. 
That seems high when you remember 
the character of the dog. Benjamin 
Fellows was the collector — of taxes, 
net dogs — and since every man aimed 
to own a dog, tax collecting was nice 
pie. Here and there he found a man 
who had to confess that he did not 
own a dog and such men had little 
standing in the community. The dog 
was the badge, the barking and biting 
badge of solid citizenship and no mat- 
ter what else a man might have been 
forced to get along without he en- 
deavored to keep at least one dog, just 
as some men today try to get along 
with one automobile. It meant sac- 
rifice but they would have their dogs 
in those days. 

Slocum was the burgess ; James Har- 
rington, J. C. Piatt, John Nichelser, 
D. K. Kressler and W. W. Ward, 
councilmen, Mr. Piatt being also sec- 
retary of the borough and council. 
The town was still feeling all dolled 
up in its new borough toga, when on 
February 25, 1857, it became noised 
about that folks were getting tired 
wading the Lackawanna river to get 
to Hyde Park and Providence and 
home again. A joint meeting of the 
councils of Scranton, Hyde Park and 
Providence was held that day and 
Engineer Joel Amsden was called on 
the rug. Amsden was ordered to get 
out his pencils and make a profile of a 
bridge and the estimate of the cost of 
stringing it over the river. Next day 

\MH&*J THE "feRlOqe <?<JESTio<\j c/^(^e uf> &E>ORE CooaJci 


CHAPTER XXXIV. the citizens met in the Wyoming 

Heroic and earnest efforts to get on House and Amsden reported that a 

its feet were made by the village in wire bridge would cost $8,980 and a 



truss bridge, $7,500. After the meet- 
ing the citizens lingered in the hotel 
talking bridge but there was no play- 
ing. "Seven up" was their limit in 
those days. 

Before this bridge question is fur- 
ther considered there is another thing 
that must get proper reference. In 
October, 1857, the High Constable sug- 
gested that a police force might aid 
in securing sleep o' nights. The H. C. 
put in the names of J. L. Grier, Rich- 

the one made up for the shortage later 


It has always been a question 
whether or not the Civil War inter- 
fered with the development of the 
town. I suppose it did or did not. 
When the war came it was understood 
that business was meant and the 

I'He Cops CoT oaj-e "B'E^^/-FoK-'E^C«'''PlA)Crt- 

ard Stillwell, Warren Tewksbury and 
Patrick Blewitt for the jobs. They 
were to get $1 for each "pinch" of 
legal size. All hands enjoyed the new 
game of "Cheese It, Kelly ; the Cop," 
and some men went so far as to say 
they thought the improvement should 
have been made years before. In fact 
the popularity of the force was such 
that in May, 1857, the contract was let 
for a lockup to cost $575. Many folks 
thought the lockup was needed more 
than the bridge and it furnished an 
interesting topic for the debating and 
literary clubs of that time. 

In other respects also, 1857 was a 
record year for the borough, the Hol- 
low, the village, whichever it was. 
There were five hotels, two bankers, 
one brewery, one undertaker, two 
saloons, two liquor dealers and two 
barbers. How the place managed to 
get along with only one brewery is 
more than I can tell. I can under- 
stand the two barbers, the two bank- 
ers and one undertaker but only one 
brewery is beyond me. I guess other 
folks have thought the same thing for 

sturdy borough folk were ready for 
business. They made real soldiers. 
When Lincoln called for volunteers, 
he did not have to call the second 
time, not this way. The Eighth, the 
Fifteenth, the Fifty-Second, the 
Seventy-Seventh and the One Hun- 
dred and Forty-Third regiments lined 
up and marched away to take what- 
ever Fate placed on the menu. The 
143rd got shot to pieces in the Wild- 
erness and got another hearty dose 
at Gettysburg. Colonel Musser was 
laid low in the Wilderness and Lieut 
Ezra S. Griffin was mortally wounded 
in the same tussle. 

Still with all that enlisted of their 
own volition the government called 
for more. In 1864, March 25, the bor- 
ough of Hyde Park was authorized by 
the act of assembly to pay a bounty of 
$300 for each volunteer going to the 
army. The soldiers could have the 
$300 in seven per cent, bonds or in 
bulk from the sale of the bonds. Many 
a volunteer elected to take the roll 
outright, and after getting the bundle 
more than one man caught a freight 




"<7o»/s/<7 To THE ''P'SO^/T"- 

and headed for Canada. They called 
this bounty jumping and every man 
caught at it certainly got "his." It 
was all right and fine to take the $300 
but the rules of the game provided 
that the taker of the coin should report 
in Harrisburg. If a man did not re- 
port he would have to have more than 
a doctor's certificate of illness to 
squirm out of the consequences. 


The surrender of Lee and the end 
of the war brought peace to more 
than the North and South. Scranton, 
Providence and Hyde Park which had 

three boroughs clasped hands and 
after playing ring-around-the-posy, 
settled down under one government 
as the city of Scranton. The charter 
was granted April 23, 1866, and the 
first mayor was E. S. M. Hill, elected 
over Godfrey by 1373 to 1185. That 
was the start of the run of mayors 
on the town. After Hill came Monies 
in 1869 ; M. W. Loftus in 1872 ; Robert 
H. McKune in 1875; T. V. Powderly 
in 1878, 1880 and 1882 ; F. A. Beamish, 
1884; Ezra H. Ripple, 1886; J. H. Fel- 
lows, 1890; W. L. Connell, 1893 J. G. 
Bailey, 1896; James Moir, 1899. 

Moir was "ousted" by the "Ripper 
Act" a piece of legislation designed 
far getting rid of mayors that the 

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been warring for years came together Harrisburg statesmen did not want, 

under a sort of early Erdman act and and the title of the office was changed 

voted to bury the ax and live there- to "Recorder." W. L. Connell got 

after as one. The result was that the Moir's job and when he finished the 



term, Alex T. Connell was elected in 
1903, and the name "Mayor" was re- 
stored. After A. T. Connell came J. 
Benj. Dimmick in 1906 and John Von 
Bergen was elected in 1909. He is 
still holding down the job, while this 
history is in preparation. 

There were other events of note in 
1866. The Scranton Gas and Water 
Company decided to stop taking its 
supply from the Lackawanna and to 
sample the Roaring Brook. The Hook 
and Ladder Company was organized 
with John W. Gregory, president. 
The Hook and Ladder were new 
things in the fighting line and the 
company was eqriipped with every- 

named for him, presided and M. H. 
Dale acted as secretary. General 
Phinney was elected president of the 
board, and the secretary job went to 
Lewis Pugh. To make sure that all 
small business men would join the 
dues were made $50 a year. That was 
not so high considering. 


Probably no single event was more 
propitious to the march of prosperity 
than the opening of the town jail. 
During the early and late seventies the 
county jail was in Wilkes-Barre as 


thing essential except a reappearing 

One more important event in 1866. 
Providence had agreed to enter the 
union on condition that some means 
were provided for getting its people 
into Scranton proper. They were tired 
of walking. A street car line was sug- 
gested and sounded so practicable that 
a street railway was built from Scran- 
ton to the "Square" in 1866. How 
would you like to be the conductor? 


So we were a city at last and a 
city has to keep growing. To provide 
a tonic a board of trade was organized 
December 12, 1867. It was called the 
Scranton Board of Trade. At the 
organization meeting General Elisha 
Phinney, who had a hose company 

Scranton was still playing at the knees 
of the mother county. But a few 
enterprising men of independent spirit 
figured out that we ought to have 
our own jail. Nobody of any account 
fought for the project and a jail was 
built and began business. The bastile 
stood back of the present Bell Tele- 
phone Exchange in a Court and one 
entered by way of _C enter .Street. It 
was one of the best conducted jails in 
the country and one of the most popu- 
lar. Its rules were rigid and ironclad. 
The keepers would not stand any 
monkey business around the place. If 
a prisoner managed to get in, either 
by pull or merit, he had to obey the 
rules or get out. Only prisoners of 
prestige were admitted, and when one 
got in he was togged out in a nice new 
horizontal barred suit with cap to 
match. He was up at six bells and if 
not wanted particularly in the place, 



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he went down town and boosted for 
the bastile. The rules provided that 
all prisoners should be off the streets 
and in their rooms at 9 :30 p. m., unless 
they had a special permit from the 
dean or warden to stay out later. 
Once in a while some business or 
other would keep a prisoner out after 
that hour. If the warden believed the 
man's excuse and was satisfied that 
the rules and etiquette of the house 

refused admittance to the jail on any 
account. Many men, it is said, lost 
good places and nice quiet rooms in 
the jail, by not being on the level with 
the warden. In the course of years 
the system met with so much abuse 
that many men who ought to be in 
jail could not get in, no matter what 
influence they had or how much they 
deserved reward. 

had not been violated, he wajs ad- 
mitted, but if the warden found the 
man to be lying and trying to deceive, 
that man was not allowed to enter the 
doors. And thereafter, that man was 


Applications for admittance to the 
jail piled up so fast that in 1881 a plan 
was adopted for accepting candidates 



in order of registration. The plan was 
to have a court pass on all applicants 
and a court house where examinations 
and trials could be held. Three years 
before, in 1878, the County of Lacka- 
wanna had cut loose from Luzerne and 
there were many people who favored 
having a court house on general prin- 

For the first three years the baby 
county did fairly well without a court 
house. The offices were filled and the 
salaries were going on so the officials 
were not spending much time worry- 

strangers to the district attorney. It 
took a man three days to make the 
rounds of the county offices and he 
had to know the streets to find the 

So the court house was considered 
a public necessity. The contract for 
the building was let January 6, 1881. 
On March 1, 1884, the officers began 
to move in and it was an event for the 
city. The lawyers were particularly 
delighted. At last they had one large 
room where they could talk as loud as 
they wanted. And that one feature 

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ing. But it was an inconvenience, this 
thing of having the offices scattered. 
The sheriff had his office in one build- 
ing on one street, and the recorder 
of deeds was in another building in 
another part of the city. The clerk 
of the courts might have a room fitted 
up in his home, and the prothonotary 
might have a corner of a shoemaker's 
shop for desk room and ink bottle. 
The court room was on the top floor 
of the Samter building at Lackawanna 
and Penn Avenues, but for a stranger 
to find a county office it was necessary 
to advertise in the papers and hire 
kids to distribute hand bills. Besides 
the county officers were always strang- 
ers to one another. The sheriff had 
no way of knowing the treasurer and 
the county commissioners were total 

established the new court house as a 
huge success. 


Still the improvements came. First 
the lockup, then a poor house, then the 
court house, all sign posts in the march 
of progress. The court house did 
splendid work from the start, the 
courts especially, doing nobly. The 
confusion incident to the jail appli- 
cants coming in a jumble was elimin- 
ated. When the courts got going each 
applicant came before the bar, proved 
his eligibility and forthwith was as- 
signed for a fixed period. But more 
room was needed for the assignees, so 
the county jail was planned. The jail 



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contract was let in the early eighties 
and in December, 1886, E. L. Walter, 
the architect, and Conrad Schroeder, 
contractor, turned the building over 
to the county. It cost $154,219 and 
was worth every cent it cost. Good 
jails are always worth the price paid 
for them. Ours is an ideal jail, and 
because of that fact many people form 
the habit of spending part of each year 
there, just as other people whose tastes 
lie in other directions favor Atlantic 


If this document is to have any 
reference value at all it must embrace 

Hollow, Harrison or Scranton had its 
Lady Washingtons. Hyde Park was 
proud of its Franklins and Providence 
money went on the Liberties. Then 
there were the Nay Augs and the Nep- 
tunes in the center of Scranton. 

Anything that smacked of fire com- 
manded their attention. As soon as 
word arrived that there was fire in a 
house or store, that company in whose 
district the blaze was, held a meeting. 
If it was voted to visit the conflagra- 
tion some one hustled out and bor- 
rowed a horse. If a horse could not 
be had the firemen volunteered to drag 
the apparatus with ropes. Hence they 
were called "volunteers." 

If the fire was the right sort of a 

A /^ieeT'~<; was, alwavs «e<-d To biscuss The f»«s 

a word about the fire department. 
When the town was split up into clans, 
Hyde Park, Providence and Harrison, 
each had its fire company. Slocum 

fire it would wait until the firemen 
arrived and give them a chance to put 
it out. Sometimes, though, the fire 
would be in a hurry, or maybe have 



an engagement elsewhere. Then there 
was no waiting for the volunteers, and 
when the companies got on the ground 
the blaze was out. 

In those days each company had a 
pipeman, an ax man and a nozzler. 
The pipeman did the piping to the 
crowd. The ax man was authorized 
to start swinging the ax the minute he 
got within range of the doomed build- 
ing. A good ax man was a big asset 
to any company, and he could do more 
destruction in five minutes than the 
flames could do in half a day. The 
nozzler was the gink that held the hose 
and swore at the lack of water pres- 
sure. All the romance and sentiment 
were taken out of fire fighting when 
the companies were placed on a paid 
basis, and another thing, it was noticed 
that fires lost their popularity. 

It has already been said that a street 
car line was opened between Scranton 
and Providence in 1866. More like 

that one came in quick order. There 
was a Green Ridge line, a Hyde Park 
line and a crosstown line to Nay Aug 
The fare was five cents. The con- 
ductor never disputed that the car and 

horses belonged to the company. Ac- 
cording to the traffic rules it was up 
to the company to furnish the cars ana 
the horses. It was easy to get the 
cars but horses were scarce. As soon 
as the milkmen got through with their 
morning routes they rented their 
horses to the car companies, and for a 
long time it was a tough game for the 
drivers to keep the horses from drag- 
ging the cars zig-zag through the 
streets and stopping at every other 
door. To deceive the horse into think- 
ing that it was still delivering milk a 
tiny bell jangled from the car tongue. 
Each car held ten passengers, more or 
less, and made trips between points, 
provided the horses held up. 

The passengers paid the conductor. 
He paid the driver and if both ad- 
mitted to the management that they 
had made a fair day's wages their 
honesty was not questioned. The 
horse car lasted until electricity came 
to the front, and with that nobody 
wanted to be a car conductor if he 
could help himself. All the fascina- 
tion left the job when the horse re- 
tired from the track and went back 
on the milk routes. 

I am most reliably misinformed that 
Lackawanna Avenue once had Broad- 
way looking like a forgotten cowpath. 
From the river front to the company 
store which stood a block or so east 
of the Hotel Casey, the city's principal 
thoroughfare in those early days was 
distinct, unique, in a class by itself. 
The buildings, the business and the 
street harmonized. You saw no pave 
holes for there was no pave. Each 
business house had its best line of 
goods in the basement and you did not 
have to bother with an elevator to get 
to it. Before each emporium was a 
hitching post, for many uses. You 
could tie the horse, the husband or 
the cow there. Everybody along the 
highway owned geese and if they had 
no geese they all had ducks. No other 
fowl could live on the street. 



The natural topography made the 
street ideal for ducks, and the game 
laws for their preservation were strict. 
Under the penal code no man could 
rush more than one duck at a time, 
and while many men were fond of the 
frolic there were very few arrests for 

For the women folks there was an- 
other diversion. It was known as 
"stilting." The principal stores, the 
big hives of commerce, joined in pro- 
moting this pastime. Full page "ads" 
were carried in the newspapers prior 
to each bargain day. Two days be- 
fore the sale, each competing store 
dispatched a wagon, loaded down with 

that will live long in the memory of 
the "Oldest Settlers." 

Gradually "shopping on stilts" faded 
out as the city grew to the paved 
street age. 


So the place grew. Along in the 
eighties it began to grow an inch or 
more every twenty-four hours. When 
the humble citizen awakened of morn- 
ing he found on all sides of him, build- 
ing going up that he had not noticed 
the last time he looked their way. John 
Jermyn, for instance, saw all this. 

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stilts, from headquarters. The wagon 
distributed the stilts to the housewives 
and when Monday morning came they 
abandoned their washing. 

Each good housewife adjusted her 
pair and pegged off the bargain clean- 
up. The practice was known as shop- 
ping on stilts and it was exceedingly 
popular. It had this advantage. The 
shoppers never complained of the city 
administration not keeping the cross- 
walks clean. A rush of shoppers, all 
on stilts, and storming an entrance to 
a bargain counter, made a spectacle 

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"I'll help it along," said he. "I'll 
pitch in and build up Wyomin g Ave- 
nue, with a building or two, or maybe 
three." So Mr. Jermyn up and at it. 
He put up the Coal Exchange and 
what a hit it made? Had an elevator, 
too. Every lawyer and doctor wanted 
to get rooms in the Coal Exchange be- 
cause they knew that men would sue 
each other hustling for a ride in the 
elevator, and that men, women and 
children would pretend illness, just to 
get to the "doc" via the elevator. Fine 
sport it was ; better than the old time 



excursion, that first ride on the Coal 
Exchange elevator. 


Down in Pottsville was a man 
named Thomas J. Foster. He had 
heard, either of the elevator or of an 
office building in Scranton called the 
Coal Exchange. Foster was editing 
a little paper in the interest of the 
miner. Hearing that the Scranton 
office building was called the Coal 
Exchange, Scranton sounded good to 
T. J. F. 

"That for me," quoth he. "If I can 
land an office there, I'll switch from 

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Pottsville right away." He got the 
office and moved his desk to the Coal 
Exchange, and because he did so, we 
landed the "I. C. S." 


Mr. Foster was then publishing his 
pamphlet, "Mines and Minerals." It 
taught miners things miners ought to 
know. He taught more miners than 
ever, once he got planted here, and 
his little paper was going fine. 

"Nice service for a man to be of 
some assistance to his fellow men" 
mused T. J. F. once, in a musing mood. 
"If I can help the miner why not let 
the man who is not a miner in on the 
other good thing too?" Whereat he 
mused harder than ever. 

"There are a lot of men in this city 
who might get up a peg if they get 
the helping hand," the thought occur- 
red to him. "If there are a lot in 
Scranton there must be a lot in every 
city, every town, every village, every 
hamlet, every spot on the globe who 
might get up by the same process. 

The harder Mr. Foster considered 
the picture, the brighter was the pros- 
pect and he went to it with his best 
vim. Result, he figured out a scheme 
for every man. He had the miner 
down pat. His task was to prescribe 
for every man in every line of work 
and help that man along. 

Thus came the International Cor- 
respondence Schools. Mr. Foster is 
still directing matters in this year of 
our Lord, A. D. 1913. He'll never stop. 
He used to teach a little class of miners 
through his little paper. He is now 
teaching some 1,500,000 men, boys and 
girls and they say that if all the I. C. 
S. students were to join hands in 
"crack-the-whip" style, the line would 
encircle the earth. 




It would not be right to let the im- 
pression get out that all John Jermyn 
did was to provide an office building 
for T. J. Foster. Not at all. Neither 
Bancroft, nor myself, nor any other 

place it will always hold. Fine hotel 
it is ; a fine hotel it will always be. 

While we are on this hotel subject 
let us finish it, and he "did." The 
Jermyn marked the death of the Wyo- 
ming House, too. There sure was 

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historian that is careful of his "rep" 
would let such a thing take place. I 
said Mr. Jermyn was there to build up 
the town. You bet he was. Looking 
over the field one morning he spotted 
a bevy of birds hauling their nests 
from the eaves of the old Forest 

"If the sparrows are kicking on their 
quarters it will soon be good night 
guests," he reflected. At that the 
Forest House was about all in. It still 
had the shingles and the porch chairs 
and Merryweather, the barber, and 
Jack Nealis, its cab driver. But it was 
going down hill with age. 

"I'll put up a hotel on that corner," 
said John Jermyn. "I'll give this town 
one real hotel. I won't let money 
stand in the way and the more it costs 
me, the better I'll like it. So in that 
John Jermynish way o' his'n he order- 
ed his architect to get up the p^ns. 
Next thing the town knew, the wreck- 
ing crew was pulling down the Forest 
House to make way for the Hotel 

The Jermyn jumped into a place 
among the best hotels in the East, a 

some hotel. My, what a distinction it 
was for a man so fortunate as to walk 
down those marble stairs, and leaH 
against the iron fence enclosing the 

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lawn, and nibble at a goose quill tooth- 

But even goose quill toothpicks can- 



not keep a first-class hotel going. The 
traveling men all steered for the 
Jermyn, and in 1890, the Wyoming 
House bit the dust. 

Fine hotel, too, is the Casey. Fine 
for the city ; fine for the traveling men ; 
fine for the builders and a fine hotel it 
always will be. 


Scranton was known as a one hotel 
town for about twenty years. This 
ought not to have been but it was the 
case. The Jermyn was the city's only 
big hotel. In 1909, A. J. Casey and 
P. J. Casey, brothers, got to thinking, 
and when they began to think you 


The law business has been with us 
a long time. Away back in the 1770's 
our old friend Judge Rush used to 
hike it up from Philadelphia to Wilkes- 
Barre, once a month or so, and ladle 
out justice in honest measure. Bye and 
bye, Wilkes-Barre grew a crop of law- 
yers and set up shop for itself. Scran- 

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could watch for something. They 
never did things by halves, quarters or 
fractions ; only in wholes and right. 
They had been doing a lot of things 
to boost the city and there was no 
great surprise when it was announced 
that they would build a new hotel. 
Folks sort of settled down to the be- 
lief that if anybody would, it would 
be the Casey Brothers, and having set- 
tled down to this feeling folks knew, 
too, that when they did build, their 
work would stand up to any test of 
criticism and get by with a mark of 
100 per cent. — the "perfect hotel." 

The hotel was built. It was thrown 
open January 21, 1911. It cost some- 
thing like three-quarters of a million, 
maybe more. When people heard it 
cost that much, they said: "Worth all 
it cost." 

ton dealt exclusively in Wilkes-Barre 
law as 'ong as the settlement belonged 
to Luzerne, but with the secession and 
the building and dedicating of the 
home court house, Scranton and Lack- 
awanna County went in to develop 
lawyers to take care of the demand. 

In the old days the court room was 
in Washington Hall— top TJbor of the 
present S amter build ing at Lacka- 
wanna and~Penn Avenues. A session 
of court was a~gfeaf~event, but better 
still were the lawyers engaged in the 
session. In those days the lawyer's 
main asset was lung force. The lawyer 
that could talk longest and loudest 
was the successful Joseph Choate of 
those times. So the law student 
studied volume, wind-jamming and en- 
durance. The idea pounded into the 
young man's head was that law was 



incidental, the winning factor being 
the ability to talk loud enough to scare 
a jury. As soon as the lawyer had 
developed skill to a degree that the 
jurors would tremble at the turning 
on of the oratorical valve, that lawyer 
could bank on winning the verdict. So 
for weeks at a stretch, before the open- 
ing of court, the busy practitioner ate 
lemons, blew bass horns and went into 
the woods and shouted, "Help," with 
all his might. He could tell by the 
trembling of the leaves, when he had 
attained sufficient lung power to sway 
the "twelve men, good and true." 

This style of lawyer has dropped 
out. There are none of them around 
the corner nowadays. The lawyer at 
the Lackawanna County bar is the 

Sartorially, the town in the old days, 
dressed the part. The early clothier 
here put Ward McAllister in the run- 
ning for the championship belt for the 
best dressed man. Our first clothing 
houses were wonderful emporiums, yes 
indeed. The progressive outfitter 
never thought of making a splurge 
without a lineup of "dummies" to 
show off the clothes. Before each 
competing store you found a row of 
plaster of paris effigies, with fierce 
moustachios,wild shaggy eyebrows and 
Indian hair. They were put out front 
to scare the folks away, the proprietor 
aiming all the time, it seemed, to put 
the clothes on the scare crows and not 
on the customers. The face of the 

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finished, polished, thorough lawyer, 
the lawyer who knows his law and 
who has put the soft pedal on the noise 
feature. What's more, the Scranton 
lawyer gets into every branch of law 
known, with the possible exceptions of 
admiralty and international law. For 
every sort of question that troubles the 
human mind the Scranton lawyer is up 
on the law applicable to that question. 

mannikin lasted a season or two, then 
crumbled like a bad job of concreting, 
but the clothes remained, changing 
shades with the seasons. 

In the course of years, however, the 
clothing game advanced to scientific 
stages and the sale of clothing became 
an art. Now the city boasts of the best 
clothing houses in the United States. 
If you want a suit you don't have to 



clip the sheep and weave a homespun 
garment. If you are after service, fit, 
style, quality and clothes that raise 
you to the well dressed man class you 
can get them at any of our Scranton 
Clothing Stores — Bee-leave me. 

From a stopping place on the old 
north and south turnpike, Scranton 
has grown to be the third city in Penn- 
sylvania. Its grist mill that employed 
three men, has been replaced by hun- 
dreds of industrial plants that employ 
35,000 men and boys and that send 
their product to every part of the 
world. The population has grown 
from the few members of the Slocum 
family and their friends to 130,000 per- 
sons in 1910. More than 600,000 white 
people count the city their commercial" 
center. Its first log cabin church was 
the forerunner of 125 churches, chapels 
and missions. Its first school that was 
haunted by Indians has given place to 
an educational system second to none 
in the country, a system that owns 
property valued at close to three 
million dollars, that teaches 21,800 
pupils in forty-seven buildings and 
seventeen annexes and that employs 
565 teachers. Its mines produce twenty 
million tons of anthracite coal every 
year, and the product at the mine 
mouth is valued at $46,000,000. .Eigh- 
teen banks and three trust companies, 
capitalized at close to $5,000,000 are 
depositaries-for the wealth of the peo- 
ple, and the people have in them more 
■than $40,000,000. Trolley tracks dot 
every street and bring every home into 
the heart of the city. The log cabins 
of the "first settlers" have been razed 
to make way for palatial residences 
and giant business blocks. Six theaters 
and a score of moving picture houses, 
furnish the people amusement and re- 
place the excitement of the old Indian 
days. Two of the best hotels in the 
state provide rest and refreshment for 
the travelers and home folk. The big- 
gest silk mill in the world is here, the 
Sauquoit. The Scranton Button 

Works has the biggest plant of its 
kind in the world, a plant that turns 
out 3,000,000 buttons a day, and con- 
siders buttons only a small part of 
its business. The Scran/ton Textile 
Company has the biggest plant of its 
kind in the country. Reservoirs on the 
east mountain store 460 days water 
supply for the entire city. 

The Eureka Company's plant sup- 
plies the world with trading stamps, 
grinding out about ten million every 

If the "first settler" could come back 
and see in booming, thriving Scranton 
the Slocum Hollow ©f his day, he might 
well wonder. Paved streets replace the 
old trails and mud-rutted roads. Elec- 
tric lights turn night into day. Noth- 
ing is left of the old Hollow but its 

Even the pioneer miners would not 
know the Scranton of 1913. A half 
century ago mining was the only in- 
dustry. Now, although the mines 
give employment to thousands of men, 
many thousands of workers find plenty 
to do in the hundreds of manufactur- 
ing plants whose whistles arouse the 
valley every morning. The heavy 
hardware output here is a big industry. 
Engines, boilers, locomotives and 
railroad cars are made in Scranton. 
Stoves, furnaces, grates, blowers, 
scales and screens, bolts and nuts, 
axles and springs, mining machinery, 
pumps and brass goods with the name 
"Scranton" chiselled in them go to all 
parts of the world. ,Qne;liiird of all 
the silk made in the United States is 
turned out in Scranton .from the raw 
material. The Scranton Lace Mills 
are the biggest in the world. Piano 
players the world over punch Scranton 
made keys and get music out of our 
pianos. Scranton made safety lamps 
save lives in many mines, and are 
used on United States battleships in 
the powder magazines. Children the 
country over chew Scranton made 
candies, and men Scranton made to- 

Here are a few of the things turned 
out in Scranton shops, today, where in 



the old Hollow the mill was the only 
industry: Abrasive wheels, advertis- 
ing specialties, ale, briquettes, axles, 
beers, bolts and nuts, boilers, bread, 
brass goods, brooms and brushes, but- 
tons, cabinet work, cars, carriages, caps 
and hats, cigars, cloaks and suits, coal, 
cut glass, doors, electrical supplies, 
embroidery, engraving, engines, flour, 
forgings, furnaces, grate bars, hides 
and leather, horse shoes, hydraulic 
machinery, iron goods, iron fences, 
knit goods, lace curtains, lithographs, 
macaroni, mattresses, mine supplies, 
mine lamps, mine machinery, meat 
packing, ostrich feathers, paper bags 
and boxes, pianos, plaster, plumbing 

supplies, medicines, railroad supplies, 
rugs, scales, screens, shirts and over- 
alls, silk, silk making machines, skirts, 
soap, springs, steam pumps, steam 
heaters, stoves, sugar machinery, tele- 
phone appliances, tobacco, toilet ar- 
ticles, trading stamps, turbine water 
wheels, underwear, wagons, whet- 
stones and woolen goods. 

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once it got to growing it grew fast. 
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WATER, water everywhere. Plenty of it to drink; plenty of it to bathe in; plenty 
of it to launder with; plenty of it to sprinkle the lawn and lay the dust in the 
roadway. Cold water; pure water; best water in the country. No city can lire 
without water, and no city can get far without good water. Scranton is 
alive. It's going to go the limit too, and its water is going to help in the race. 
They talked of King Coal and King Iron, but after all the Water King is the Emperor, 
and W. W. Scranton is water king here. His first name stands for Water. His 
middle name stands for Water. He has spent the best part of his life giving Scran- 
ton good water and it is a life well spent. Everybody knows W. W. Scranton. 
Everybody has him figured for our leading citizen. And he delivers the goods. 

The city is named after his family, and he has done more for the city than 
any man I have been able to meet since I came here. He keeps its thirst down; 
he keeps it clean; he keeps its streets free from dust. What more can you ask 
from any man. Yale man, 1865, bow oar of the first crew that ever beat Harvard in 
an university race. Strongest man that ever worked in the old Scranton steel mills, and 
there were some strong boys in those days. Started at the bottom and worked all 
the way through from barrow boy to superintendent. Went to Europe to learn the 
business, a.nd been going there on and off ever since. Made the Scranton Gas 
and Water Company the best property of its kind in the country. Gave the town 
gas and electric lights, too, in the old days. Spared nothing to give Scranton good 
water. I'm for W. W. 





HENRY BELIN, JR., is one of the big figures in the development of Scranton and 
of the coal industry here. For years he has supplied the powder without which 
coal mining is impossible. In the early days of coal mining the mine owner 
was confronted with one big difficulty — either he had no powder to get out the 
coal or the powder he might get after long delays was not as it ought to be. Henry 
Belin. Jr., overcame that difficulty of the operator. He made the kind of powder 
that was needed and wherever coal is mined the Belin powder blows it out. He is 
president of the Dupont Powder Company, director of the First National Bank, 
director of the Lackawanna Trust and Safe Deposit Company and vice-president of 
the Scranton Lace Curtain Company, one of the city's foremost industries. Public 
spirited and of a charitable disposition he has been active in Red Cross affairs 
and has been prominent in most movements that tended to develop the city or better 
the life of the community. He is a member of the Scranton Club, the Country Club 
and the University Club, of Philadelphia. 



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JAMES A. LINEN is the dean of Scranton bankers. For close to half century 
he has given his time to helping make the First National Bank the biggest and 
must successful banking house in this end of the State. Beginning in 1865 as 
teller, he was (made cashier three months later, at the age of twenty-five and won his 
way to the presidency in November, 1891. For more than twenty years president 
of the bank, resigning in 1913 to become Chairman of the Board of Directors. No 
man here has more intimate knowledge of financial conditions. Born in Greenfield 
township, June 23, 1840. Educated In the public schools of New York and High 
School and Academy of Newark. Entered Wall Street Notebroker's office at seven- 
teen and stayed there until the call to arms. Enlisted Twenty-Sixth New Jersey 
Infantry. 1862. Elected second lieutenant and later first lieutenant and honorably 
discharged after nine months' service. Eighteen months cash clerk in quarter- 
master's department, Central Kentucky district. Elected to board of managers of 
the Delaware and Hudson 'Railroad in 1906. Pioneer baseball player. The real 
Mathewson of the old days. In the Summer of 1863, pitched for the All Nine of 
Newark, against Philadelphia All Nine anl beat them 9 to 6. McBride and Pratt 
pitched for Philadelphia. No professionals those days. The same Summer went 
in the box for the Sixth Corps against the Third Corps for Army championship, and 
whipped the Third out of sight. Started first baseball nine in Scranton. Botsford, 
of Second National, was his catcher. Game got so exciting that Messrs. Botsford 
and Linen held a special extraordinary meeting to decide whether to give up banking 
or baseball. Baseball was the loser, and banking was a big winner. 



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SCRANTON 'honors its President-Judge of Lackawanna County — H. M. Edwards. 
No man in the community is more esteemed by all classes of people. No man 
is more honored and none is better beloved for his great kindness and mercy. 
For twenty years he has sat on the bench, and in the 1913 election the people of 
the county cfhose him unanimously for another term. Years ago when he was 
"Harry" Edwards, brilliant, forceful young attorney, 'he made a great record as a 
lawyer. For more than a generation he has been a public speaker in demand at 
every function, big or little. His big heart has made him to lean towards the 
merciful where such leaning might be just, and it has been the experience of the 
Bar that Judge Edwards "would rather send a young man or old man to his home, 
with advice to make a new start, than send him to prison, unless the crime demanded 
prison. His broad knowledge of the law helps make the Lackawanna bench one 
of the best in the country. 




EVERYBODY knows Dr. D. B. Hand. Babies in every part of the world have 
come to like the kindly-looking face on the medicine bottles that have soothed 
the infantile pains. As far back as the oldest resident can remember, lie was 
a big man in Soranton. Big in the medical world and big in the business field as 
well. Years ago he was impressed in his practice by the ills o'f infants and he 
spent many nights and days .perfecting a medicine that would relieve the troubles 
of the tots. Now he spends most of his time on a modern farm in Waverly, near 
Dalton, and the corn lie raises is in demand on every table. He is a director of the 
United States Lumber Company; the Newman Lumber Company; the Mississippi 
Central Railroad; the Peck Lumber Company; the South Lincoln Coal Company 
and fifteen other corporations. He is a thirty-second degree Mason, a Shriner and 
is prominent in a number of fraternal organizations. He says himself that "Work, 
Hard Work and Sick Babies" are his hobbies and that farming is his favorite sport. 




ONCE in a while one meets a man that he wants to call friend, — a big, broad, 
brainy man who has the punch to bis work and the get-there stuff — whose 
word is always good and wuo is never too busy to do his fellow man a favor, — ■ 
that's General Frederic W. Fleitz. He is the sort of citizen that is good for any 
community. President of a big bank, the Anthracite Trust Company, and making 
it bigger every day. One of the biggest lawyers in Pennsylvania, with busy law 
offices in this city and Harrisburg, and clients all over the State. Absolutely square 
professionally, financially, politically and personally, a firm friend and a courageous 
foe. Born in Wellsboro, March 1, 1867. He taught school after finishing bis studies 
at Mansfield State Normal School. Sipent four years in the Rockies, Alaska and 
Mexico, teaching, hunting, prospecting, engineering, ranching and stage driving. 
Admitted to the bar in Wellsboro at twenty-one. Came to Scranton in 1891 and in 
1894 associated himself in the law business with Judge J. W. Carpenter. Went in 
for active politics early. Clerk of the State Legislature 1887-1897, and President 
Republican State League 1899-2 900. Chairman of the Republican State Convention 
in 1903 and a party leader in Lackawanna for the past fifteen years. Noted as a 
campaign orator and ihas stumped Pennsylvania and the Middle West in various cam- 
paigns. Was Deputy Atorney-General under Governors Stone, Pennypacker and 
Stuart, 1898-1909. Youngest man to bold, that important position. Is director 
of the Scranton Savings & Dime Bank; the Title Guaranty & Surety Company; 
director and general counsel for the Scra-aton Life Insurance Company; director 
and President of the Anthracite Trust Company",: trustee of the Taylor Hospital and 
the Scranton State Hospital. Member of the Scranton Club, Scranton Press Club, 
Scranton Country Club, Harrisburg Club, Masons, Odd Fellows, Heptasopbs, Wood- 
men of America, and many big fishing clubs. Prac tices law actively in Scranton 
and Harrisburg; does a little hunting and lots of fish! ig; says he is out of politics, 
but when anything big is doing the wise ones always dn >p in on the General. 




WHO pulled the Scranton Steam Pump Company out of a hole, and kept the 
works going for Scranton people? Why young James A. Linen, of course. 
Best record of any Receiver in the district, they'll tell you in the Federal 
Court. Just took the works and put it on its feet, when everybody else had failed, 
is what he did. Now he's vice-president and treasurer, and making it go better 
than ever before. 

Takes the young fellow these days. When it comes to money problems, he's 
his father's son, and everybody knows his father — president of the First National 
for years and years. Let's see what e\se the son does — Oh, yes! vice-president and 
director United Service Company — (great big concern); trustee public charities of 
Pennsylvania since 1912; ipriva.'te in the Thirteenth Regiment, Company A. Base 
ball fan and player, too, and terror at tennis. Williams' college, man, 1907. And 
all ready to go into council an d straighten out the affairs of the city — Yep, and only 
twenty-nine years old at that, and a regular Burbank when it comes to making 
fancy fruits and produce gro>w on a farm. 




SORANTON lias had many mayors since it grew from a town to a city, but it has 
had none of whom it was more proud than our present executive, Mayor E. B. 
Jermyn. The city turned out last year and gave him the biggest majority of 
votes any candidate ever received here. They liked the stand he took on running 
a city — the stand that a city is like a business and should be run that way. He 
has produced results, too. The streets are cleaner, the city is safer from fire or 
lawlessness than ever before. Men on the city payroll are getting to work on time 
and doing the work they are paid to do. Results and not political influence are 
demanded in City Hall, which has been cleaned out by the mayor as he promised 
in his campaign. And that campaign — well it was the mayor's first bow in politics, 
but it was a whirlwind and will long stand as the most successful ever conducted 
in this city. Besides being Mayor, His Honor does a few men's work every day 
and doesn't shirk his city duties either. He is superintendent of Jermyn & Co., 
operators of coal mines in Old Forge. President of the Archbald bank and the 
Traders' Coal Company. Belongs to the Masonic bodies, the Country Club, the 
Scranton Club, the 'Engineers' Club, the Bicycle Club, the Rod and Gun Club, the 
Canoe Club, the United Sportsmen, the Westmoreland Club of Wilkes-Barre, and 
the City Club, of Oswego, N. Y. Men who know him say there is no> better friend 
in the world than Mayor E. B. Jermyn and everybody in the city is wishing him 
well in the difficult job of conducting the multitudious affairs of 150,000 people and 
trying to please every one of them every day of his life. 




THERE'S one office in the Connell Building where the sun is always shining. 
No dark corners there for the smallest grouch to hide. And at the main desk 
Alfred E. Connell eits. Get to know him. Good nature is his middle name. 
Nobody ever saw him angry yet and nobody ever will, I guess. Does a lot of work, 
too. President of the Meadow Brook Land Co.; former President of the Board 01 
Associated Charities and Humane Society, and most kind 'hearted man in that organ- 
ization. Director of the Anthracite Trust Company, Lackawanna Mills and Scranton 
Button Company. Member of the Peter Williamson Lodge, Free and Accepted 
Mason3, and Couer de Lion Commandery, Knights Templar, Country Club, Scranton 
Club and Blooming Grove Club. Knows how to handle a gun and is one of the beat 
fishermen in tthe county. At the baseball game, he is always with the crowd that 
roots for the home team, just as in everything .he does he is a booster for his home 





KNEW T. J. Foster before I ever came here. One day a dapper young man 
told me all about him and his schools. Wanted me to quit my $8 a week 
job, and get in the salary class. Most of the boys down home, in the 
place I worked those days, heeded the dapper young man, and quit the night street 
crowd. Soon they were foremen or bosses or superintendents or owners of the plants. 
Sort of stuck to me, this name, T. J. Foster, and first place I looked for when I came 
here was his International Correspondence Schools. Then I knew that dapper young 
man was on the level. He had the goods all the time. 

Scranton is prond of T. J. Foster. He did more for the city than Rand and 
McNally ever did. He sure put the old town on the map of the world. Just an 
idea, he had, and he worked it out. The world needs educating, says T. J. to him- 
self down in Pottsville one day, as he wrote an editorial for the old Colliery 
Engineer, a miners' ipaper. He came here where the most miners live and branched 
out. Soon he was teaching a course in mining engineering. Now he'll teach you 
anything no matter whether you are Caucasian, Mongolian &r Slav. Has a million 
colleges in his head all the time, and millions of people the world over are daily 
thanking him for giving them the lift. Biggest employer of learned help in the 
state. Good business man, too, and a wonder for making friends and holding them. 
I'm sorry I didn't listen to that dapper young man in the old days down home. 





FROM his desk in the Connell Building, Mortimer B. Fuller, one of Scranton's 
leading young business men, directs a business that reaches everywhere in 
the United States — the International Salt Company. Under his guidance this 
organization has met with the highest success, and is going a long way towards sup- 
plying the world with one of the things without which no man may live. He Is 
president of the International and all its subsidiary and allied corporations; presi- 
dent of the Empire Limestone Company; president of the Genesee and Wyoming 
Railroad; director of the .Scranton Savings and Dime Bank; director of the Young 
Men's Christian Association; trustee and treasurer of the State Hospital; director 
of the Columbia National Bank, of Buffalo; member of the Scranton Club, Country 
Club, of Scranton; Union League, of New York; Railroad Club, and Princeton Club, 
of New York; Engineers' Club, of New York; Nassau Club, of Princeton, and the 
Buffalo Club. Hard work is one of the secrets of his success. But with all his 
work he finds time to help many a man and many men esteem him for the helping 
hand so kindly extended. In his few idle hours he is one of the crack tennis 
players of the Country Club, and he knows where to go to get the big fish and 
big game. 




SCRANTON has many boosters. During the past year or so home-loving citizens 
have given their time and money to making the city grow — to being boosters, 
in fact. But if anybody wants to know the chief of the boosters, the leader 
in the fight for a bigger and better city, Ralph E. Weeks is the man. President 
of the Scranton Board of Trade for two terms and leader in the $1,000,000 
industrial development fund campaign. Made it a success like everything else he 
works for. Only a young man, too, and one of the busiest in the city. Born in 
Skaneaties, N. Y., February 9, 1878. Attended district school and in 1895 gradu- 
ated from Skeneaties High School. Came to Scranton with his diploma and got a 
job assistant bookkeeper at the Foote & Shear Hardware Store. Three years later 
was elected treasurer of the company and in 1902 was made president. In 1908 
the Weeks Hardware Company, Mr. Weeks, president, took over the business and it 
has been growing faster ever since. In 1905 organized the Ralph E. Weeks Com- 
pany, wholesalers of plumbers' and sheet metal workers' supplies and is president 
of that company. Has been for years one of the leading spirits in the Young Men's 
Christian Association and was treasurer and hardest worker in the $170,000 building 
campaign last year. Is a steward of Elm Park church and has been for years a 
leader in the Sunday School work there. Elected president of the Board of Trade 
in 1913 and again this year. The members would not hear of his quitting after 
his piloting the Board through the most successful year in its history. Membership 
today, bigger than ever before. The million dollar campaign has made Mr. Weeks 
a figure in Scranton history as long as history is written. Fond of outdoor sports 
and recreation, active in the Amateur Athletic Union and a member of the city 
Recreation Bureau, created under the present administration. 




EVvETtY so often Carbondale selects one of her leading citizens for high honors, 
and the selection is always so good that the entire county goes along on it. 
Several years ago James J. O'Neill was the man the Pioneer City chose to 
honor and within a few months he was elevated to the Lackawanna county bench, 
one of the four common pleas court judges. Judge O'Neill was born in Carbondale. 
Studied law and was admitted to the Wayne County bar. Lured back by Lacka- 
wanna he was admitted to the bar here in 1884. He showed his worth and was 
elected distract attorney and later was named county solicitor. Twice Carbondale 
elected him mayor and in 1909 the entire county joined in making him judge. No 
man has more friends than Judge O'Neill. No man more deserves the name gentle- 
man than this judge and no judge has a broader understanding of human nature. 




BEING Scranton's richest young man has its drawbacks, hut Benjamin H. Throop 
doesn't let them 'worry him very much. Goes along doing his work like other 
men and enjoys his recreation more than most. His money is a magnet to 
the stock salesmen, but they never get past his wonderful power to -detect the flaws 
in a financial proposition. Just past his majority, too, and came into a lot of 
millions of currency a few years ago, but did not let it spoil bis good nature and 
naturally likable character and disposition. Making Scranton famous the world 
over as a home for high bred German police dogs. Has in his kennels in this 
city and his Summer place at Elmhurst imported German dogs that win ribbons 
without trying. Fancier of cattle, too, and has a herd of prize-winning Guernseys, 
and one of the finest equipped dairy farms in the country. Has paid thousands 
of dollars for single animals in his herd and has no superior in judging the merits 
of Guernsey cattle. Throop dogs at Elmhurst have been taught German and refuse 
to learn English so the only master's voice they know must ejaculate German gut- 
terals. Wnen the dogs feel a little off color they have been trained to report at the 
steam heated dog hospital on the Elmhurst estate and stay there until they recover. 
But Mr. Throop does not let his hobbies interfere with his business and the way 
he handles his vast estate has caused amazement among older men who believe 
themselves financiers and predicted that the young man would not be able to 
handle big affairs the way he handles them. Got his ability from a sturdy stock 
and 'Scranton people still Temember his grandfather, Dr. B. H. Throop, who was one 
of the real builders of the city. 





SCEiANTON has many men wiho are maMng the city known all over the country 
for its products and who are giving all their time to building up big, suib- 
stantial business houses, 'but there is none who is doing his work better than 
Maurice T. Miller, head of the T. M. Miller Casket Company, of the im- 
mense new Miller building in the 600 block Wyoming avenue. No estab- 
lishment of its kind in the country turns out better work or is conducted 
on a better business basis. And the good work, and the good business system, show 
in the steady growth of the company which is taking in more territory every day 
and bringing more and more money into Scranton for distribution among the 
employees of the house. In business circles Maurice T. Miller is conceded one of 
the shrewdest and fairest of the city's younger business men, and socially, few 
people here have more friends. 




JOHN R. EDWARDS is one of Scranton's young men who has demonstrated that 
there is always room for a young lawyer, and always a ohance for a young man 
who knows the law and who keeps working to fight his way to the top. He 
gives his whole time to his profession and the rapidly increasing practice and uniform 
success at the bar is the best evidence that his time is not wasted. Be his case civil 
or criminal, he tackles it with all the zest that is in him and he wins his cases on 
his merits. A good mixer, he has more friends than most men and he is always 
welcome in any company, for the friendliness and good nature that make up the 
100 per cent of his disposition. He's an active member of the Scranton Lodge of 
Elks, member of the Hyde Park Lodge of Masons, the Chapter and the Com- 
mandery- One of the all season rooters for the 'home baseball team, and one of 
few real fishermen in the community. 




ONE thing we all know is that Scranton never had a younger Director of Public 
Safety, and we are all coming to know that the city never had a better man 
at the head of the police, fire, health and other safety bureaus. Only a few 
months on the job yet, but just like every other job he tackled, Director Derby 
made good from the start. The fire department is better equipped to put fires out, 
the police are a better drilled and more efficient body than ever before and the 
same high degree of efficiency runs all through the department. The Director was 
born in Plymouth in 18 82 but has lived in Scranton nearly all his life. Educated 
in the public schools, he took up mining engineering and when sixteen years old 
went West to see the country, working as a surveyor in Arizona and California. 
Returning he went to work for the Delaware, Lackawanna and Western Company 
in the mining department, and was with that company fifteen years, working his 
way up to ventilation inspector of the first district and mine foreman at the Brisbin 
colliery. Did it by working 365 days a year and enjoying the work, and says him- 
self that his training in the Lackawanna county school of hard knocks helped him 
a lot. Likes to hunt and fish and run an auto and made a record at football in 
his school days. Belongs to the Engineers' Club but gives all his time to promot- 
ing the efficiency of the Department of Public Safety and is considered one of the 
most efficient members of Mayor E. B. Jermyn's cabinet. 




SORjANTON has no better type of self-made man that Director of Public Works 
John G. Hayes. An orphan since he was three years old he has worked his 
way to 6uccees and to the highest respect of the community and has the reputa- 
tion of being one of the mo6t expert mining and lumber men in the country. To 
the Public Works Department he has brought his knowledge of men and systematized 
work and the entire city is the better for it. Born in Elmira and educated in the 
public schools he was teaching a country school near that city in 1884. In 1885 
he went with the Erie railroad as baggage master at Painted Post, N. Y., and six 
months later took a job as lumber scaler for Stanton, Crandall & Co., at Gang 
Mills, Pa. A year in the lumber business and he came to Jermyn to work for 
J. L. Crawford, then general superintendent for the Simpson & Watkins Coal Min- 
ing Company. Made a record on the surveying corps and in 1894 was appointed 
assistant to Mr. Crawford at the Wyoming Valley Coal Company's collieries in 
Wilkes-Barre. When the Temple Iron Company bought out the Simpson & Watkins 
interests in 1899, Mr. Hayes was made superintendent of the Sterrick Creek and 
Lackawanna collieries in Peckville and stayed there until 1891 when with Mr. 
Crawford and James G. Shepherd he purchased the Oxford colliery in West Scranton. 
General manager of that colliery of the Peoples' Coal Company until December, 
1913, when a New York syndicate bought it. Mr. Hayes has done engineering work 
and timber cruising in nearly every state in the union and has travelled across the 
country a dozen times in the past four years. Is interested in timber lands in 
British Columbia, Washington and Oregon. On December 4, 1913, he purchased 
the Minooka Coal Company and is its president and general manager. Owing to 
the colliery being in a development state he accepted the Directorship of Public 
Works under Mayor Jermyn the first of January, 1914. Lives in West Scranton. 
The Director is a member of the Knights of Columbus, C. M. B. A., Scranton Club, 
Engineers' Club, and Scranton Board of Trade and a director of the Keystone Bank. 
Work and playing pinochle are his hobbies and he is a winner at both. 




IT would be hard to find a man who has a broader knowledge of civil and corpora- 
tion law than Roswell H. Patterson. Since he was admitted to the Lacka- 
wanna county bar In 1885 he has taken part in many of the big civil cases 
originating in this county, and gained especial prominence in the Crawford will 
contest, one of the most famous cases ever tried in this State. His knowledge of 
corporation law has been invaluable in the formation of many of the city's big 
establishments and in the conduct of their business. Like all public-spirited men, 
he has taken an active interest in politics, but has never stood for office. A (RepuD- 
liean always, without scallops of any kind, be has stood by his party and has 
guided more than one political campaign to success at the polls. Mr. Patterson 
was born in Waymart, "Wayne county, Pa., in 1860. After going through the 
public schools he attended the Delaware Literary Institute, Delaware County, New 
York, and in 188 3 got his degree at Cornell University. Studied law at the 
University of Pennsylvania and was admitted to the bar in this county. He is 
largely interested in the development of water companies and has big timber in- 
terests in West Virginia and the Pacific Coast. He is a great traveller and has 
visited very many foreign countries. Always liked a good horse and before the 
autos began spoiling the roads for driving, his roadsters were the best in harness. 
Did something at football and baseball in his college days. He is a member of 
the Scranton Club, Country Club,' Scranton Board of Trade, New England Society 
of Northeastern Pennsylvania, Cornell Alumni Association, Pennsylvania Society of 
New York, State Bar Association, American Bar Association, Wyoming Commem- 
orative Association, and all the Masonic bodies; director of many local institutions 
including the Traders' National Bank and the Scranton Trust Company. 



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Rl EV. GEORGE WOOD ANDERSON, D. D., pastor of Elm Park Methodist Episcopal 
I Church, has won the title, Scranton's fighting pastor. Wherever the devh 
rears his head, there you will find Dr. Anderson pitching into the king of 
iniquity and tieing a few knots in his tail before the battle is done. It was Dr. 
Anderson who started and won the crusade against commercialized vice in Scranton 
and his work has done much towards compelling a better observance of the liquor 
laws of the State. Knowing he was in the right in his war on vice, he cast aside all 
old fangled ideas of fighting the evil and went out and got the goods, so to speak, 
before declaring public war. Has won fame as a lecturer, and his sermons are 
being syndicated. He is writing a book on social conditions and has from time to 
time contributed articles to the standard magazines. His sermons have the "punch" 
and are always eagerly listened to and heeded. Dr. Anderson is an Ohio man. He 
has had four churches — Lima, O., Troy, N. Y., St. Louis, Mo., and Elm Park. Came 
here in 1912 and has married since he came here. Member of the Country Club and 
finds rest and recreation in golfing, fishing and light farm work. 





SQMEBODY introduced me to Dave Prichard the night I was initiated into tha 
United Sportsmen of Pennsylvania. Ever since then I've been proud to call 
David Prichard my friend. It's a pipe he's the best of good fellows when 
an organization like the Sportsmen will elect him state president. One has to be 
a real man to stand the test of that gang, but every member of the organization 
was glad to drop the vote in the box for Dave. He's the proof of that one about 
merit winning. Born in Glamorganshire, South Wales, in 1858, and educated at 
Ardwyn Academy, Aberystwyth and the University of Wales, he spent three years 
apprenticed to the tea business in London before he came to America in 1881. 
Was purser for four years on the Atlas steamship line sailing to South America 
and the West Indies, and went back to the tea business in 1885. Now he repre- 
sents the big wholesale houses of Ross W. Weir & Co., New York, and the 
Baum-Jaffe Company, of Philadelphia. Scottish rite Mason and member of the 
Scranton Club. Has been very active in the conservation of the wild bird and 
animal life and was chiefly responsible for the passage of the Hunters' license law. 
Just to show how much the Sportsmen like Dave Pritchard they unanimously 
re-elected him state president at the 1913 convention — had to amend the constitu- 
tion to do it. At the 1914 convention, he was again elected. Mighty hard job to 
find a sportsman of Dave's caliber. 





LOVERS of horses all over the country thank J. R. Williams for saving the animals 
many a fall in icy streets. They thank him, too, for saving them many a 
dollar on the horse shoes he sends all over the world and the name "'Scranton" 
with them. For the Williams (Drop Forging Company is one of the manufactories 
that is advertising the city and bringing new factories here. The adjustible horse 
shoe calks and general line of forgings the company turns out are the superior of 
anything in their line. Mr. Williams is a big man in the Masonic bodies, a mem- 
ber of Keystone Consistory, the Shrine and the Temple Club, and a member and 
singer, too, down at the Liederkranz. He's never more contented than when hold- 
ing the reins on a horse that knows how to step, although once in a while he's 
about nine-tenths satisfied with motoring. 




WHEREVER men are interested in the breeding of blooded cattle, the name 
George Edward Stevenson is known, for he is the only man in the world who 
owns a herd of Polled Holstein-Friesian cattle. Throughout Pennsylvania 
folks know him also for his ability as a mining and consulting engineer. Member 
of the firm of Stevenson & Knight, of Scranton, and lives at Waverly. Belongs to 
the Engineers' Society of Northeastern Pennsylvania, the American Society of Min- 
ing Engineers, the Holstein-Friesian Association of America, is president of the 
Pennsylvania Holstein-Friesian Association and secretary of the Pennsylvania Live 
ftock Breeders' Association. One of the foremost students of Darwin and Mendel 
and a recognized authority on the works of those scientists. Began - his experi- 
ments with polled cattle in 1884 and his herds contain none but pure breds, Regist- 
ered and Advance Registered stock. One of his polled cows has the world's record 
for milk and butter. /Mr. Stevenson is a direct descendant of Thomas Stevenson, 
an English Quaker, who settled in Newton, L. I., in the 1600's. He carries 
the strength of character of his Quaker ancestors and has definite views on most 
subjects. His attitude as a man who wants to serve his state was shown in an open 
letter published in the Scranton and Philadelphia newspapers and which did much 
to defeat the $50,000,000 road bond issue proposed by the Legislature in 1913. His 
contributions to the leading Engineering magazines as well as to various agricultural 
journals, display both his literary ability and his technical knowledge. 




SCRANTON is known the country over for many things, but for none has it a 
much wider fame than for being the home of Madison F. Larkin, Prohibitionist, 
first, last and all the time. Believes in the cause and is always willing to fight 
for it. Wherever men are needed on the firing line you'll find Madison F. Larkin in 
the thick of the fray of the cold water men and his unfailing good nature and real 
enthusiasm have cheered up the workers in many a fight. Candidate for United States 
Senate now and making votes every day. Been a candidate for Congress, for Gov- 
ernor, and other offices and always put up a fight that made friends for him. Outside 
of his politics is one of the busiest men in the city, too. Holds the big jobs of 
Comptroller of the International Correspondence Schools and treasurer of the Scran- 
ton Life Insurance Company. Pillar of the Elm Park Church and leader in the Sun- 
day school work. Active in every movement for good and so much a city booster 
that he has for years held the position of treasurer of the Scranton Board of Trade. 
Spent his younger days in the West, cow-punching and roughing it and has many a 
story to tell of his experiences in the "wild and woolly." 





LIGHTING Scranton and making the wheels of its industries hum — that's what 
Duncan T. Campbell, vice-president and general manager of the Scranton 
Electric Company is doing. He is doing his work in two ways. Making and 
and selling the electric current for light and power and working as hard as any 
man in the_city for the growth and development of Scranton. Has a personality as 
bright as the light he sells and a business sense as live as the livest wire that carries 
the current. Eight man in the right place is the verdict of all who know him. Born 
in Scotland. Came to America young. Was an electric salesman in the West and 
was transferred to Scranton to help build lip the business. Six years ago was made 
manager and last year elected to the vice-presidency of the Scranton Electric Com- 
pany. Is a director of the Scranton Board of Trade and morning, noon and night a 
booster for Scranton. 




EVERY day in the year you'll find in the offices of the Scranton Life Insurance 
Company a hard working, competent man, his fingers always on the pulse of 
the company's affairs. He will talk with you and you will go away with the 
conviction that he is a man who knows his business and who is a big factor in the 
remarkable success of his company. The man is William E. Napier, secretary of the 
Scranton Life. Came here when the company was new and has been helping build 
it up ever since, devoting all his time to the work. Formerly he was secretary 
of the Bankers' Life Insurance Company, of New York, and before that was a crack 
newspaperman, writing for papers in seven different countries. He's a chess player 
of renown and has held the title of English champion. Several times he defeated 
Marshall, the word champ. Besides he is a pianist and vocalist and a very skilful 
pool player. Traveled all over the world and once went to Iceland to get a story for 
a Pittsburgh paper. Belongs to the Scranton Club, the Scranton Press Club and is 
a Fellow of the American Institute of Actuaries. 




GROWING with the city and helping the city grow is about the best way to 
describe William Kelly, brewer and real estate man, whose offices are in the 
Connell building. Not so many years ago, when Scranton was casting off its 
small city clothes and getting ready to step into the big city class, it was William 
Kelly who had enough foresight and faith in his home town, to build a modern 
apartment house, the first and the best in Northeastern Pennsylvania. Other men 
said the project was not feasible, that Scranton was not metropolitan enough for a 
model apartment building, but Mr. Kelly went ahead and the success of the .F_loj-ence_ 
Apartments on Adams avenue proves that he was right, and scores of families thank 
him for giving them ideal places in which to live. William Kelly is one of the most 
substantial men in the brewing business in this end of the State. For years he was 
associated with the Casey & Kelly Brewing Company, selling out in the late nineties 
to the Pennsylvania Central Brewing company, of which he became vice-president, 
an office he still holds. Horses have long been his hobby and his saddle horses 
and roadsters have been the best blooded animals ever brought to this city. 




BACK in 1897 R. E. Prendergast saw that Scranton needed an up-to-date manu- 
facturing stationery establishment and he proceeded to give this city what it 
needed. Today there is no more complete store of its kind in the country and in 
addition he has one of the most modern printing and engraving plants in the East. 
Born in Kingston, Pa., 1863. Attended Wyoming Seminary. Went to Wilkes-Barre 
and worked for several years but saw bigger opportunities in Scranton and came 
here in 1882. Bookkeeper for Levy Bros, and Company at first. Went to same posi- 
tion with the Scranton Republican and then to the Scranton Packing Company where 
he was advanced to assistant manager and to manager. Started present business 
October 7, 1897, and bought the Republican building for $150,000 on July 2, 1912. 
Made a good record as city councilman years ago. Belongs to the Scranton Club, 
Bicycle Club, Scranton Board of Trade and the Masonic bodies, thirty-second degree 
and Shriners. 



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OWNER of the biggest newspaper in the State, outside of Philadelphia and 
Pittsburg; most influential Democrat in Northeastern Pennsylvania; successful 
business man; good citizen and friend of the people — that's Edward J. Lynett, 
owner and editor of the Scranton Times. Bigger capacity for work than most men 
and applies his efforts where they count. His life is a story of hard work and con- 
tinued success. Born in Dunmore in 1857, he was a pupil at the public schools, but 
like most boys of that time worked in the breaker and around the mines. Became 
a clerk in the Mayor's court, now defunct, and in 1876 took a short course at Miller- 
ville State Normal School. Entered the law offices of D. W. and J. F. Connolly, but 
quit there after a year to go- reporting on the Sunday Free Press. Became editor 
and manager of that publication. Bought the Times in 1895. Then the Times had a 
circulation of 3,000. Now it has over 40,000 a day. It was housed in the court back 
of Hotel Jermyn. Today it has the handsomest newspaper home in the State. The 
pen of its editor has ever been at the call of the people and he has always been ready 
and willing to fight their battles. The circulation tells the story of the victory. Mr. 
Lynett was a school director, auditor and burgess of Dunmore. He was secretary 
of the Scranton Poor District thirteen years; member of the first board of auditors of 
Lackawanna County; delegate to Democratic National conventions in 1900, 1908 and 
1912, being delegate-at-large in 1912. He was a member of the Pennsylvania 
Anthracite Mine Cave Commission named by Governor Tener. Chairman of the 
National Affairs Committee of the Scranton Board of Trade; president of the Para- 
gon Plaster Company; president of the Diamond Oil and Paint Company and vice- 
president of the Scranton Savings and Dime Bank. 



FEW corporations have had the successful career from the beginning that the 
Standard Brewing Company of this city has enjoyed. Prom the day it opened 
the company made a place for itself and its growth has never stopped. Not 
so long ago it was found necessary to double the size of the plant, so big had the 
business increase been. Everybody knows that the success of any concern rests 
entirely on the capability of its officers, and it follows that Otto J. Robinson, 
president and active head of the Standard deserves much of the credit for the suc- 
cess of the institution. He comes from a family of brewers and has made a life- 
long study of the business. Born in Seranton, over on the South Side, in cen- 
tennial year, 1876, the son of Philip Robinson, he has spent his life here. Graduated 
from the public schools and business college and then entered the brewing busi- 
ness. Served a term on the School Board under the old ward representation system. 
Finds time to be a director of the South Side bank; president of the German 
Building Association, No. 10; treasurer Seranton Axle and Spring Company, and 
treasurer of the Richfield Copper Company. A born lover of music he is one of 
the leaders in the Junger Mannerehor of South Seranton, and has been its president 
for five years. Resides at 317 Arthur avenue, in a home he recently built and that is 
one of the handsomest in town. And a rooter for the home baseball team — well, 
if you go down to Athletic Park at all you know he is. 




THE ambition of a big percentage of lawyers is to be honored by a seat on the 
bench and spend the rest of their life there. The first part of that ambition 
may have been Judge John P. Kelly's but as for spending the rest of his life 
there, he has always been too busy and too progressive a man to be satisfied without 
getting farther ahead all the time. Also there are hundreds of clients of his who 
are satisfied with no other attorney and who wanted him to return to private practice 
after he became judge. It's only a first-class lawyer that has clients of that kind. 
Judge Kelly is an Olyphant boy and was born there in 1862. He finished in the 
Scranton High school in 1879 and studied law with A. H. Winton and John B. Collings. 
Admitted to the bar in April, 1883, and formed a partnership with Joseph O'Brien 
in 1888. That partnership is today considered one of the leading firms in the State. 
Judge Kelly was a member of the State Legislature in 1889-90 and District Attorney 
in 1891-2-3. On April 13, 1900, he was appointed additional law judge by Gov. Stone 
and elected to that office the same year. Resigned in 1908 to return to private practice. 
The Lackawanna County Bar has never produced a more capable lawyer than Judge 
Kelly. He has no peer here as a cross-examiner and lawyers who are opposed 
to him have every reason to fear the keen and analytical brain for which he is 
noted. Also Lackawanna County has never produced a man better liked for his 
honesty and manhood. Gives most of his time to the law but spares enough to be 
a director of the Scranton Trust Company. 





EVERY once in a while you will find a lawyer leading in the biggest kind of a 
fight — a fight for the betterment of the whole community. That's the kind of 
lawyer we have right here in Scranton in Thomas P. Duffy. When other 
lawyers were satisfied that the law provided no remedy for the mine-cave 
evil, Attorney Duffy sailed right into the middle of the fight, and attacked the legality 
of the reservation clause. He is taking the question to the Supreme Court, and 
thanks to his research, and knowledge of principles of law settled for more than 
four hundred years, and never departed from, but overlooked by others as a remedy 
for the mine-cave evil, the city is nearer a solution of the question than ever before, 
and lawyers and laymen alike are thanking Mr. Duffy. 

Mr. Duffy addressed the City Council in the Summer of 1912, and declared that 
the Council had power under the police power to regulate the business of mining, 
not only under the streets, but under the whole city. Maybe it was a coincidence, 
but a few days later, the mining companies, for the first time, agreed to repair 
properties damaged by mine caves. 

Just the same way it was in another case — the Johnson will case, they call it. 
Mr. Duffy discovered an error in the will, which affected the legality of the gift to 
the charity. The heirs engaged him to attack it, and the action is now on. It is 
one of the biggest cases ever considered hereabouts, and the heirs are thanking the 
lucky stars that gave them Attorney Thomas P. Duffy to make their fight. 

He's only a young man yet, but is an untiring student of the law. Take it from 
me, Duffy's an out-and-out fighter, and he knows the law. 




IF anybody should ask me to name a man who has more friends than County Con- 
troller Charles P. Savage has in Lackawanna County, the answer would be — 
"It can't be done." His disposition is the farthest thing in the world from his 
surname. His office is the headquarters of the sunshine in the court house and 
always has been and always will be as long as the people keep on electing him. Born 
in Dunmore, November 28, 1862, but nobody believes he is more than forty. Educated 
at Dunmore High School and Merrill Academy and was a newsboy on the old Repub- 
lican on the Gravity railroad at the age of fourteen. Telegraph operator for the 
Pennsylvania Coal Company for seven years and at the same time secretary and 
treasurer of the Dunmore Gas and Water Company. Borough clerk of Dunmore 
for nine years. Promoted to superintendent of telegraph for Erie and Wyoming 
Railroad and later made purchasing agent for the Pennsylvania Coal Company, the 
Erie and Wyoming Valley and the Dunmore Iron and Steel Company, holding that 
post until the companies were bought in by the Erie Railroad Company. Spent a 
short time with the Erie as assistant purchasing agent with offices in New York, and 
resigned to become chief clerk under County Controller E. A. Jones on July 1, 1901. 
Promoted to deputy controller in 1904 and in 1911 named controller by Governor 
Tener when Mr. Jones resigned. Elected controller by a big vote in the Fall of 
1911. Secretary board of directors of Fidelity Bank of Dunmore; secretary County 
Prison Board, secretary and treasurer of Pennsylvania Coal Company and Delaware 
and Hudson Gravity Association. 




ON the happenings in the Lackawanna county medical world, no man is better 
versed than Dr. Wm, Rowland Davies, of 221 South Main avenue. By nature 
a student and observer, he has utilized those gifts not for his own advance- 
ment alone but for the benefit of his fellow practitioners as well. It was Dr. Davies 
who founded the "Medical Society Reporter," the journal of the Lackawanna 
County Medical Society and the first medical journal in this end of the State. And 
whatever is printed in the "Reporter" can be accepted as absolute fact. He has 
built up one of the best practices in the city and by excellent work is making it 
bigger every day. He is P. W. 323, F. and A. M., Keystone Consistory, 32 degree, 
and a Shriner of Irem Temple. 




ONE eannot read the name or think of the Tribune-Rapublican-Truth Printery. 
■without thinking of Daniel J. Reese. He's the whole works of the Printery 
when it comes to getting the business. Can walk blindfolded to any place 
where a printing job is open. Knows how to treat his trade too, and one job done 
by Reese and his men, generally means a steady customer for the Printery. Been 
witih the Tribune for twenty-two years and years ago became a part owner of the 
Printery. Was born in Scranton and grew up with the people of the city and knows 
most of them by their first names. Belongs to the Masonic bodies, the Scranton 
Canoe Club, is a big man in the United Sportsmen of Pennsylvania. Member of 
Scranton Typothetae and Scranton Press Club, Scranton Rotary Club, Catholic Club, 
and an active member of the Young Men's Christian Association. Always, leads 
the fishermen on the first day of the trout season, and returns 'from the streams 
pretty often in his automobile with his share of speckled beauties. Goes in for 
gymnastics generally, baseball fan, handball enthusiast, lover of races, .and one of 
the luckiest hunters in the valley when it comes to bagging bird or beast. 




WHEREVER one goes in Scranton he will see the result of the work of Archi- 
tect Frederick Lord Erown. Dwellings that are among the city's show spots, 
business houses, churches, schools and other public buildings were designed 
by him, put up under his direction and stand as a monument to his skill as an 
architect. Served the city as Superintendent of the City Bureau of Building Inspec- 
tion and erected the Central Fire Headquarters. Belongs to all the Masonic bodies 
represented here and is a past officer in all those of the York rite. Mushrooms 
ia his hobby, and he is an ardent follower of and an authority on aquatic sports. 
Born in Sag Harbor, L. I., graduate of the College of Architecture, Cornell University. 
Class of 1882, has been in business here since 1S85. 




THERE'S no keeping a good man down. Brains and industry are bound to win. 
Now there's Chester C. Sampson. Everybody knows him and likes him. Only 
a young man yet, but he is capably filling the offices of Assistant Secretary 
and Agency Director of the Scranton Life Insurance Company, one of the biggest jobs 
in the city. Been with the company since it started business and knows every detail 
of the work. Born in Peckville, he had his education in the Blakely High School and 
his entire business life has been in Scranton. Lives at Clark's Summit now. Loves 
old books and is one of the best read young men in the county. Strong for baseball, 
too, and goes home happy when the Scranton team wins. Member of the Scranton 
Press Club for years and is one of the most popular men on the roster of that organ- 
ization. Member also of the Temple Club, Free and Accepted Masons. t 




WHEN a man has a disposition like Attorney A. G. Rutherford, he is bound 
to win out in whatever avocation he takes up. The smile that won't come 
off, the handshake that is real and friendly and his readiness, always, to do a 
tavor for a fellow man, have been making him friends at the rate of one a minute 
all his life. I never yet heard a man say an ill word against Major Rutherford. 
Born in Canada on June 3, 1879, he graduated from the Carbondale High school, 
the School of the Lackawanna and Blair Hall in Blairstown, N. J. Gained his 
degree in the law department of the University of Pennsylvania in 1904 and was 
admitted to the bar in 'Lackawanna county on October 10, that year. Was captan. 
of the La Crosse team at the university, played on the baseball' nine and on the 
football eleven. Deputy prothonotary of Lackawanna county from 1907 to 1914. 
Prominent in State Guard circles for years and has a commission aa major on the 
Third Brigade staff. Is a member of the Peter "Williamson Lodge, No. 323, Free 
Accepted Masons; Anthracite Commandery, Knights of Malta; Farview lodge, 
Knights of Pythias; Lackawanna Council of the Royal Arcanum; Woodmen; 
Beavers; Green Ridge lodge of Odd Fellows; Green Ridge lodge of Heptasophs; 
Scranton Board of Trade, and Green Ridge Club. He is finding no difficulty in 
building up a big law practice since he retired from the deputy prothonotaryship. 
Politics is his hobby, but he does not let it interfere with his law work or his home 
life. What are his politics?. Why, everybody knows he is a Democrat. 




IN all my rambling around this end of the State I have never found a man who 
had a better understanding of the legal end of the coal and railroad business 
than Attorney James E. Burr. The real type of gentleman lawyer, he is, and 
his offices in the People [National Bank building have about them an air of the 
dignity of the law. Princeton man, Class of 1875, and always welcome in the 
university town. Kept pretty busy as counsel for the Scranton Coal Company, and 
attorney in Pennsylvania for the New York, Ontario and Western Railroad Company. 
Mr. Burr lives at 835 Webster avenue and is one of the best-liked members of the 
I/ackawanna County Bar and one of Scranton's most highly respected citizens. 



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WILLIAM M. CURRY is a lawyer, first, last and between times. The law is 
his hobby and he rides it morning, noon and night. Work is his favorite 
sport. If you want to find him in his office in the Connell Building, you'll 
have to look 'behind a pile of books and papers that he is using to make up ilis 
cases in the best way they can be made up by any man. That's why when he 'has 
a legal case on you'll find 'him there in tJhe middle of it and knowing its every 
angle. An authority on everything legal from Blackstone right down to the latest 
decisions by the big courts and the little courts, and -making a place for himself 
in the front rank of the lawyers of this end o>f the state. 

Spends a little time at the Scranton club, at bowling, pool, or billiards, and the 
Country Club, at tennis, and is in the ranks of the members of the Peter Williamson 
lodge, Free and Accepted Masons, Y. M. C. A. Gymnasium, and swimming .pool, 
and helps to wear away the ice with real skates at Rocky Glen and Lake Lincoln, 
during the season of steam-heat and fur caps. 




BACK in 1905 Scranton built a Technical High School. Big thing here in those 
days — so big that the School Board would not trust its destinies in the hands 
of any man but the best in the business. That's why they found the principal, 
Ronald P. Gleason. Big man in the school world. Big hearted, fair and square 
— just the sort of -man that the growing, ambitious boy places his every confidence 
in and gets along with. Born in Massachusetts. Graduated from the Worcester 
Polytechnic Institute. Taught in Washington, D. C, High School and made so 
good a name for himself that Oakland, California, sent East for him to be a super- 
visor in its schools. Then the government planned the Philippine School of Arts 
and Trades in Manila and insisted that Mr. Gleason take it in hand and start it 
towards success. Came to Scranton in 1905 and has been head of the Technical 
since that time. Made the school one of the best in the country. Lives at 947 Clay 
avenue and makes a friend of every person that is lucky enough to meet him. 



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YOU cannot hold a newspaper worker down, once lie quits that game and tackles 
politics. If you do not believe me, look at Ellsworth Kelly. Born here; over 
in the Fifteenth ward. High School graduate and broke into the newspaper 
business. Folks used to predict a Qreelman career for Ellsworth until he decided 
that politics was his oyster. Went into— ttfeDepartment of Public Works as a clerk 
in 1905. Chief clerk a year later. Hard worker for his party all the time over 
in the Fifteenth and the best liked man in the ward. Elected city clerk by council 
in 1912, and one of the best city clerks Scranton has ever had. Lives at 911 West 
Elm street. Mason — thirty-second degree; Scottish Rite and Irem Temple. -Mem- 
ber of the P. O. S. of A.; the Scranton Athletic Club and the Knights of Pythias. 
Played on the High Scihool football team, 1903-1904 .and never lost his enthusiasm 
for the game. One of the best baseball rooters in town. And some day — who can 
tell — -Scranton -will be electing another Mayor. 




IT'S all right for folks to talk of this man and that man being the miners' best 
friend, but when it comes to a showdown on the Delaware and Hudson, the men 
will admit that their best friend for many years has been John R. Atherton. 
He's the man that stops at every colliery every two weeks and dishes out the rhino. 
Never makes a mistake and has been .paymaster for a long time. Now he's president 
of the North Scranton Bank, and the statements of that bank show what a fine 
president it has. Lives at 2104 North Main avenue. Is a member of the Scranton 
Club and Country Club, and at golfing on the club links they say that few men can 
beat him. Goes in for automobiling and knows how to run a car. As a bowler, 
he deserves the record for North Scranton and has been the terror of all local 
howlers for a long time back. 




MY friend ED — that's what they all say. Chairman of the "Welcome to the City" 
committee. King of baseball. Supreme justice of the aldermen. Owner 
of the biggest horseshoe diamond in the world, and he wears it, too. Isbng 
before I saw Scranton, folks used to say — "Bill if you ever get to Scranton, drop in 
on Eddie Coleman • he'll treat you right." And did they have the right dope? Take 
It from me, they did. 

A good winner and a better loser — that's E. J. You couldn't knock the good 
humor out of htm with a club. Settles more lawsuits than any ten men, and unites 
more families that get in tod, than the clergy. Been in council and on the bakery 
wagon and holding down the alderman's chair. Made baseball here, when every 
game was a loss, and he's keeping it made. If you don't know Eddie Coleman, — 
well, you don't live In this end of Pennsylvania, that's all. 





GET to know John J. Loftus. Spend a few minutes with him and you'll go away 
feeling better. He's a druggist down at 235 Wyoming Avenue, but he has 
a friendliness and congeniality about him that are better than all the medicines 
in his store. No one 'has him shaded when it co<mes to telling a story. No one 
in the city can get off a practical joke and get away with it like John Loftus. His 
drug store is known all over the country and when some of the national figures like 
John Mitchell come to town, they generally drop in on Loftus first thing. Belongs 
to all sorts of organizations where good fellows meet and no meeting is considered 
complete unless he drops in some time during the evening. 

So popular is John that at the primaries last May, he secured — "handsdown" — 
the Democratic nomination for Congressman. There'll be something doing when 
Johnnie gets to "Washington. 




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IF you have any doubt in your mind as to whether it was Old Bill Shakespeare 
or Lord Bacon who wrote all about Romeo and Juliet, the Henrys, Shylock, 
Othello and all that crowd, drop in some afternoon on Aaron V. Bower, attorney, 
leader of civic movements and literature. He'll tell you all about it and prove what 
he says to your satisfaction. Nearly every place that folks argue the authorship 
of the Shakespeare books, Bower is well known and his word is listened to and 

And any time you hear of a movement in this city that has for its aim the 
uplift of the community life and the betterment of men, you will find A. V. Bower 
at its head or well in the forefront. He is an authority on Sunday School work 
and on the work of men's clubs and is one of the prime movers in the development 
of the social side of the church. He has addressed meetings in forty-seven churches 
in this city alone, and has been heard and applauded in many churches in other 
cities. He has lectured in many cities on the Bacon-Shakespeare controversy, 
Michael Angelo and Pompeii, preparing the last two addresses in Europe and 
getting original stereopticon slides. Traveled on the route of a big lecture bureau 
but had to give up to take care of his law practice in this city. Been here nineteen 
years, is a Wesleyan man, class of '83, and a Drew Thelogical Seminary graduate, 
class of 1888. 




IP you are ever troubled about any questions on architecture — if you want to know 
the latest and the best ways of going about building a home, church or business 
place — just have a talk with John Spencer Duckworth, in the Coal Exchange 
building, who continues the business established 1884 by the late John A. Duckworth. 
Been studying architecture all ais life, and finished at Cornell, Class of 1912. Been 
all through Europe since, seeing now they built places there in the old days and 
seeing how they build them today, as well. Keeps right up to the minute in his 
line, aDd is getting the pick of the jobs that are going. Every architect in town 
predicts big things for Duckworth. Finds time to be a member of the Board of 
Trade and a hustler for the good of the city; belongs to the Country Club and the 
Scranton Canoe Club, and is an expert with the paddle, and with shotgun and rifle. 




IF I ever get any money ahead of the rent and grocery bill and the shoe bill for 
t'he kids, I'll take it to E. A. Burke in the Traders National Bank Building and 
•have him put it where it will be safe and where it will make money for me 
out of itself. 'For if anybody hereabouts knows a good investment it's E. A. Burke. 
Only a young man yet, he has been for years considered an authority on Scranton 
securities and on the big market as well. Beginning as a boy with the I. F. 
Megargefi. banking house when that company opened here he put his time to 
good use, learning the business from bottom to top, and then in 1907 set out 
for himself as an investment banker. Now he has a staff of trained assistants, 
the confidence of every man in the community and the cream of the business in 
In his line, and a host wf satisfied clients. 

Associated with Mr. Burke in his ever growing business are Joseph A. Healey, 
Frank P. Burke and Walter CD. Burke, all hustlers. The firm "has been Fiscal 
Agent for the Northern Electric Street Railway since the inception of the company 
and now acts in same capacity for the Scranton & Binghamton R. R. Co. Specialists 
in Northeastern Pennsylvania securities and the Burke monthly quotation sheet Is 
standard here. 

Let's see. It isn't so long since E. A. Burke got his diploma at St. Cecelia's 
Academy. 1900 wasn't it? They'll tell you at the Academy that he was the 
brightest boy in his class and a wonder at figures. Now ihe's one of the ctiy's 
leading financial men, an expert in things financial. A member, too, of the Scranton 
Club and the Scranton Bicycle Club. 




NO man in Northeastern Pennsylvania is higher in the medical profession than 
Dr. A. J. Connell. No doctor has built up a more successful or larger practice 
and no man has given more of his time to the work of alleviating the ills of 
humanity. Big physically and mentally he has made his way to the top of his 
profession and his cheery, good heartedness has been medicine for the patients he 
treated and their families. Finds time to be Vice President and medical director of the 
Scranton Life Insurance Company, a member of the Board of the State Hospital and 
one of the hardest workers for the good of that institution. Is a member of the 
Scranton club, Country club and the Masonic bodies. Has an office in the Connell 
building and lives at 722 Vine street. His activities do not begin and end with the 
vice-presidential chair he occupies at the Scranton Life. He is the active President 
of the rapidly growing Northern Electric Railway Company, Director of the Enter- 
prise Coal Company, Green Ridge Coal Company, also of Danville State Hospital. 




EVERY once in a while a young man from the Abingtons comes into Scranton, 
looks the place over, picks out a good job for a start and gets busy on making a 
success out of life. That's the kind of citizen we have in Floyd W. Beemer, 
of Clark's Summit. Son of George Beemer, superintendent of the Hillside Home, 
and one of the most popular men in Northeastern Pennsylvania. It isn't so long 
6ince Floyd Beemer tackled Scranton, but already he's cashier of the Providence 
Bank, one of the strongest suburban financial institutions in the city. His knowl- 
edge of banking and of people is a big factor in the rapid growth of the bank. 
Not so many years ago Beemer was a terror to eleven men on the football team 
that might be opposing his own eleven, and it's probably some of the old "pep" 
that made him a gridiron star that's making him a big figure in the banking world 




WHILE Scranton politicians have been losing sleep figuring out machines, com- 
binations and fusions, up in Jermyn, a young man has been building up a 
clientele of friends that represent every city, town, borough and street in 
the county. Started out in his 'home town and made everybody like him. Got 
the postmastership when the office was v.acant and has been a good postmaster. A 
few years ago he startled the county by breaking into the county commissionership 
fight and lost the nomination by only a small margin. Last year, 1913, he went 
in for prothonotary, landed the nomination and came in under the ribbon a winner, 
without turning a hair. Had .a majority that taxed the adding machine. Popular 
In the Masonic bodies and a big Odd Fellow up and down the valley. Has a hobby 
for books and reads the best of them. Does a little fishing when he has time to 
leave work for a day, and generally goes back to Jermyn with a big catch of big 
fish. Started the prothonotary job on New Year's Day, 1914. 




STANLEY EDWARD DOLPH is the type of young business man that every grow- 
ing city needs. Put him up against a business proposition and the harder 
it is the 'harder he "works to make it a success. When the Scranton Steam 
Pump Company was hard hit financially and everybody "was saying the city was 
going to lose that industry, the Court named Stanley E. Dolph one of the Receivers. 
Put the business on its feet, and knows so much about making pumps and running 
the business end of the plant that the stockholders have elected him president of 
the company. Going some that — president of one of the biggest concerns in the 
city, because he made it big. Lives at 324 Clay avenue, is a member of the Country 
Club of Scranton the Scranton Club, the Waverly Country Club and the Engineers' 
Club. Knows all about motoring and can handle a big car with the best of them. 
Down Pike County way they tell stories of the deer and bears that Stanley Dolph 
has brought down in the hunting seasons. 




NO history of Scranton and its prominent men would be complete without Elmer 
H. Lawall. Holds the big job of treasurer for the International Correspondence 
Schools and has held it almost since the company was founded. Does the 
work so well that he has become as much a part of the institution as the name 
itself. No man is better liked by the thousands of employes of the schools and no 
man is fairer and squarer in his treatment of them. Prominent in Wilkes-Barre, 
too, where 'he has his home. Finds time to play golf for recreation and few men 
on the Country Club links here or in Wilkes-Barre play a better game. 




THE middle letter stands for "Prince," and every one over on the South Side will 
tell you that William P. Huester is a "Prince of Good Fellows" — only they 

all call him "Billy." Un at City Hall where he has been doing favors for every- 
body for years, there's no one more popular than "Billy" Huester. 

And sing — -well the Junger Mannerchor would not be as good as it is if "Billy's" 
voice was not there with the music stuff. Many's the time that same voice put the 
"pep" into the boys of the Scranton baseball team as it boomed away in the stand. 
As for ten pins — well the ten pin that can stay standing when "Billy" heaves the 
ball down the alley, has not been made yet. Politics is his oyster. And say Girls! 
"Billy's" a bachelor. 




JUST like in anything else, "pep" counts a heap in business these days. The 
good old hustle and work and hurry will bring any young man to the top. 
If you doubt me look at Harry E. Schuler. Just a young man yet, but one of 
the most active men in the city in the real estate, mortgages and building and 
loan circles. He's the "whole cheese" in the New Schiller Building and Loan 
Association, biggest association of its kind in the city. Has the confidence of 
all the big men of the town. Active member of the Scranton Bicycle Club and the 
Masonic bodies. Knows 'more about chickens and how to raise them than many a 
man who is running the poultry shows. Automobiling is his favorite sport, and 
he runs his car without ever hitting anything but the speed laws. Making a study 
of farming and has a broad knowledge of that subject. Biggest hobby, though, is 
woirk, and as a worker he shines. 



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GOOD nature is a great asset for a doctor. Sometimes one runs across an 
M. D. whose smile is almost as good as any medicine, and who has about him 
a geniality and air of friendliness that drives pain and trouble away. That's 
the kind of doctor we have in Dr. S. P. Longstreet. Puts the heart in a fellow 
instead of driving it out with a lot of solemn gestures and long words. One of the 
leaders in his profession. Has time between calls to do good work for the com- 
munity and for his friends. Served a term as county coroner and for years was 
one of the most energetic and conscientious school directors the district ever had. 
Thirty-second degree Mason. And sportsman — we'll leave it to the doctor to run 
up to the game law limit every time he hikes to the timbers for trout, rabbits, 
pheasants or any other game. 




THERE was a band at the depot the day I hit Scranton. Thirty or forty red- 
coated boys were blowing and hammering that one about "Hail to the Chief." 

I swelled all up. Three buttons off my vest bounced from the brakeman's cheat. 
"Sounds like the Marine band," I said to the brakeman. "Sure does," said he, 
as he looked at my swelling ribs. "Must be for you old top, eh?" 

When I got over the daze, I found the regiment at the station just home from 
camp. But I never will forget the music that band made. Out it came just the 
same as if old Phil Sousa was banging his baton on the air. Just the kind of music 
to make a man fall into step and keep there. Before I left the platform I found 
out that the band was Al Lawrence's own, the kind of a band it takes twenty years 
to build up. Al has been at it since 1892. Came here from Bethany, he tells me. 
Fishes a lot between tunes and spends the rest of the time making friends with 
everybody that is fortunate enough to meet him. 




EVERY time I •want to hear a real orator, I go to the court house and listen to 
Attorney E. <C. Amerman argue a case. Of all the attorneys at the local bar 
- there i6 none that can compare with Ed. Amerman when it comes to the real 
oratory of the bar. A big man, he has a big voice that he can control perfectly 
at all times and that can register in the same breath, almost, the deep bass tones 
of denunciation or the soft pitched pleading for the cause of the right against the 
mighty. He's the kind of a man I like to meet and the kind of man that it does 
good for anybody to meet. One leaves him feeling better for the whole-souled 
friendliness of the man, and realizing that one has met a real man who knows how 
to be a friend as well as a good lawyer. 

Down at the Elks rooms he's one of the big boys of the lodge, and has a high 
place in the councils of the Shriners. Between cases nothing suits him better than 
to hike off into the woods and spend hour after hour coaxing trout and other game 
fish out of the water. 



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BEST known man in this part of the State — William M. Bunnell. IMakes more 
friends than any one I ever met. Has that smile that nothing can wear off, 
and the habit of making good at anything he tries. Came here as a kid, they 
tell me, •with nothing hut an ambition to make good at the law. Beat down all 
obstacles, a hundred friends a day, studied hard and was admitted. Climbed 
straight to the top and four years ago went before the people for county prothono- 
tary. Led the Democratic ticket in that race. Has a big law practice, spends a lot 
of time as vice-president and trust officer of the fast growing Anthracite Trust 
Company, and puts in the Summer time growing apples on a big farm up Montrose 
way. Belongs to the Masons, Knights Templar, is a Shriner, Elk, Odd Fellow, 
Knight of Pythias, Knight of the Mystic Chain, Lieutenant Colonel of the Uniformed 
Rank of the Patriotic Order Sons of America, member of the Green Ridge Club, 
crack tennis player, enthusiastic baseball fan and close personal friend of Christy 
Mathewson, the king of all the baseball pitchers. And a 6inger, too — you ought to 
hear him in his quartet. 





IF any one asked me who is Scranton's best liked man, about the first answer I'd 
make would be, Rev. Griffin W. Bull, D. D., pastor of the First Presbyterian 
Church. Whole souled, generous, of a disposition that is always sunny, a pulpit 
orator whose every word counts, an after dinner talker Who has few equals in this 
end of the State, brimful of a man's humor, he makes friends wherever he goes and 
he keeps them, too. Born in Dixie, educated and ordained there, he brought with 
him to Scranton in 1906 the culture and courtesy for -which the men of the South 
are famed. He brought, too, a nobility of purpose and a kindliness of heart that 
makes it first .always, with him to extend the hand of brotherhood to men and to 
minister to their physical, as well as their spiritual, needs. His collegiate and 
ecclesiastical training were taken at Hampden-Sidmey College and the Union Theo- 
logical 'Seminary of "Virginia, and he received his degree of Doctor of Divinity from 
the Cumberland University of Tennessee. For six years he has been paragraph 
writer for the Association Men, the international Y. M. C. A. organ, and in this 
capacity is the leader of the world's largest class In the study of the Scriptures. 
The membership includes more than 10,000 men in every country on the globe, 
from the judge on the bench to the prisoner in jail. Writes a paragraph a day the 
year around. Dr. Bull was the first man in Scranton to successfully experiment 
with wireless telegraphy and has a station on the roof of his imanse at 816 Olive 
street, that picks up news of the world every day and night. Fond of aquatic sports 
and spends week days in the Summer at Lake Winola, where he has one of the 
fastest boats on the water. 




I'M going to tip you off to something good. Get to know Fred H. Emery. Get 
the feel of that handshake of his. Get the good that is in that smile of his. 
Fred's the man that cured the backache for thousands of breaker boys. He did 
it all with his patent slate picker, that's the big thing in every coal breaker. Knows 
everybody in Scranton. Born here, some place up in Providence, lives at 1739 
North Washington avenue. Big Elk, big man in the Engineers' Society, does a little 
dickering in coal mining and makes friends everywhere. Served fifteen years in 
the mail service, they tell me, and knew every house along the line in the dark. 
He's a man with the idea, though. Figured out years ago that backache for 
breaker boys was a thing that could be done away with, and worked, built and 
tinkered until he had the slate picker doing the work that was keeping boys out 
of school. Automobiling is his hobby these days, and he rides his hobby, as every 
man should. Every hunting season finds him in the brush, bringing down every- 
thing from a rabbit to a bear. 




DO you know Frederick Glatz? If not you're missing something, for nothing, 
in the world that will put more good cheer into your heart than the smile, 
handshake and good wishes of the genial, affable superintendent of the Stand- 
ard Brewing Company. Good nature is his middle name, believe me, and good 
work is his record. Born in Neederschach, Baden, Germany, in 1861. Landed in 
New York in 1879 with exactly fifty cents in his pockets and with no friends or job. 
Started working in a restaurant kitchen, scrubbing floors, at $4.00 a month. Wefil 
on a truck farm at $9.00 a month. Left there to visit an uncle in Chicago, who 
was poor and had a big family. Landed a job in a lumber yard but gave it up 
to apprentice himself with the Conrad Seipp Brewing Company. Saved money and 
took a course in the Brewers' Academy in Germany. Worked in a nig Berlin brew- 
ery and mastered the business. Returned to the iSeipp plant in Chicago and went 
through all the departments. Worked a year with the Bullen Malting Company 
and then was advanced to brewmaster for the John S. Cook Company, Chicago. 
To get a wider experience he worked with the Bavarian Brewing Company and 
Her and Purgweiger in Kansas City, and with the Purgweiger and the Bartholomay 
Brewing Companies in Rochester, N. Y. After ten years in Rochester, he took a 
trip to Germany for his health, and when he returned to the United States decided 
that Scranton was the best city in the country. He worked five months as super- 
intendent of the Pennsylvania Central Brewing Company and in 1905, when the 
Standard was organized, Mr. Glatz was made superintendent of the new plant. He 
is a director of the Standard Company and of the Pine Brook Bank, and a member 
of the Elks, Masonic bodies, Junger Mannerchor and the Liederkranz. 



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MOKE auto users in Scranton are boosters for Otto Conrad than for any other 
dealer, and for the simple reason that he has sold more cars than any of 
his competitors, and his cars, the famous Fords, have always stood up to 
his representations and then some. It "was the same way in the days of the bicycle 
here-»-the wheel the iConrads sold were the best for covering the roads at the 
quickest gait and lowest cost — just like the Fords. 

Mr. Conrad was born in Scranton in 1871 and has lived here all his life except 
two years in Philadelphia — 1904-05 — when he was manager of the Germania Life 
Insurance Company. On the death of his father, A. Conrad, tie returned to 'Scranton 
in 1906 and has been one of the city's leading business men ever since. The firm 
of A. Conrad & iSon, was established in 1894 and built up a big business in insur- 
ance and bicycles. The present firm, Conrad Brothers, was established in the old 
bicycle days, 1900, and in 1902 started in the auto business, getting the agency 
for the Pierce cars. In 1904 the firm took tTie Ford agency and made it the 
biggest hereabouts. Besides his auto business, Mr. Conrad is vice-president of the 
German Building Association; director of the Green Ridge Bank; charter mernber 
of the Green Ridge Club; director of the Scranton Board of Trade; member of 
the Scranton Commercial Association, and prominent in the affairs of Schiller Lodge, 
Free and Accepted Masons. Motoring and music are his ho'bbies, but he finds time 
Summer afternoons to get out to the ball games, and to play a pretty good game 
of tennis. 




WHEN I meet a man who is filling that hardest of all jobs, alderman, with a 
fairness, efficiency and kind heartedness that makes every one honor and 
respect him, my hat's off to him. That's the kind of man we have in Alder- 
man Robert P. Koehler. All his life he has been making friends by being on the 
square. Came to Scranton from Wisconsin in 1866, at the age of two years. Seven 
years later he started to help fill the family larder by carrying a route on the morn- 
ing Times, then edited by A. A. Chase. Two years of that work and he got a Jou 
with the Garney-Brown Cigar Manufacturing Company. Worked there twenty-six 
years, and was foreman fifteen years of that time. Had to quit because of ill 
health. Was named constable hy Judge John P. Kelly, to succeed James Penman, 
and after twelve years as constable, was appointed alderman by Governor Tener 
to succeed the late John T. Howe. Has offices in the Parr building at 218 Adams 
avenue. Big man in the huilding and loan business. Was president and director 
of the Germania Building and Loan Association for twelve years and president 
for ten years. Veteran member Schiller 'Lodge of Masons and P. O. 8. of A., and 
member of the German Presbyterian church on Hickory street. Married September 
19, 1889, to Louisa Helm and has one daughter, Miss Lydia Koehler, a teacher in 
the public schools. 



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THE older members of the Lackawanna county bar who have made their own 
mark and who have seen younger men climbing steadily to the top of the 
ladder of merit, predict a brilliant career for Attorney Patrick C. Foley, one 
of Seranton's youngest and brightest lawyers. The men who know the ways of the 
courts admire the efficient, unobstrusive way he goes about winning his cases and 
taking the best care of the interests of his clients. And the clients who trust him 
with their cases are his best boosters, for Mr. Foley sees to it that they get every 
benefit of the law. He is only a young man yet but his practice keeps him busy 
and his offices at 1010 'Mears building are a veritable bee hive. Likes to play the 
big game of politics on a small scale and is one of the happiest men in the grand- 
stand when the Scranton baseball team wins. 




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EVERYBODY knows Edward Eisele. Everybody votes for him every time there 
is an election for city controller of Scranton. And every taxpayer feels that 
his money is safe when Edward Eisele up in City Hall has the last say in the 
way it is spent. Rest of all, the great mass of figures he carries in his head, the 
hundreds of items and appropriations and laws he must know about, do not stop 
him from being the most courteous and genial officeholder in the city. No one ever 
found Ed Eisele too busy to be courteous to a caller at his office and the few men 
the city pays to help him out will tell you he's the busiest man in the city. That's 
why we elect him every time his term runs out. Three times hand running now 
we voted him in and that's only a starter. Got one of he bests heads for business 
in the State. Ask the folks over at the New Schiller Building and Loan Associa- 
tion where he is treasurer. Scranton boy, grew up with the city and lives at the 
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WHEN a man is self-made you can gamble he's well-made so far as success goes 
There's F. F. Hendrickson for instance. Born on a farm in Susquehanna 
County, in 1870. Came to Scranton at the age of twenty with nothing buf 
an ambition to make good. Kept at it all the time and ten years ago put ?3,000 
in the Eureka Specialty Company, one of the biggest specialty printing houses in 
the state. Had no previous knowledge of printing but knew how to make a con- 
cern go. Now there's a quarter of a million in the plant out of that $3,000. No new 
money put in but plenty taken out and still the quarter million. Founded the Green 
Ridge Bank and is its president, and is making it grow. Owns the G-reen Ridge 
Department Store, one of the biggest suburban department stores in town. Has 
a number of other business interests. Belongs to the Scranton Club. Has a hobby 
for Franklin automobiles. Has a hobl)y for home, too, and spends a lot of his 
time with his family of nine children. 




ROCKEFELLER, himself, has nothing on William P. ,McGee, when it comes to 
knowing the oil and paint business. Been at it since he was a boy and never 
missed a chance to learn something now in the business. Two years ago 
he organized the Diamond Oil and Paint Company, and the company is now one of 
the largest oil and paint distributors in Northeastern Pennsylvania. Capitalized 
at $100,000 and getting bagger every minute. Treasurer of the Globe Slag Roofing 
Company, another concern that's a credit to Scranton. Big man in the Knights 
of Columbus and one of the first and most prominent members of the Old Guard 
Club. A real baseball fan and a politician who knows how to go out and get 
honest votes for his party's candidate. Lives at 2 09 Colfax avenue. 




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SCRANTGN'S most unique campaigner is Tom Beynon. Sang himself into the 
office of Register of Wills for the county. Cut loose from the old-time hack- 
neyed election campaigns and went before the voters on his merits as a man. 
And wherever he went the voters made him sing and his singing made votes. Ran 
something like 5,000 ahead of his competitor. For years Tom Beynon has been 
considered one of Scranton's leading singers. Wherever a Scranton chorus went 
to take a prize, Beynon's tenor helped bring home the medal. Whenever Scranton 
audiences want to hear real singing they engage Tom Beynon to give them what 
they want. iMusic is his profession and his main hobby, but now he will have to 
give most of his time for the next four years to taking care of wills and issuing 
marriage licenses and the hundred other duties that fall to the lot of the register 
of wills. Lives at 1139 Bryn Mawr street, and is a real baseball fan. Not so 
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THE busiest man in town — lawyer, autoist, horseman, president, past president 
and hardest working member in a half dozen societies and lodges — George W. 
Maxey. But the busier he is, the brighter the smile and the heartier the 
handshake. Can t'hey stop him? Not on your life, with his Tecord of making a 
friend a minute. 

Folks from Forest City when they drop into town tell of the day they worked 
with George in the mines. Down at Mansfield State Normal School the teachers are 
still talking of the marks he made. Out in Michigan, the university alumni always 
telegraph for Maxey when meeting time is at hand, and in the law department of 
the University of Pennsylvania they tell stories of Maxey's reading Blackstone back- 

From coal miner to leading lawyer at thirty-five is his work so far. From 
stranger to past worthy president of the Eagles, parade marshal and leader in the 
P. 0. S. of A., (high mogul in the Junior Order United American Mechanics, big fellow 
in the Moose and important Odd Fellow is what he did in the past few years in 
Scranton. And now we see his signature on the tail end of the papers that come out 
of the district attorney's office. Me for George. 




SCBiANTON'S baby bank, The Lincoln Trust Company, is breaking all records 
for growth and in doing so is justifying the business acumen of its founder 
and president, Hampton C. Shafer. He saw that Scranton needed a new bank 
early <in 1913, and he set about giving the city what it needed. From the day it 
opened, June 7, 1913, the bank has been a success and every day has shown a 
healthy growth. President Shafer was born in Sussex County, New Jersey, Sept. 
18, 1853. He worked one month in a bookstore in Trenton, N. J., and has spent 
the rest of his business-career in banking. For eight years he was bookkeeper 
and assistant cashier in a Lambertville, N. J., bank and he was cashier of the 
Scranton Savings Bank from January, 1881, to iMarch, 1913. When the Scranton 
Savings and the [Dime Banks merged, Mr. Shafer organized the Lincoln Trust Com- 
pany. He lives at 915 Olive street and ds a member of the Scranton Press Club 
and the Country Club. One of the best golfers on the Country Club links. Likes 
to take his rod and line and basket into the woods at the opening of every trout 
season and has a habit of coming home with a fine string. Finds time, too, to 
be vice-president of the Trout Lake Ice Company. 




THE confidence and respect of the people of Scranton for Dr. Albert Kolb had 
its best demonstration on November 4, 1913, when they elected him school 
Director by a big majority. Been a physician here ever since he got his 
degree. Born in Lancaster, N. Y., and moved to Scranton in 1869. Went to public 
school here, and began practice of medicine in 1884. Superintendent of the Bureau 
of Health 1903 to 1906. Sent his children to the public schools. Member of the 
Masonic bo-dies, a Shriner, a Knights of Pythias, a member of the Patriotic Order 
Sons of America, and a singer in the Junger Maennerchor. Does a little fishing, 
when he can run away from his office at 428 Cedar avenue. 




FEW men have done more in the work of building up Scranton than Charles F. 
Miller.editor and publisher of the Board of Trade Journal. His pen has always 
been busy in the fight to bring new industries here and to conserve the plants 
now in operation. Without saying much about it he has gone on about this work 
and his success has been such that the people of his part of the city are now 
-wanting to send him to the State Legislature to. do more good for Scranton. In 
May he was given the Democratic nomination for State Representative by the voters 
of the Third District and he has a splendid chance to get the seat in November. 
Born in Brewerton, N. Y., of parents that trace their ancestry on both sides to 
Revolutionary War soldiers, he was educated in the public schools and studied 
law. Gave the law up for literary work. In 1901 he published and 
distributed to the miners of the district free of charge 200,000 copies 
of the anthracite mine laws. Started the Board of Trade Journal in 1904, the 
third publication of its kind in the country. Made a success of it too, and helped 
the city by so doing. 'Politically he is a Republican in national politics but an 
independent in state and local affairs. Member of all the Masonic bodies, past 
commander Camp 28, Sons of Veterans, and an enthusiastic member of the United 
Sportsmen and the Engineers' Club. One of the most successful hunters and fishers 
among the Sportsmen, too, and a lover of all forms of outdoor sports. 



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Folks used to say a corporation has no 
sooil. Maybe it hasn't and maybe it has. 
You can't prove it by me. But whether 
the corporation has a soul or not, it has 

a body, and, just like the human body, it's 
subject to all sorts of frailties. Corpor- 
ations go lame. Corporations become 
flabby from under-digestion and oveT- 
digestion. Corporations get that "run 
down" feeling with age, sometimes. Cor- 
porations have a hard time finding their 
feet at the start out. Nowadays a sick 
corporation does not lie down and die. It 
calls in the doctor. 

It's a fairly new business, this restor- 
ing run-down corporations to health, and 
looking after the teething and croup and 
colics of the baby concerns. It takes a big 
knowledge of business methods, a broad 
outlook and a countrywide acquaintance. 

if the company doctor is to be a success 
and escape from the little liked work of 
writing out death certificates instead of 
pronouncing the patient cured and fit for 
every fight that may come. Right here 
at home we have the big man of this new 
school of business — V. W. B. Hedgepeth 
and the American Underwriters, (Inc.) 
that he founded not so long ago. 

No Latin words muddle the prescrip- 
tions that the Underwriters write. "The 
punch" is a much used remedy in their 
pharmacoepia. "System" is another. Ex- 
pert treatment is guaranteed for every 
ailment of every corporation and the fame 
of the Underwriters is spreading across 
the country and into Mexico and Canada. 

When a baby company is starting out the 
folks are getting into the habit of calling 
in the American Underwriters. When a 
going concern begins to show signs of a 

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breakdown, the Underwriters are called in 
to prescribe the necessary "pep" and 

The Underwriters have among other 
powers the right to guarantee the pay- 
ment of dividends and interest on stocks. 
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THE bigger things come, the easier they are for V. W. B. Hedgepeth. He has 
cackled some of the hardest financial problems in years, and now he's at work 

on his biggest concern the American Underwriters. Organized it here in 

Scranton and making it grow. First president and still has the job. President, 
too of the Red River Valley Land and Development Company. Vice-President 
Dupont Railway and Land Company. Director First National Bank, Factoryville, 
and Vice-President Red River Lumber Company. Most versatile man in town. 
Parmer, hunter, trapshooter. Best shot in Pennsylvania and holds State champion- 
ship for trap shooting. Is a Master of Arts; civil engineer; farmer on big scale. 
Controls 10,000 acres of land in Louisiana that the Standard Oil Company is 
going to decorate with derricks and as much in Virginia. Raises hogs by the 
million. Grows fruit by the thousand tons. Owns and edits a weekly paper. 
President of the State Reading Circle Board of Education in Indiana before he came 
here. Held down a professor's chair for years. Hardest worker I ever met and 
one of the most congenial. Scranton won when he came here from Indiana. 



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bonds, debentures and securities issued by 
any -corporation. II that treatment "will 
not put a floundering concern on its feet, 
no other treatment will, and a doctor is 
not needed. It 'has the power to engage 
in, and carry on, any business in connection 
with its general power as underwriter. So 
that if a limping corporation cannot stride 
along, the Underwriters will take the 
burdens on their broader shoulders and 

carry them out of the rut and on to the 
highway of success and dividends. 

The same charter-powers give the 
Underwriters the right to buy, sell and 
trade in securities of every description, 
options, rights, real property, merchandise 
and personal property. They can promote 
and assist companies, syndicates and 
partnerships. They can act as brokers 
and agents for the sale of real property, 
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EVERY once in a while a good man forges to the front and next day is known all 
over the country for the good that is in him. That's the sort of a man Charles 
W. Miller is. Won his way to the United States Attorneyship of Indiana with 
headquarters in Indianapolis. When the famous dynamite trials were on a year ago, 
he was the prosecutor, and he made a record as a lawyer in that case that will 
stand as long as the government. President Wilson says he is a man of the highest 
type in the public service. Reported to have refused an enormous fortune as a 
bribe. Big in business, too. DirectOT of the Home Telephone Company, a boon to 
Indiana. Former State Attorney-General; former president Elkhart Cointy Trust 
Company of Goshen, Ind., and former president of the State Bank of Goshen. Goes 
in for golf as a recreation when he can find time for recreation, which is seldom. 



Story of the SPAC (Continued) 

securities of every kind and personal prop- 
erty. They may have offices and carry on 
their business of building up and restor- 
ing corporations in every city of the 
United States, in the colonies and in for- 
eign countries. They may acquire the 
good will, rights and property of all kinds 
and undertake the -whole or any part of 

the assets of any person, firm, corporation 
or association. 

The Underwriters, the new doctor of 
corporations, is well equipped for its hard 
work. Take a look at the directors and 
see how they fit into the business. There's 
the president, V. W. B. Hedgepeth of 
Scranton. If any man ever had the mag- 
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ONE of the men that drew up the papers when the American Underwriters was 
founded and one of the most valued men on the Board. Lives here, and counts 
his friends by the thousand. Has an unlimited capacity for work, and goes at 
it straight. Doesn't know any roundabout ways. Has a big practice as general 
corporation counsel and a thorough knowledge of corporation law. Is treasurer 
of the DuPont Railway and Land Company; treasurer of the International Land 
Company, and -director of both the Red River Land and Lumber Companies. 



Story of the SPAC (Continued) 

netism and the sheer physical force to 
make a lame corporation get into the 100- 
yard-dash class, he's the man. A fifteen 
minute talk with him -will send a worried 
president out into the battle of business 
with a new courage in his heart, and many 
a new idea of how to bridge the chasm, 
in ihis head. Hedgepeth finds the ailment 
of the concern with the same unerring 

finger that an allopath or homeopath finds 
the pulse of his patient. 

There's Charles W. Miller, the vice- 
president. Remember the big dynamite 
trial in Indianapolis? Miller was the main 
figure in those trials. Did the prosecut- 
ing for the Federal government. Can you 
imagine any one trying to do anything 
that is barred by the statutes against a 
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ES. RALPH is one of Ohio's live wires today. Made the American Seeding 
• Machine Company famous by his method of advertising it. Now he is help- 
ing make the American Underwriters known all over the country. No one 
in Ohio can tell a business proposition or a story as good as E. S. Ralph. Folks 
used to come from miles around to hear him talk at the banquets and foregatherings 
of citizens of Kingston. He's Vice-President of the Corrugated Steel Nail Com- 
pany and Treasurer of the National Old Trails Road Association, of Kansas City. 
Positively the worst golf player on record. 



Story of the SPAC (Continued) 

company that Miller is active in? Our 
own H. R. Van Deusen, is the secretary 
and treasurer. Corporation lawyer, he is, 
and knows more about corporation law 
than is written in the books. E. S. Ralph, 
of Springfield, Ohio, is a director. See 
what he is ibesides that. Advertising 
manager (or the biggest seeding machine 
company south of Jupiter. Knows how 

to place the Underwriters before the 
public. Vice-president of a nail company 
— has the stuff for nailing on a loose 
shingle or a sprung floor board in a sick 
concern, and, with all that, he's treasurer 
of the Old Trails Road Association, of 
Kansas City. Can he help point the way 
out? Leave it to him. 

J. N. Penrod, of Kansas City, biggest 
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BIGGEST man in Kansas City and doing bigger things than any anan there — J. N. 
Penrod. Director of the American Underwriters. In the Middle West no one 
ever mentions the name of Kansas City unless they add something praise- 
worthy of Penrod. One of the hest golfers west of the Atlantic Ocean. President of 
the Penrod Walnut and Veneer Company; President Penrod- Abbott Lumber Com- 
pany; Vice-President East St. Louis Walnut Company, St. Louis; Treasurer Bennett 
Hardwood Lumber Company, Memphis, Tenn.; Director Goodlander-Robinson Lum- 
ber Company, Memphis; Director Standard Asphalt and Rubber Company, Chicago; 
Director and Member Executive Board, Central Board Coal and Coke Company, 
Kansas City; Director National Bank of the Republic; Director Fidelity Trust Com- 
pany and Director Manufacturers and Mechanics Bank. 



Story of the SPAC (Continued) 

lumber man in bis state, is also on the 
■board. If a sick concern needs support, 
he has timbers heavy enough to prop it 
up. If a lame corporation is stalled, hell 
supply the crutch while the doctor is fix- 
ing up a creaky knee or a poorly oiled hip. 
F. W. Wollerton, of Scranton, is another 
director. Banking is his -main business 
and he knows all that's to be known about 

that business. And the banker is a good 
man to have around. Vice-president of 
the Scranton and Binghamton Railway 
and an expert on electric road financing. 
Director of the Scranton Life Insurance 
Company and ihas plenty of statistics on 
the mortality tables of men and corpora- 
tions in his head. 

Another big man on the board is Dr. 
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SCRANTON is known for its strong banks and its aggressive and conservative 
bankers, and any banker will tell you that when it comes to a combining of 
that rare combination 'of aggressiveness and conservatism, no man passes F. W. 
Wollerton, vice-president of the Union National. Knows financial conditions not in 
this city alone, but all over the country. Good man for any Board and good for the 
Board of the American Underwriters. Is vice-ipresident of the Scranton and Bing- 
hamton Railroad; director of the Scranton Life Insurance Company; director of the 
Old Forge Discount and Deposit Bank, and director of the First National Bank of 
Factoryville. One of the almost best golf players on the Country Club links, too. 



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William P. Kier, of St. Louis, but in de- 
mand all over the country for his skill as 
a physician and surgeon. Knows a lot 
about the anatomy of corporations as well 
as humans. Great man for advisor when 
the patient calls. Best board I ever ran 
across. Out in Indiana, Pa., they have 
Thomas Sutton, president of the Board of 
Trustees of the State Normal School, just 

the man to teach the baby corporation the 
rudiments of business. He's a lawyer, too, 
and can combine the legal with the edu- 
cational lore. Then there's Mr. Hall, the 
great classical scholar of Indiana. If he 
can't put the Underwriters wise to the root 
of any living, or dead, story put up to 
them, he's not the man I take him for. 
And to top off the list there's Thomas C 
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THOUSANDS of persons all over the Middle West and in many other parts of the 
country, count Dr. William F. Kier, of St. Douis, Mo., as one of the most 
skilled physicians and surgeons in the country. No man in his part of the 
United States has had a more successful practice or done more good for humanity. 
He is one of the best men that the Underwriters could choose for a seat on their 
Board and he is one of the hardest workers for the success of the Company. Autoing 
is his only recreation. The rest of his time is taken up with his practice and with 
the time he can spare to help make the American Underwriters the big success it is 
on the way to be. 



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Seidel, down in Reading. A contractor 
and builder, tie is. Give him the materials 
and the plans his fellow members furnish, 
and he can put them together as none 
other can. 

The Underwriters are a necessity to the 
purchasing public as well as to the cor- 
porations offering securities and the cor- 
porations in need of the helping hand. As 

a rule the purchasing public has little 
time or opportunity to investigate the 
securities it buys. The Underwriters will 
do that work and do it well, bringing 
expert knowledge and training to the job. 
The purchaser knows that every security 
offered by the Underwriters is exactly as 
described. The facilities of tihe Under- 
writers for getting this Information are 
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THOMAS SUTTON is one of the big men of Indiana, Pa., and one of the big men 
of the State. He's proud of his seat on the directorate of the American 
Underwriters because he knows the Underwriters are headed towards being 
one of the biggest concerns of its kind in the country, and he's helping along on the 
job of making it a success. He's president of the Board of Trustees of the State 
Normal School; director of the First National Bank of his home city; President of 
the Keystone Printing Company, of Pittsburg; member of the Indiana Foundry 
Company and one of the best lawyers at the bar in Pennsylvania. His home is one 
of the beauty spots of Indiana. Cost all of $75,000 to put up and worth every cent 
it cost. 



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unlimited. To the corporation, offering 
securities, the Underwriters offer one of the 
best organizations in the country. To the 
new concern it offers the way to the mar- 
ket. And for its own stockholders it sells 
its knowledge of business at a fair price 
but at a price that means big dividends 
on the money invested. It's a great busi- 
ness, this corporation doctor — great for 

the patient and great for the doctor, too. 
Scranton is lucky to have the Underwrit- 
ers on the job here. 

Food, fuel and shelter are the main 
things dealt in by the American Under- 
writers. No man can get on without 
food. Most men would freeze during the 
cold spells, unless fuel were at hand. And 
there would not be any living at all with- 
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RIGHT in the center of the activities of the American Underwriters is Robert 
Hall, prominently identified with the growth of his city, and for fifteen years 
Professor of Greek and Latin at the Indianapolis Manual Training High 
School, but now the General Manager of the Indianapolis office of the American 
Underwriters, Inc. The right man for the big job, and everlastingly, and altogether 
on the job. Building up the business of the corporation just as thoroughly as he did 
for more than a decade, the classical knowledge of the rising generation of the 
Middle West. 

Fluff and feathers constitute his one diversion — his fame as a chicken inspector 
has gone far and wide. 



Story of the SPAC (Continued) 

out shelter. The proposition that the land 
is the source of all wealth cannot be gain- 
said, so the Underwriters deal in great 
farms, managed on scientific and business 
lines. Coal lands, are getting more 
valuable every day, but poor management 
has the same effect on a coal company that 
a draft has on the back of a person's neck. 
Timber, too, the shelter of the nation, is 
a great business, but without a little scien- 

tific management and conservation a 
million dollar tract may be crippled by 
fire, or waste, or poor management. Public 
service corporations are another class of 
companies that can show a profit or loss 
dependent upon management. In these 
lines the Underwriters excel and their 
prescriptions are always followed by a 
general toning up of the whole 6ystein 
and a wiping out of the word "loss" from 
the books. 



DOWN in Reading they have a man who is never satisfied unless he is building 
something. Been in the contracting business a long time. Built most of the 
big buildings in bis home town. Now he's trying his best to run the Republican 
party and build it up into a bigger and better party than it ever was in Reading. 
Good man for the board of the American Underwriters — good because of his experi- 
ence in building things. Bound to be a big help to the fast growing concern. Head 
of the E. B. Beard Construction Company that can handle anything from a voting 
booth to a Woolworth building. Knows everybody down Reading way and every- 
body he knows is his firm and fast friend. 




COUNTY Commissioner, baseball magnate, brewer, powerful politician and all 
around good fellow — that's Robert W. Allen. Folks say of him that no man 
ever bad a truer friend. Born in West Scranton, November 12, 1871, be 
has been making good ever since. In the old days he was about the best amateur 
ball player in the county and he never wavered in his love of the national game. 
Entered politics early and was elected register of wills on the Republican ticket in 
1903. Elected minority county commissioner in 1908 and re-elected majority com- 
missioner in 1912. President of the Anthracite Brewing Company and active mem- 
ber of the Eagles, Elks and P. O. S. of A. Just a few months ago be was made 
treasurer of the Scranton Baseball Association, and is putting a lot of life into the 
team. In the court house there is no more popular official than Robert W. Allen, 
and 'When big things are doing in state politics he is generally consulted. 



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OLD timers who worked in the steel mills when the mills were over in South 
Scranton still talk of young Henry Butler, the boy who did his work so well 
that all hands agreed he would go to the top. And when Henry meets the 
old timers now, gives them a real handshake and hustles along they say — "I told 
you so; Young Henry had it in him from a kid." County Commissioner now. High 
man on the Democratic side two years ago and although a minority commissioner 
he is a big factor on the board. Worked in the steel mill when a small boy and 
grew up there. Entered the brewery business and was advanced to the post of 
collector for the Casey & Kelly company, and held it for more than twenty years, 
is high in the councils of that Company today. Organized and is president of the 
Hotel and Household Supply Company and was the organizer and is president of 
the well-known Val Verde Manufacturing Company, companies who are responsible 
for the elegant interiors of some of the leading stores and hotels in Lackawanna 
and Luzerne counties. Mr. Butler is well known and well liked in every city and 
town in the two counties and one of the hardest workers in this part of the State. 
His absorbing hobby is his home, and he spends every minute he can in his resi- 
dence at 315 Locust street with his ten sons and daughters. 





WHEN West Scranton wants to brag of the successful men in business or politics 
that have had their start over there, one of the first names you'll hear is 
Morgan Thomas. He's county commissioner now, serving his second term, 
and he's a big dominant factor in the Republican party here. Self-made, he is in 
the sense that he worked out his own success. Born in Wales in 1857, he was taken 
to Australia at the age of 6 by his parents. The call of the United States reached 
Thomas there in 1872 and in that year he located in West Scranton. Breaker 
boy was his first job and then miner, but he looked ahead and saved money and 
said good-bye to the mines in 1883. Later he mastered the commercial course in 
Wyoming Seminary and got a job as clerk with F. P. Price, then a merchant on 
Lackawanna avenue. Struck out for himself in 1890 in the location lie now owns 
at Jackson street and Hyde Park avenue. Because he always dealt fair with the 
people they elected him County Commissioner in 1906 and again in 1911. A lovei 
of music, he is the big figure and president of the Dr. Parry Male Chorus. He is a 
director of the Keystone Bank, and active in the Masonic bodies, the Knights of 
Pythias, Knights of Malta, Royal Arcanum and Woodmen. 




MUSIC" one of the boys in the office said to me one day, when I asked where 
I could hear some real melody; "Music! Well it you want to forget all your 
troubles and get so you cannot make your feet keep still, just break into 
some place where "Bob" Bauer is leading his band or orchestra. He's been king 
of the music makers here for years and he deserves the title." Well I've got to admit 
I danced until I thought I had the rheumatism., the first night I iheard that orchestra 
of Bauer's. And when I heard his band — well I just fell in line with the parade, 
that's all; couldn't lielp it. Bauer has got about him that air of the natural musician 
and bandmaster. Men who play for him say they cannot help doing their best when 
he stands there swinging the rod. Everybody who ever went to a dance or saw a 
parade get the same feeling I got, when Bauer's men, with their leader at work, 
strike up the band. And his music doesn't stop "Bob" Bauer from being one of 
the best men in town to meet, and to know, neither does it scare the fish away 
from his hook and bait. What between playing, leading his musicians, instructing 
a big class of ipupils in imusic and doing a little fishing now and then, he finds time 
to drop around the Masonic lodges and the Elks rooms, where he is always welcome 
and where everybody is glad to see him and have a talk. Bob's band was organized 
in 1877, and he has been playing all real jobs ever since. 



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LACKAWANNA county is so proud of one of her favorite son?, Capt. Ben S. 
Phillips, that last Fall the voters elected him to the highest county office by 
a majority that made 'his opponents feel they were not even running. And 
just to show them their confidence is in the right place, Captain Ben is starting 
in to make the best sheriff Lackawanna ever had. Whole-souled, hearty and fair 
and square in everything he does the sheriff has made a friend a minute since he 
was born and he never goes back on a friend. And he -has made his own way 
in the world, hard work being the secret of his success. Born in Aberdare, South 
"Wales, August 15, 1855. Went to the day and night schools of "that country and 
in 1865 began working in the mines. Came to United States in 1880 and got a 
job in the mine. In 1888 he was elected Auditor of Lackawanna township. From 
1890 to 1905 was one of the biggest rock contractors in the coal fields. Always 
interested in Republican party politics, his friends sent him to the iState Legisla- 
ture in 1908 and again in 1910. Ran ahead of the field in the county election in 
1913 and Lackawanna is now proud of her Sheriff. Lives on (East Parker street. 
Active in the Elks, Eagles and Woodmen. Happy when he has a chance to go 
hunting or fishing or take care of his horses, chickens, ducks and truck garden. 




CAR1BOND1AL.E is not such a big place, as cities go, but some of her sons are the 
■biggest men in the county. Take P. F. Connor, for instance. Born there, 
educated there and married there. Took a hand in politics and showed his 
worth. From 1896 to 1904 he was treasurer of the city, and could be holding 
that berth yet, but he decided that Carbondale should have representation in the 
county government. Ran for County Treasurer and was elected by a big majority. 
In 1908 people called him again, this time to the county's highest office — Sheriff. 
Was Sheriff for four years and made a record for efficiency in that office. Made 
friends, too, all his life, and today there is no man in the county who stands better 
with the people. Natural "born politician, and life long Democrat, he has been 
invaluable in the campaigns of that party, and his wise counsel guided many a 
campaign to success. Takes a hand in State and National politics, too, and is one 
of few men in Northeastern Pennsylvania who are recognized as leaders by the 
national party. Lives in Carbondale yet, 'but takes a run down to Scranton pretty 
often to keep in touch with his friends and his affairs here. 




BACK in 1905, Francis H. Coffin, dropped in Scranton to sell the coal companies 
a few carloads of goods. He looked the town over, liked it, picked out an 
ce and settled here. He had traveled pretty well over the entire country selling 
goods, 'but Scranton was the first place he liked well enough to make his home in. 
Ever since 1905 Francis H. Coffin has been the biggest salesman in this end ot 
the State. He is a selling agent first, last and all the time. From, .his office in 
the Board of Trade building he handles the lines of the Michigan Wood Pipe Com- 
pany, is general sales agent for the "Baldwin" Carbide mine lamps and sales agent 
for the Asbestos Protected Metal Roofing Company and the Highland Chemical Co. 
Lives at 1528 Jefferson avenue, is a member of the Peter Williamson Lodge, Free 
and Accepted Masons, the Scranton Club, Country Club and Engineers' Club. Likes 
golf, knows just where and how to fish and is an enthusiast on all outdoor sports. 
Princeton man, class of '99, lived in the West, New Mexico, and Utah, worked in 
New York a few years and spent several years on the road. Has built up a 'big 
business here and has the confidence of all the big buyers. 




IF any one has any doubt about hard work and plugging away paying, he ought 
to get acquainted with William F. Forster, member of the fire insurance firm 
of James D. Evans & 'Co., of the Burr building. On the job every minute is 
his method. Wherever a fire insurance risk is to be had, Forster is there first or 
among the first, and his salesmanship ability is a big factor in the rapidly growing 
business of his company. When he found that he could not get over the ground 
fast enough on his feet, he went out and bought an automobile and now he is 
doing twice as much business as before he got the machine. Business men like 
to see him come into their places with his genial smile and straightforward way 
of going about his business. And the books of his firm are showing the result 
of hard work of its junior member. 





LAST year when it began to look as if the trans-county road would never be 
finished — after all kinds of delays had held up the work — the County Com- 
missioners cast about for a man who could deliver the goods. James L. Gaynor 
was the man they selected and the contract for the upper end of the road went 
to the Gaynor Contracting Company. The Gaynor Company finished the stretch 
of pave between this city and Carbondale in record time and the pave laid is one 
of the best pieces of work in the country. James L. Gaynor is a Scranton man. 
Born here in 1876. Went through the public schools and took a graduate course 
in highway engineering in Columbia University. For several years he was in the 
Engineering Department of the Bell Telephone Company and had charge of the 
underground conduit construction, erection of buildings and development plans. 
Organized the Gaynor Contracting Company in 1906 and made it a winner from 
the start by making good on every contract Street paves laid here last year by 
the Gaynor Company are the best in the city. And when it comes to laying under- 
ground conduits, the companies that want good work done call him in. Has laid 
miles of conduits for the Bell Telephone Company and now has a big contract for 
the same kind of work with the Scranton Electric Company. Member of the 
American Society of Civil Engineers; the Engineering Society of Northeastern Penn- 
sylvania; the Permanent International Association of Road Congress of France. 



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WHEN it comes to being a courteous and affable as well as competent public 
official, you just gotta hand it to Peter W. Haas, Recorder of Deeds for 
Lackawanna County. After he takes your deed or mortgage to file on his 
books, you go out of his office saying — well there's one man we elected who is 
on the job and willing to work for his salary. Over in South Scranton there's no 
man better liked than "Pete" Haas, and every time he runs for office he gets the 
solid vote of that part of the city. Only thirty-seven years old, but has served 
a term in the old Common 'Council of the city and another as Chairman of the 
Select Council under the old style of municipal government, and last Fall piled 
up "a big majority in the race for Recorder of Deeds. Worked a while in the 
County Commissioners office and is an authority on court house affairs. Educated 
in the public schools, and learned the printing trade. Member of Camp No. 430, 
P. 0. S. of A., Scranton Athletic Club. Fraternal Order of Eagles and Masonic 
bodies. Hunting, fishign, boxing and all forms of manly sport are hobbies of Pete 




GOING about the work of building up the city and not saying much about it 
— that's Evan S. Jones, Jr. One of the biggest lumber dealers in the State. 
President and General Manager of the Washburn-Willaims Company, thai 
always has a big gang of men putting up homes and business houses. Spends 
most of his time at work for bis firm and is one of the chief factors in the success 
of the company. Has a friend in every man he meets. Known the city over for 
his strict business. Lives at 1208 Washburn street and is one of West Scranton's 
most prominent citizens, always well up in the front of any movement that aims 
for the good of that part of the city or any part of the city. Is first vice-president 
of the Electric City Bank, one of the new and rapidly growing financial houses on 
the westerly side of the river^ 




IP any one wants to get a line on mining, as it is done in the anthracite regions, 
Myron S. Knight, of the firm of Stevenson & Knight, is the man to see. He 
can tell you the underground conditions in any part of the city or valley. Be- 
longs to the leading civil and mining engineering firm of the coal regions, and 
does his half of the work well. Lives at 1629 Monroe avenue. Member of the 
Scranton Club, the Country Club, the Engineers' Club, the Temple Club, and the 
Green Ridge Club. Active Board of Trade man. Belongs to the King Solomon 
Lodge, the Keystone Consistory and the Irem Temple. Carries a map of the 
underground and surface conditions of the city and valley in his head all the time 
and is known for the accuracy of his plans, sketches and reports. 




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RIGHT here at home we have one of the -world's biggest and most scientific 
farmers. Planting a couple of states and making the planting pay is the 
business of Norman G. Lenington. In the past few years he has developed 
thousands of acres and made homes for hundreds of families that wanted to get 
back to the soil, and they are glad to be back on the model Lenington farms. He 
is president of the Southern Land Sales Company, of Mississippi and Alabama; 
organized the Grand Bay Land Company; the New South Land Company; the 
Mississippi Pecan and Farm Lands Company; the Southern Investment Company 
and a few other healthy concerns. Belongs to the Masonic bodies and is a Shriner 
and a Knight Templar, and a member of the good clubs. Does a little automobil- 
ing when he can get away from the desk, from which he has directed the working 
of 80,000 acres of land. 



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EVER since lie came to 'Scranton, forty-three years ago, Alderman James Molr 
has been a big figure in the life of the city. No man has been more promin- 
ent in civic, social, political or military circles. His staunch integrity and hts 
willingness always to help his fellow man have made him countless friends who 
have honored him by electing him to high public office and to high places in lodges 
and societies. For ten years he represented the Ninth "ward in Common Council, 
and for three years he was council president. In 189 9 the people of the city chose 
him Mayor by a big majority. In politics he has been a Hamilton-Lincoln-Blaine 
Republican always. Back in 187 7 he enlisted as a private in Company C, Thirteenth 
Regiment, and rose to the rank of Captain, serving for ten years. During that 
period Company C was the crack command of the militia, and the inspection report 
for 1893 had it that Company C had no superior in the Tegulars or the militia. 
Alderman Moir is a member of the Peter Williamson Lodge, No. 323, F. and A. M.; 
Robert Burns Lodge, 859, I. O. 0. P.; Scranton Encampment, I. O. 
O. F. ; president Past Grande Association, I. O. O. F. ; forty-five-year 
veteran Odd Fellow; a member of the Knights of Malta; chief of the Scranton 
Caledonia Club and trustee of the City Guard Association. An enthusiastic Scotch- 
man and a leader in the Scotch-American societies, having won prize after prize 
in their competitions. An expert fencer and a lover of all legitimate athletic sports. 
An authority on history and one of the best read men in this part of the State. 
Has been alderman of the Ninth ward for many years and has brought dignity 
to the office. 




IN every big concern there is a man some place, who though perhaps he isn't 
getting the credit, is the Teal works. That's about the way T. W. Bates, office 
manager for the Maloney Oil and Manufacturing Company here, sizes up to 
me. He's on the job all the time and under his direction things move swiftly and 
silently and the business grows all the time. Oil men predict big things in the 
future for Mr. Bates, who at thirty-two years of age is farther advanced in the 
business than any of the big oil magnates were at the same age. Born in Wayne 
County he brought to the city the same strength of purpose and loyalty that many 
other famous sons of that county are equipped with and he brought also the power 
and ability to work untiringly for his firm. Business men about town are glad 
to know Mr. Bates and glad to deal with him, because they know they will get right 
treatment. Prominent socially, too, and a member of the Masonic bodies, the Odd 
Fellows, Modern Woodmen and Artesians. Like all Wayne county men he is fond 
nf fishing and hunting and knows where to go for the big trout and big game. 



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MOST every one, before he goes hunting or fishing, drops in to see George Felton, 
at 119 Penn avenue, to get a full equipment of fishing tackle and shooting 
supplies, also hunting and fishing stories. George will tell you the house 
address of every trout in the state, and the Tural free delivery number o>f every 
bear and deer, and he'll supply the exact bait and ammunition with which to bring 
them home. As a locksmith and cutler, he has few equals and he has a thorough 
knowledge of the Hardware, Cutlery, Tool and Sportsman's supply business. He 
is vice-president of the Barbers' Supply Dealers' Assocation of America; treasurer 
of Camp 63, United Sportsmen of Pennsylvania; member of the Seranton Bicycle 
Club and one of the best singers in the Scranton Liederkranz. Started in business 
in 1889 and succeeded in 1899 to a business established in 1868, the oldest house 
of Its kind in this part of the State. 




WHENEVER I get that lonesome feeling for Broadway (yes, I was there once) 
I drop into Hotel Casey and try to have a chat with Milton Roblee, the man- 
ager, who has made the hotel one of the most famous in the country. His 
stories of the big men that stopped in his New York hotels, his descriptions of 
the sights along the white roadway, and his big Broadway air make me see the 
big buildings again and hear the rattle of the cabs and cars, and the hum of the 
crowds. He ran the Bartholdi for years and had for guests and personal friends, such 
men as Mark Twain, William Jennings Bryan and "Bob" Pitzsimmons. Opened 
the Belleclaire, uptown, and was the pioneer in the apartment hotel. Managed the 
Imperial, Cadallac and Knickerbocker. Has been at the Casey since it opened and 
his management made it the success it is, for it takes a big man to run a "Perfect" 
million dollar hotel these days. Breaks into literature every once in awhile ana 
turns stuff that makes the local writers jealous. An authority on theatricals. Spent 
a season or two as leading man in good sized companies, and ran the famous 
Actors' Fund fair in New York — the one that President Theodore Roosevelt started. 
Knows every big actor and actress on the stage and can tell better stories of his 
personal experiences and friends than any man in the 'State. Belongs to the 
Country Club and Elks. As a golfer he has most of the local devotees of the 
^reen trimmed, and he can play billiards almost as well as Hoppe, himself. And 
I never met a more courteous, gentlemanly man in any business than Milton 
Roblee. "Chesterfieldian" is the word that tells the story of the Casey's manager. 




SCRANTON is known all over the country as a center of music, and John Tor- 
rington Watkins is the man who made it known. It is said of him that if 
there is music in a iperson he will bring it out, and his wonderful success as 
a teacher, leader and conductor of choruses that have won world fame has a touch 
of music in it. He organized the choir that won the $5,000 prize at the Chicago 
World's Fair in 1893. His singers took first and second prizes at the Ninth Regi- 
ment armory in 1895. He won at the Chautauqua Summer School 
in 1902. His Scranton chorus took seven of the nine prizes at the 
Brooklyn Arion festival in 1902. At the St. Louis Exposition the Scranton singers 
under Mr. Watkins brought home the $5,000 prize, gold medal and diploma. They 
took first prize at Newark in 1906, second at Madison Square Garden, New York, 
in 1909, and only last year, 1913, at the great Pittsburg eisteddfod, the Scranton 
chorus that Mr. Watkins organized and taught, won the first prize and gold medal. 
Now his slogan for Scranton voices is "on to San Francisco for the Panama Exposi- 
tion nrize." He will win it, too. World famed critics say his work is the most 
marvelous they have ever listened to. Has his studios at 132 Washington avenue, 
and is proud of Scranton, just like Scranton is proud of its peerless leader. Voice 
teacher and choral conductor the sign on the door reads and a welcome awaits 
everybody. He is conductor of the Scranton United Choral Society, the Scranton 
Ladies' Musical Club, the Junger Maennerchor, the Elm Park Church Choral 
Society, the Schubert quartette, the vocal department of Keystone Academy, the 
Musical Art Society and of the singing in Elm Park Church. Belongs to the Masonic 
bodies, the Templars and the Shrine, and is a devotee of baseball, bowling and out- 
door sports. And he has the smile that never wears off. Does me good every time 
I meet John T. 




THEY tell me West Scranton has always been noted for the solid, conservative 
and likeable business men it has given the city, and if old Hyde Park turns 
out many men like John H. Williams it deserves that fame. He's one of 
the firm of Sanker & Williams Company, big 'wholesale house that supplies the 
trade all over this part of the State, and as a wholesale grocer there are none to 
beat John H. Williams. And besides all the work that job entails he finds time 
to be a director of the West Side Bank, to run the business of Williams & Company 
in West Scranton and lend a helping, hand in the firm of Myron Evans & Co. Like 
all big men, Mr. Williams finds time to serve the city and as a member of the 
Scranton School Board he does his share in keeping the public schools up to the 
highest standard and running the affairs of the district on a strictly business basis. 
Member of the Masons and Elks and popular in both. Lives at 22 9 South Main 
avenue, and enjoys nothing better than a spin in a motor car. 






THERE are many business men in Scranton who have made their way up from 
the bottom of the ladder, but when it comes to the real self-made man, my 
uat's off to Julius Milton Temko. Came from Russia with his widowed 
mother when only twelve years old and lived in Jersey City. Started right into 
work, but went to night school when the school was open. No play times for that 
boy. Went to Philadelphia with A. J. Bates & Co., shoe dealers, and starting 
at bottom quit as manager. Came to Scranton twelve years ago, starting a whole- 
sale and retail business at 520 Lackawanna avenue. Later he went to Brooklyn 
and Boston and was successful in both places, but hankered for Scranton and 
came back home one day, and now has the biggest shoe business in the valley. 
Square dealing, conservatism and real work brought success. Now he's the owner 
of the J. iM. Temko Shoe Company, wholesale; owner of the Baby Grand Shoe Com- 
pany, manufacturers and distributors, and secretary-treasurer of the Leonard Shoe 
Company that has stores throughout Northeastern Pennsylvania and New York 
State. Pretty good going for an orphan boy of twelve, not so many years ago. 
Belongs to the iMasonic Cassia Lodge, Brooklyn, Keystone Consistory and Shrine. 
Fishing is his favorite sport and he told me himself his hobbies are literature, auto- 
mobiling, hard work and honest money making. 



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AS long as my watch keeps ticking I'll remember A. B. Cohen. He sold me the 
. watch down in his store at 207 Lackawanna avenue. And on the level, 
sometimes, I've wished the watch would stop — in the early morning getting- 
up hour when every minute means a week — but the watch ticks away and keeps 
good time, too. Jewelry is A. B.'s business and he puts in a day's work at it every 
day, but he finds time on the side for a few extra days work every twenty-four 
hours. He's the man who helps mark down on the city assessment book, the valua- 
tion of your property, and he knows property values. When he talks at the Board 
of Trade, men sit up to listen. He is president of the Linden Street Temple and was 
a big help in getting the new Temple building paid for. He's vice-president of the 
Hebrew Orphans' Home in Philadelphia, director of the United Hebrew Charities 
and a member of the advisory board of the Jewish Committee of Fifty of America. 
He ranks high in the Schiller lodge of Masons and is a former director of the 
Anthracite Trust Company. 

A. B. Cohen is successful, but he made his own success. Born in 'Russia, he 
came to America at the age of twenty and after a year moved to Scranton. He knew 
the jewelry business then and got into it, and built up one of the city's leading 
houses. He's for clean politics, is active in organizing Jewish societies and is one 
of the committee of five who organized the playgrounds here. 



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IF I ever connect up with a bunch of regular, government approved currency, I'm 
going to buy some "gilt-edge" stocks and bonds to put away for the kids when 
they grow up. And believe me, when I do I'm going to buy some that are 
sure enough tried and true — no use taking chances after you've got it — the time to 
do that is when you "aint." 

When I get that "kale", who do you suppose I'm going to go to for advice? 
Why to iMike Jordan, of course. M. S. Jordan is the way he signs his checks. 
What he don't know about stocks and bonds, bulls and bears, Wall Street and 
Broad street, may be of some value, but I'd rather know the things he knows than 
the ones he don't. 

Used to spend all his time here in Scranton — in those days he had to work. 
Now he makes Lehighton, Pa., his place of residence, where he sits on the board 
of the Citizens National Bank, a prosperous institution. However, "M. S," still 
has large interests in Scranton, and runs up to spend the business day here at 
least once a week. His chief weakness is being a baseball "fan" of the hopeless 
type. Mr. Jordan belongs to many social and fraternal organizations, including 
the K. of C, the Elks, Eagles, the Scranton 'Club, the Scranton Press Club and the 
Pennsylvania Society of New York. 




ASSISTANT manager of the International Correspondence Schools and a big part 
of the -works is John D. Jones. You must know — everybody else does. Kind 
of a man you like to meet. Few men in Scranton have as many friends in 
every State in the Union. The Elks of the nation elected him Grand Esteemed 
Knight at the Los Angeles convention a few years ago. He founded the Pennsyl- 
vania State Association of Elks and was its president for two terms. Big man 
and trustee in the Scranton Lodge of Elks. President and founder of the I. C. S. 
Fraternity of the World, a bigger organization than the folks at home generally 
know. Member of the Scranton Club, the Country Club and the Scranton Engineers' 
Club. Belongs to all the Masonic bodies and has been honored with the thirty- 
second degree. Lives at 408 North Washington avenue, and is a rooter for the 
Scranton baseball team and for all good baseball nines, in other leagues than our own. 



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HUNDREDS of thousands of persons in this part of the State daily bite into the 
wholesome and nourishing bread that Edson E. Smith, branch manager for 
the Pillsbury Flour Mills Company, makes it possible for them to have. And 
as they eat and enjoy the eating and grow fat and strong on it, they have every 
reason to thank the man whose energy, vim and push has made Pillsbury's flour a 
household necessity, and luxury as well, in Northeastern Pennsylvania. Like most 
of Scranton's successful men, Mr. Smith has made his own success. Born on his 
father's farm in Wayne county, he helped till the soil until he was twenty years 
old and then came to Scranton to fight his way to the top. That was fifteen years 
ago. To get started right he took a business course and for a while kept books. 
Ten years ago he went out on the road for the Pillsbury Company and he made 
friends and built up the business wherever he went. So great was his success on 
the road that four years ago he was promoted to branch manager for Northeastern 
Pennsylvania, and today he has the biggest business and is recognized as the leading 
flour man in these parts. Lives at 1007 Clay avenue. Member of the Masonic 
bodies and the Shrine and of the Scranton Bicycle Club. Likes to fish and spends 
all the few spare moments his arduous business ties permit fishing at Lake Ariel 
where he has a summer house. 





DID you ever run across a man whose "Good Morning" or "Good Afternoon" was 
a tonic for a grouch? That's George B. Myers, one of the owners of the 
H. & iM. chain of cigar stores. Nobody ever dropped into one of the stores 
when George was around who did not go away feeling better and getting a lot 
more good out of his smoke than ordinarily. For he combines courtesy with good 
nature and square dealing and there's a trio that is bound to bring success. Born 
in Scranton thirty-four years ago, he grew up with the city, making friends every 
day. Belongs to the Green (Ridge Club, the Temple club and all file" MaBonic bodies. 
Goes in for fishing and autoing and knows as much about baseball as a big league 
scout. Worked for Connolly & Wallace three years; Atlantic & Pacific Tea Com- 
pany, three years; spent six years with the International Correspondence Schools, 
a year with the Temple Iron Company and a year with the Bull's Head Coal Com- 
pany. Has been a bookkeeper with Spruks Brothers for six years and opened up 
the H. & M. Cigar store at 629-631 Lackawanna avenue several years ago. Now 
the firm has two more stores, one in the Miller building and the other at Penn ave- 
nue and Spruce street. And Mr. Myers is a married man and the proud father of 
three of the finest boys in the city, who are the life of the neighborhood up 
around 1619 Mulberry street. , 





PEOPDE all over this end of the State are coming to know W. T. Spruks as one 
of Scranton's most progressive and successful business men. Whenever they 
need lumber they are coming to think of him and his A. L. Major Company, 
of which he is secretary-treasurer and nearly the whole works, and the A. L. Major 
Company is away up there in the list of wholesale lumber houses. So is the 
Pennsylvania 'Realty Company some shucks in the real estate buisness, and it's 
gaining its success through the hard work of its president, Mr. Spruks. As for 
politics — well believe me this same Mr. Spruks sawed some wood in the mayoralty 
campaign of 1913. Belongs to the Shriners and Temple Club, and is an expert 
when it comes to running an auto and really enjoying the breeze that blows over 
the hood. 




NO book could be complete "without a bookbinder, and so I welcome John Henry 
Schwenker, who binds books so they stay ibound. Been at it since he was 
thirteen years old and ihas worked his way up to the presidency of J. H. 
Schwenker & Co., one of the leading binderies in the State. General manager, 
too, and business-getter for the company whose plant at 222 Wyoming avenue is 
one of the busiest spots in the city. Born and raise-d in Scranton, he went to the 
public schools until he was thirteen years old, and then got a job at the old 
Tribune bindery, where he learned his trade, under his father, G. P. Schwenker, 
pioneer binder here. Took a course at the Scranton Business College and studied 
hard. In 1909, his father took over the Tribune bindery, running it under the 
name, G. F. Schwenker & Co. Owing to ill health, the elder Schwenker sold the 
business to J. H. Schwenker in 1911, and for three years the son has been making 
it bigger and better. He is an enthusiastic member of the Junger Mannerchor, 
the Knights of Malta and the Masonic bodies and enjoys nothing (better than run- 
ning his auto or spending a day or two in the woods during the hunting season. 




IF music makes cheer in the house, H. J. Farrell is the great cheermaker here. 
For the past four years he has been making his matchless Cunningham piano 
as essential a part of the happy family's household outfit as are the kitchen 
stove and the hall rack. Four years in Scranton has been plenty of time for him 
to make himself one of the city's best known and most reliable young business men. 
Hard work and good nature and absolute faith in the goods he sells has done the 
trick. And H. J. Farrell likes Scranton as good as the city likes him and he made 
up his mind to stay here permanently. Born in Philadelphia in 1878. Started In 
the piano business when a young man and has stayed right on the job. Belongs 
to the Catholic Club and gets the best use out of the "gym". Married, too, and has 
a little girl three years old who is already learning to play on the Cunningham. 




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FEEDING a town with ice cream and milk and other dairy products — that's what 
John L. Lutsey is doing and doing so well that he has hardly any real com- 
petition. Started in business here in 1902 with the Lackawanna Dairy Com- 
pany. Five years and he was general manager and two more years he organized 
the firm of J. L. Lutsey & Co., and bought the business. Now he's president, treas- 
urer and principal stockholder and about the whole works of the firm. Has his 
place in the 200 block Adams avenue, with factory in Kressler court. Is a football, 
baseball and horse-racing enthusiast. Active member of the Masons, the Scranton 
Board of Trade, the Men of Elm Park and the Odd Fellows. And knows how to 
make ice cream of the kind that sends the customers back for more and more. 




FEW men who have gpne before the voters of Scranton and Lackawanna county 
have been as highly honored as Hon. P. F. Calpin, and no one has proved him- 
self more worthy of the trust and confidence of the community. In 1902 the 
people sent him to the State Senate to represent Lackawanna county and he did so 
much there for his constituency that in 1906 he was elected high sheriff of the 
county by a flattering majority. Lackawanna never had a better sheriff and under 
his regime many needed reforms were instituted and carried out. Before going 
to the Senate he was a member of the City Council from 1896 to 1902 and president 
of Council in 1900-1901. For years he has been one of the leading Democrats in 
Lackawanna county and his voice and advice have carried weight in the affairs of 
his party in the State. For several years he has been successfully engaged as a 
builder and real estate operator and is known for his strict business integrity . 
Lives at 1616 Mulberry street and has as many real friends as any man in the city. 




IF the old saying, "music hath charms to sooth, etc.", be true, then E. A. Fen- 
stermacher is one of the biggest joy-bringers that ever came to Scranton. Hun- 
dreds of homes have been made happier by the music of the good pianos he has 
sold from his store at 215 Wyoming avenue. The name Fenstermacher has comt 
to 'be a guarantee of perfection for all musical instruments that he handles. His high 
place in the musical business has been won by himself on merit and aggressiveness. 
Born in Wapwallopen in 1871 he left the farm when a boy and received his musical 
education at the (Philadelphia (Musical Academy. Taught music eleven years. 
Studied the pipe organ under Carl Schmidt, of Wilkes-Barre, and played the pipe 
organ at the Berwick M. E. Church from 1892 to 1900. Came to Scranton in 1900 
and played in the Asbury iM. E. Church from 1901 to 1911. Started in the selling 
business in 1907 and in 1910 organized the E. A. Fenstermacher Company of 215 
Wyoming, avenue. Today he has one of the biggest and most up-to-date stores in 
the city. He is prominent also in fraternal orders, a thirty-second degree Mason, a 
Shriner, an Odd Fellow, a Knight of JVfalta, and an Elk. 





WE must have the meat man. How is one to get along without keeping the 
molars in trim by sinking them into a nice, tender steak or roast. And when 
it comes to meat men,, me for Fred J. Hug. Twenty years in the retail meat 
business here, and was at the trade in Germany before that. Known for keeping 
the best meats. Worked in all the big European cities, like Berlin, Heidelberg 
and the others. Lately he has ibeen dealing a lot in real estate and has built up 
a big business along that line. Lives at 710 Prescott avenue and has a place at 
337 Adams. Belongs to the Scranton Liederkranz and other social organizations, 
and for recreation goes in for autoing, horse racing, hunting and fishing. 




SCRANTON looked good to C. W. Baldwin a little more than a year ago, so he 
came here from Wyoming and opened one of the finest florist houses in the 
State at 526 Spruce street. And from the day he came here, Mr. Baldwin 
looked good to Scranton. His flowers are the most beautiful and fragrant grown 
anywhere and lovers of flowers just naturally patronized his store. He gives the 
people the best and after all the best is what the people seem to want. His green- 
house at Washburn street and "Filmore avenue, West Scranton, are one of the beauty 
spots of the city. He is a partner, too, in the Wyoming Painting and Paint Manu- 
facturing Company, of Wyoming, makers of cold water paint, and owners of a 
string of painting machine cars that are hauled to every part of the country where 
good work is insisted upon. Born in Wyoming, forty years ago. Belongs to the 
Elks and Wilkes-Barre Franklin Club. He is a lover of birds, dogs and flowers. 
Handy man with gun and rod and an expert at the wheel of a motor car that has 
speed in its engines. 




SOME folks say that the most alert class of men in the country are the brokers 
who deal in stocks and bonds. No laggard can keep up with the procession 
and unless a man is on his toes twenty-four hours a day (they say brokers 
work while they sleep), he never gets very far in his line. Matt A. Coar — Scranton 
young man, hustler since he was a kid. Opened a brokerage office when he left 
college a few years ago and today is one of the busiest and most successful traders 
in the city. His offices in the Mears building are a miniature stock exchange 
every business hour of the day. Born in Scranton in 1S8S. Graduate of the 
Scranton High School and the University of Pennsylvania. Got in the brokerage 
business as soon as he had his university degree. Prominent socially, an enthusiastic 
motorist and horseback rider and a lover of baseball, football, hunting and fishing. 
Member of the Elks and lives up to the spirit of that organization. 



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WILLIAM J. DAVIS is today the leading tailor of the county. His establishment 
at Adams avenue and Spruce street, on the main floor of the Davis-Bliss 
building, is headquarters for good fitting and modish clothes for men, and 
a place where the dissatisfied customer is an unknown quantity. Honest work, 
attention to business and keeping abreast of the times have made the house what 
it is and are keeping it at the highest mark of perfection. (Mr. Davis was born 
on a farm but he didn't like any too well the early frosts and other courtesies 
of the weather in the country, so he shook the soil from his cowhide boots and 
began to get an education. Worked at figures until his brain seemed blistered, 
and then began teaching school. Liked the teaching well enough but the pay was 
too small, so he decided to quit leading the blind and begin to clothe the naked. 
Started a clothing store and developed it into a merchant tailoring establishment, 
which is now the largest in the Lackawanna Valley. If the tailor doesn't fit he 
doesn't survive and W. J. Davis is certainly a survival of the fittest. He has made 
successful excursions into real estate, banking, railroading and politics and few 
men have done more to make Scranton a bigger and better city. His record is clear, 
his word is good and his judgment is excellent. He has given college educations to 
four of Scranton's citizens — his own sons — who are all in business and successful. 
Mr. Davis is a director of the Union National Bank, an enthusiastic member of the 
Scranton Board of Trade and a member of the Country Club. Lives at 323 Jefferson 




SCRANTON is known from one end of the country to the other as a silk manu- 
facturing center and it is men like Valentine Bliss who have given the city that 

fame. Came here a pioneer in the silk business and by his knowledge of the 
business and his hard work, built up some of the finest mills in the country. Learned 
the business in Macclesfield, England, and went to Paterson, N. J., in 1879. Saw a 
field in Scranton and entered it in 1896. Commenced business in the old brick mil! 
near the Providence station then owned by John Mears, John Cleland, Major Fish and 
others and stayed there five years when he built the Dickson mill. Bought the Cambria 
mill from the Cambria Silk Company but disposed of it later. Bought the Kilgour Silk 
mill on West Market street, built the Jessup mill and afterwards erected another in 
South Dickson City. Then formed the Bliss Silk Throwing Company, all of the stock 
of which is owned by the Bliss family. Is president and treasurer of the Bliss Com- 
pany, first vice-president and director of the, North Scranton Bank and a director of 
the Union National Bank. Is a member of the Scranton Club, the Country Club, the 
Green Ridge Club, the Hazleton Country Club, the Paterson Masonic lodge, the Pater- 
son Elks, the Mecca Club of Paterson, the Silk Association of America, the Silk 
Throwsters Association of America and for seventeen years secretary of the Paterson 
Cricket Club. 

Mr. Bliss is one of the best golfers in this end of the state and few men have 
anything on him in a cricket game. Likes baseball, too, and through thick and thin 
sticks to the Scranton team. 



DISCOVERING things as a busi- 
ness, petered out in the nineties. 
The old timers had prospected under 
•the ground and over the ground and 
cornered about everything that looked 
good. They named mines and streets 
after themselves ; they built railroads 
and trolley lines ; dug out the iron ore 
and built hotels and business blocks 
as monuments. Then they sat back to 
let the town grow by itself. 

Along in 1907, the Columbus bee 
began to buzz in J. S. McAnulty's 
bonnet. After presidenting and direc- 
toring a half dozen companies and run- 
ning a big furniture business, he found 
he had a few minutes to spare each 
day. He put the minutes in on looking 

"These boys that grew up with me 
are a healthy, rugged bunch, and are 
giving the undertakers plenty of time 
to rest," the bee buzzed. "The women 
folks are celebrating birthdays along 
in the seventies and the kids are look- 
ing as tough as nails. I wonder how 
many of them are mailing their money 
to the insurance companies?" 

A look into the insurance offices sat- 
isfied Mr. McAnulty that a heap of 
money was going out of the city and 
into the treasuries of the insurance 

"That money ought to stay at home" 
the bee buzzed. "It's safer right here 
in town and the folks can see what 
they are paying for." 

Next day there was a meeting in the 
McAnulty offices and that evening 
Scranton had its own insurance com- 
pany, the Scranton Life. Just a little 
company it was at first, but the home 
folks stood by and wore out pens sign- 
ing applications for good insurance 
right at home. Bayard C. Taylor. 
Weights and Measures Inspector, ran 
all the way to the office to get the first 
policy, and he has it yet. 

It wasn't long before the company 
was crowding the big insurance con- 
cerns out of the citv. In October, 1908. 

the word "Mutual" was dropped out 
of the name, and the company rein- 
corporated as a regular reserve com- 
pany. That's only five years ago, but 
the books are showing more than 
$1 7,000,000 insurance and an income of 
more than $600,000 a year. The com- 
pany is not only keeping a lot of 
Scranton money at home, but it is 
bringing in outside money — always a 
good thing for city or citizen. It has 
paid out some money too — $600.000 — 
in death claims, dividends and sur- 
render values, and hundreds of people 
all over the country are thanking it 
every day for the good it has brought 

Mr. McAnulty has always been 
President of the Company. He just 
fits the chair and the chair was made 
for him. Dr. A. J. Connell is Vice- 
President and Medical Director, with 
Dr. George G.Lindsay, another Scran- 
ton man, helping out on the medical 
end. General Frederic W. Fleitz, is 
General Counsel, and Madison F. 
Larkin is Treasurer, Joseph F. Lavis 
is Assistant Treasurer. William E. 
Napier is Secretary of the Company, 
and has for his Assistant G. W. Swain. 
Mr. Swain comes in for the extra title 
of Actuary, a title that carries with it 
a lot of work. 

C. C. Sampson is assistant secretary 
and superintendent of agencies, with 
entire charge of the field organization 
of the company. 

Everybody knows the Directors of 
the Scranton Life. There's Mr. Mc- 
Anulty, Dr. Connell. Mr. Larkin, Gen- 
eral Fleitz, Hon. W. L. Connell, T. J. 
Foster. Rufus J. Foster. Mortimer B. 
Fuller, Frederick W. Wollerton, 
Alfred E. Connell. Win. E. Napier, all 
Scranton men: Seth T. McCormick. 
and C. La Rue Munson. of Williams- 
port ; Tohn B. Fassett. of Tunhannock. 
and J. K. Griffith, of Pittston, all 
doing their best to make the company 
bigger and better and getting away 
with the job. 




BUSIEST man in town and the best to meet — James S. McAnulty. I've a notiov 
to call him "Jim." Just that kind he is — there with the hearty handshake and the 

real smile all the time. Too busy to grouch. He's putting Scranton on the map in 
bigger letters than ever before with his Scranton Life'Insurance Company. President, 
founder and hardest worked in all the company, he is, and that's saying a lot with th* 
other hundreds of busy men on the pay rolls. And between busy minutes he's doing 
the work of Secretary-Treasurer and Director of the Connell Anthracite Mining Com- 
pany; Secretary of the West End Colliery Company, and Director of the Tobyhanns^ 
Ice Company. Has a big interest in the leading furniture house in this end of the 
state, too. First of all though he's making the Scranton Life Insurance Company 
bigger and better and the result of his work is seen in the figures that the Company 
reports to the state every once in a while. Insurance men all over the country have 
their eye on the Scranton Life, getting pointers from the president's policy. 

First time I saw him was at a ball game, rootintr away for the home team with 
the good old root that puts the ''pep" into the boys. 




ASK me who's a good lawyer and hear me shout — Herbert L. Taylor. Hear every- 
body agree with me, too. For when it conies to the law there are few firms 
that have the ability and the confidence of the community that you will find 
in Taylor & Lewis' offices. Mr. Taylor was born in Lackawanna county, October 
5, 1865, and grew up with the county. Studied law with Judge H. M. Edwards, 
and was assistant district attorney under him, before Judge Edwards was elevated 
to the bench. For three years he was one of the best county solicitors Lacka- 
wanna has ever had, and politicians will tell you that the Republican party never 
had a better chairman in this county than Mr. Taylor, and he was chairman five 
times. For nineteen years he has been associated with Mr. Lewis in the law firm. 
Lives at 222 South Hyde Park avenue, and is one of West Scranton's best-liked men. 
His law firm is counsel for the Merchants and Mechanics bank. 




MAKING a big bolt and nut plant grow where nothing had been before and 
sending its product to every part of the world, is some of the good that E. 
M. Zehnder, president of the Scranton Bolt and Nut Works has done for 
Scranton. Came here in 1899 from Lebanon Pennsylvania, as superintendent 
of the Bolt and Nut Company when the plant was built, and with his 
brother, W. D. Zehnder, helped make it one of the biggest concerns of its kind in 
the country. Succeeded to the presidency on the death of his brother, April 19, 
1906. Lives at 1025 Electric street. 'Member of the Railroad Club and Engineers' 
Club, of New York; the Scranton Club, the Country Club, the Engineers Society of 
Northeastern Pennsylvania, and the Masonic bodies. 



TALK to the ordinary owner of a newspaper and he will tell you that he is over- 
worked getting out one publication, but right here with us we have George A. 
Somarindyck, who is getting out two of the best papers in the country and 
being pleasant about it. Maybe he is too busy to complain of work. Hasn't been in 
Scranton very long yet, but since he came he has made history in the newspaper 
game. Is president and treasurer of the Lackawanna Publishing Company, publisher 
of the Scranton Truth and The Tribune-Republican. Belongs to the Scranton Club, 
the Masonic bodies, the Shriners and is an Elk, an Eagle and a Modern Woodman. 
Likes to see a baseball game and is an enthusiast for football and racing. Also, he is 
the official printer for this history. 




AFTER all it takes a hustler to make good, and when it comes to being a 
hustler you've simply got to hand it to David A. Levy, general manager for 
B. Levi & Company. He's only a young man yet and has been at the head 
of this company's big iron and steel business for only a few years, but in that time 
he has put through some of the largest deals ever placed in this city. One of 
these was the purchase of the waste output of the Allis j Chalmers Company, which 
moved from this city several years ago. For the past twenty years the Levi plant 
has been one of the most staple industries in Scranton, having continually developed 
under the directing hand of Barnet Levi, senior member, now deceased. Subse- 
quently David A. Levy was taken into the firm as general manager, and the com- 
pany's success and development has continued uniformly under his management. 
It was through the work of the general manager that the big Allis-Chalmers deal 
was put through, and against the hardest kind of competition. Besides being a 
successful business man, David A. Levy is one of the most popular young men in 
the city and has thousands of friends throughout this part of the State. 





WBERJEVBR men and women wear the garb of civilization, they wear buttons 
that are made in Seranton. Wherever electricity is used for lighting, heat- 
ing or telephoning or telegraphing, insulations and rubber supplies made in 
Seranton guard the current. And every day in the year, Charles R. Connell, head 
of the Seranton Button Works, the man who made that business the biggest of 
its kind in the world, runs his plant, that turns out 3,000,000 buttons a day and 
that considers the button end only a small part of the business. No man in Seranton 
has shown a greater constructive ability than the head of the button works and of 
the Lackawanna Mills, another Connell plant, that turns out underwear that is worn 
wherever railroads or ships touch. From moderate size plants he has made them 
the foremost houses of their kind in the world. He is president of the Lacka- 
wanna Mills and IScranton Button Company; director of the Third National and 
South Side Banks, of this city, and director of the United Button Company, of 
New York. Lives at 1105 Vine street, is a member of the Masonic bodies, the 
Seranton Club and the Manufacturers' Club, of Philadelphia. 




FIRST time I saw Attorney William H. Davis, (folks all call him Judge Davis), 
he "was on top of a table telling all about "Casey at the Bat." Made me see 
Casey himself taking his last mighty swing at the air. They made the Judge 
give some of the "Bobbie Burns" stuff, and it was the best I ever heard. Beat 
Harry Lauder, even, if I am any judge. It does me good every time I see the 
Judge. Great mixer, knows everybody and everybody is glad to know him. Spends 
most of his time being a good lawyer, but finds a few hours a day to read poetry, 
old and new, and to be a good fellow. His favorite sport is sailing in a canoe at 
Lake Winola. They call him the water dog of the Scranton Canoe Club. He gets 
the hay-fever every year, and has to go fishing up in Canada to get rid of it. Has 
some great fish stories. Member of the Press Club, and best booster for the Club 
Member of the Shriners, Elks and Scranton Canoe Club. His "Casey at the Bat." 
and "A Man's a Man for a' That," are the best ever heard hereabouts. 




ME. G. D. STOEHR is by no means a new comer in this community. For over 
twenty years, he has been a resident of this city and a prominent factor in the 
Home Furnishing Business, throughout this valley. Since he became associated 
with Mr. H. Ray Fister, under the firm name of Stoehr & Fister, he has put forth 
every effort to give to the people of Scranton a furniture store upon which they can 
look with pride and with facilities unrivalled by even the largest stores in the largest 
cities. This firm chose for their slogan "Where Quality Is Higher Than Price" and 
they have adhered to this principle with a conscientious determination that has built 
up for them the largest home furnishing establishment in Northeastern Pennsylvania 
and has made the name Stoehr & Fister known throughout the length and breadth of 
this valley for Quality and Reliability. 

Their business occupies the six floors of the building at 121 Washington avenue, 
which has been the location of Scranton's leading furniture store for over thirty years. 
The steady increase in their business is a striking example of what can be accomplished 
by substantial and conservative business methods and courteous attention to every 
detail that ensures satisfactory service. 



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WEARING his sixty-three years as if the numbers were reversed into a thirty-six, 
Major William S. Millar is Scranton's youngest, happiest and friendliest man 
today. Been an alderman of the Eighth ward for twenty years and in that 
time has brought more litigants together, reunited more husbands and wives, married 
more happy couples and given more sound and fair judgments than could be counted 
on an adding machine. And with all his work he never for a minute lost the smile 
for which he is famous or the kindheartedness for which he is beloved. Bom in Phila- 
delphia, sixty-three years ago, he was an orphan at the age of twelve, and made a 
living peddling papers on the Lackawanna railroad. At twenty he entered the Scran- 
ton postoffice as a clerk and was successful there for seventeen years. Worked seven 
years with the Penn Mutual Life Insurance Society and in 1895 was elected alderman 
of the Eighth ward, an office he has since held. Served as police magistrate until 
the present administration, when a change in the city rules was made and one man 
does all the work. Was with the National Guard for thirty-three years and retired 
as Major with General J. P. S. Gobin. Was one of the best soldiers in the Guard, too. 
Chairman of the Repubican City Committee when James Moir was elected mayor and 
was secretary of the Central Pennsylvania Republican Club for twelve years. Past 
exalted ruler of the Scranton Lodge of Elks; Past President Scran ton Aerie of Eagles; 
Past Master Union Lodge of Masons; belongs to the Knights Templar, Shriners, 
Scranton Board of Trade, Bible Class of the First Presbyterian Church and several 
literary circles. Premier cribbage player in the city. Known all over the city, county 
and state as a full-fledged stalwart Republican. Does a person good to meet him and 
come within the light of his smile. 




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SCRANTON'S biggest recreation these days is the moving picture show, and 
Scranton's biggest moving picture man is iM. E. Comerford. Pioneer in the 
business here. One of the firm that opened the first nickelet in the city. 
Spent money to get the best pictures for the people and the jeople went to see 
them by the thousands. Spread out in the business building show houses in this 
city, Pittston and Wilkes-Barre, and always maintaining the policy of giving the 
people the best no matter what the cost. Recognized as the leader in his line in 
this part of the State. First president of the Motion Picture Exhibitors' Association 
of Pennsylvania, and first local man to get in the business manufacturing films. 
Organized a company twelve months ago to take pictures of towns and cities and 
is sending the fame and motion life of Scranton all over the world. Born in 
Plymouth in 1872 and came here twenty-five years ago. Member of the Elks 
and has as many friends as any man in the county. Sticks to them too and lends 
a helping hand when help is needed. 




T SSS than thirty years ago, Adolf Blau, a boy of sixteen, left Ungvar, Hungary, 
-L* where he was born and where his widowed mother lived, to seek his fortune in 
America. Practically penniless and alone he made his fight, but he had some- 
thing more than money or friends — an indomitable courage and an unflagging industry 
that always spell success. Today Mr. Blau sits at the head of one of the biggest 
private banks in this part of the State and the biggest steamship ticket agency. He 
is owner of three newspapers printed in foreign languages, that have a circulation of 
100,000 copies, and $100,000 of his money is deposited with the state banking depart- 
ment as security for the bank. Mr. Blau's father died when he was two months old. 
At the age of twelve the boy left school and for four years helped his mother in 
Ungvar. Then he came to America and in four months had saved enough money to 
bring his mother here. She kept house for him until her death six years ago. Mr. 
Blau started in the instalment business in Wilkes-Barre and in 1887 opened a hat and 
cap factory in that city. Kept them going for twelve years and during that time 
opened a ticket agency at 111 Lackawanna avenue, this ctiy. Built the Blau bank, 
one of the handsomest structures in Scranton, two years ago and the bank's business 
is growing every minute. First banker to keep his bank open evenings for the con- 
venience of patrons. 




GEORGE WYMAN SWAIN, Actuary and Assistant Secretary of the Scranton Life 
Insurance Company, hasn't been in Scranton very many years, but he is one 
of the men that the city is proud to call "son." Has a better head for figures 
than any man I ever met. Knows all about mortality tables, rates, premiums, com- 
missions and the hundred other tables that go with the life insurance business. Keeps 
posted, too, on the doings in the insurance world and is up to the minute in his busi- 
ness all the time. The actuary is the man the life insurance company of today cannot 
get along without and in Mr. Swain the Scranton Life has one of the best actuaries 
in the business. Had his training with the Bankers' Life Insurance Company of New 
York, and was assistant secretary of that company when he came here in 1908. Lives 
at 320 Harrison avenue and likes to raise chickens. Has a model coop in his back 
yard. Likes to see a baseball game and is a rooter for the Scranton nine. 




WHO'S the friend of the young man, the middle-aged and the old man, when 
they want to get dolled up to make a hit with sweetheart or wife? Who 
knows more about clothes for men than any one in the city? Why Albert 
N. Kramer, of course. Al. is big in the firm of Kramer Bros., Scranton's oldest cloth- 
ing store. Born here, brought up here, knows everybody by their first name, been 
at the clothing business since 1876 and head of the house since he was twenty-five. 
Big in the Masons, big in the Elks, big all the way through, and onto his job every 
minutes is Al Kramer. Sold me a couple of suits himself and fitted me at that — 
first time it ever happened. 




FIRST time I met B. W. Schulte, I could not help thinking that the "B" stood for 
"Busy". Never met a busier man nor a better business man. Knows every- 
body and everybody knows him. Hustler in the ice business, the mail order 
business, church work, club work and charitable work. Owns the Heart Lake Ice 
Company that helps keep the whole city cool every July and August. Organizer 
and Secretary-Treasurer of the Eagle -Extension Sales Company, with offices at 333 
Adams avenue that does a big mail order business in household necessities on a 
new and fair profit-sharing plan. Assistant superintendent and inspiration of the 
Green Ridge Baptist Church Sunday School, and member of the church board of 
trustees. The Rotary Club of Scranton, an organization that is doing things, counts 
B. W. Schulte one of its most valuable members, and so does the local camp of 
Modern Woodmen. Baseball and autoing are his hobbies and his delight is to take 
friends on Summer excursions in his big auto truck. Mr. Schulte was born in 
Buffalo in 1871 and struck out for New York a year later. Lived in the Big Town 
until 1893 and in 1894 opened an ice business in Paterson, N. J. Sold to a con- 
solidation in 1900 and came to Scranton to start the Heart Lake Company running. 
Hustling at his work and being fair and square with everybody, made him the suc- 
cess he is. 




WHEN it comes to "Making Scranton Grow", few men have anything on Ludwig 
T. Stipp. He does the real work. Some of the biggest and best looking build- 
ings in the city were put up by him, and ever since he entered the building 
contracting business here he has been one of Scranton's busiest citizens. Built the 
administration building for the School District, Public Schools Nos. 41 and 42, the 
Keystone bank in West Scranton, theDuryea High School and scores of other big 
ones. Rebuilt the Scranton Electric Company's plant on Washington avenue, one 
of the biggest jobs here in many years. Is president and one of the most enthusiastic 
members of the Scranton Liederkranz, belongs to the Masonic bodies, the Scranton 
Board of Trade, the Scranton Club and is a life member of the Elks. Master of the 
Schiller lodge of Masons. Born in Germany, October 23, 1870, and came to Scranton 
when sixteen years old. Became a builder right away and for years was superin- 
tendent and general foreman for his brother, Peter Stipp. Entered business for him- 
self in 1905 and has been a leader in his line ever since. 




FIRST time I met Michael F. Fadden at his $100,000 ice cream plant on Mulberry 
street, he told me — right off the bat — that he was once a breaker-boy. 

That's the type of rich man worth knowing — one who is not ashamed of a 
humble beginning. His children may have known something of the proverbial 
silver spoon, but in 1860 when Michael first saw the light of Olyphant he came unac- 
companied. Had to forge his silver spoon by forty-five years of real hard labor. 
Two years public school education was all his parents could afford to give Michael 
before they launched him into the sea of life and strife. Was only nine years old 
when he started at the breaker. 

Educated himself amidst its roar and dust, and in course of time started climb- 
ing the ladder. First, office boy — then bookkeeper — manager — partner — proprietor — 
manufacturer — city treasurer (Dickson) — political leader — legislative candidate. 
Yes. He's proved his worth, and the huge Fadden ice cream factory — largest and 
most modern in Pennsylvania — where he now finds his work, and pleasure, would be 
a fitting climax to his forty-five years of business effort. 

Hasn't finished yet, though. Scranton shivered three years ago when it learned 
that the huge Fadden plant (at 1400 block Mulberry street) just finished could turn 
out 3,000 gallons of cream per day. Scrantonians liked the cream though. So much 
so that Mr. Fadden is this Fall building an addition which will treble his output 
next year. 

Go to it, Mike! Nothing succeeds like success. 




WHEN a man loves his work and is satisfied the company he represents is the 
best in the world, he's an optimist. Now there's James James, district super- 
intendent for the (Metropolitan Life Insurance Company. He's big and 
reliable, just like his company and because he has been delivering the goods he 
has won his way to the superintendency. tSuperintendent James will tell you, and 
will bring the proof, too, that his company has more insurance in force than any 
other life insurance company in the world. That in 1911 the company's policy 
claims paid averaged one for each 5 5 seconds of each business day of eight hours 
and in amount $167.32 a minute for every business day. In that year 526 claims 
were paid every day; 6,43;2 policies were issued or revived a day, or $1,524,268 
new insurance issued or revived daily. Payments to policy holders and additions 
to reserve amounted to $233,386.44 daily and the increase in assets per day was 
$124,468.73. Can you blame James James for being proud of his company? 




EVERY time I thing of the law, I think of William R. Lewis. His name seems 
to be sort of connected some way or other with every big case that comes 
along. And when the jury files in and slips the paper up to the judge, it's 
a pretty safe gamble that the side Lewis is on is the winning side. Member of the 
law firm of Taylor & Lewis, one of the most prominent at the bar. President of 
the Scranton and Big IMuddy Coal Co., of Marion, 111. Director of the West Side 
hospital; vice-president of the Pioneer Cut Glass Company, of Carbondale. Knows 
as much, about Scranton real estate as any man in the city. Was district attorney 
of Lackawanna county for six years and made a record as public prosecutor. Over 
at 614 North Main avenue, where he lives, he has a garden that would make Luther 
Burbank jealous. Fishes and hunts a little and has luck, sometimes. 



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HATS — Hatter — Hattest. They all stand for Stuart, right up to the superlative 
degree. There's nothing so well-made in hats in Scranton, as the "Stuart." 
Making hats has been the hobby of Mr. Stuart ever since he was a boy, and as 
he makes a business of it as well, it's fifty-fifty with him, only he puts the two 
fifties together, and turns over to his patrons the 100 per cent, perfect production. 
Came to Scranton 1909, opening "The Hat Shop" at 409 Spruce street, where he has 
been ever since — making hats and friends all the time. 

Business rapidly developing too. In March of last year, he opened the Arrow 
Hat Store, 109 Wyoming avenue, and the demands for his product getting beyond 
city limits, he branched out last summer at Wilkes-Barre also. Both new branches 
justify his enterprise, and today he probably has the largest retail hat business in 
Lackawanna and Luzerne counties. There's a reason, of course. Practical hatter. 
Learned trade at Paterson, N. J. Been making hats eighteen years. 

In club life he's known amongst the Elks, Masons, Royal Arcanum, Modern Wood- 
men, United Sportsmen of Pennsylvania, and occasionally he's evident at the meetings 
of the Scranton Business Men's Association. 

Wish I could wear out more of his hats. But I can't — they're made to wear, 
as well as to sell. 




IN any list of Scranton's successful and conservative business men — the men who 
have helped build the city and making it bigger and better — you will find the name 
of Andrew J. Casey at the top or near the top. Known from one end of the State 
to the other for his integrity as well as business acumen, and all men who have had 
dealings with him will tell you he is above all else, fair and square. Born near 
Ballaghederin, County Sligo, Ireland, fifty-two years ago, and came here a boy to 
make his way in the new world. Was with his brothers Timothy and Lawrence in the 
wholesale liquor business, and in 1887 joined with his younger brother, Patrick J., 
in the ownership of the firm of Casey Brothers, one of the most substantial business 
houses in the State. Was one of the organizers of the Casey & Kelly Brewing Com- 
pany. He is president of Casey Brothers wholesale liquor house, treasurer of the 
Pennsylvania Central Brewing Company, vice-president of the Hotel Casey Company, 
president of the Merchants and Mechanics Bank, life member of the Elks, member 
of the Scranton Club, and Royal Arcanum. It was the brothers A. J. and P. J. Casey 
who five years ago gave Scranton the Casey Hotel, one of the finest inland hotels 
in the country. Nowadays Mr. Casey is giving a lot of his time to making Scranton 
beautiful, and is the president and leading spirit in the City Planning Commission. 




SCRANTON and Lackawanna county are famous the world over for their silk 
industry and it is to men like Paul Clemens that the credit for building up that 
big industry belongs. Been in the silk business most of his life and now owns 
the Paul Clemens Silk Manufacturing Company in Olyphant. Has operated and 
been interested in big mills in this valley for many years and the output of his 
mills has always found a ready market where sterling goods were required. Born 
in Germany, November 11, 1870, he came to this country when a boy and received 
his education in the city of Philadelphia. On May 20, 1392, married Miss Pauline 
Stuber. Has made countless friends in Scranton and throughout the valley ana 
his employes are among his best friends. 





SCRANTON is proud of many of her citizens, but there isn't one in whom she takes 
more pride than J. Benj. Dimmick. A profound scholar, a linguist, a finished 
after-dinner speaker, a raconteur with few equals here, a world traveler, a suc- 
cessful banker and businessman — a cultured gentleman — that's Mr. Dimmick. On 
two occasions the people of Scranton have asked him to take public office, and on both 
occasions he made good in every sense of the word. As president of the school board 
years ago, he did much to raise the efficiency of the school system, and as Mayor of 
Scranton from 1906 to 1909 he gave the people the business administration that was 
wanted and needed. Born Honesdale 1858. Received early education there. Graduated 
1881 from Yale University. Master of Arts. Admitted to bar Honesdale, he practiced 
with success there two years, then came to this city. Continued successful practice 
for four years. A breakdown in health necessitated residence in Switzerland. There 
four or five years. On returning to Scranton he entered business affairs rather than 
resume his profession. He has never lost his love for the Alps and still has a chalet 
there. Mr. Dimmick is president of Lackawanna Trust and Safe Deposit Co.; vice- 
president First National Bank, Scranton; president Scranton Lace Curtain Co., and 
trustee and director in many institutions, state and national. Was a member of 
the Anthracite Mine Cave Commission named by the Governor of Pennsylvania. Has 
been active in every movement that had for its aim the betterment of Scranton 
and its people and has never failed to extend a helping hand to the needy. This 
year after repeated solicitation from his friends in all parts of the State, he stood 
for the Republican nomination of United States Senator and received a large vote, 
especially so in his owa section of the State. Mr. Dimmick was the second son of 
Samuel F. Dimmick, attorney general of Pennsylvania under Governor Hartranft, and 
in 1881 he married Louise B. Hunt, of Hartford, Conn. 





EVERY time I cross a paved street in the city, I feel like thanking R. C. Ruthveu 
for all the good streets Scranton has. For when it comes to laying a pave, 
building a sewer or doing any general contracting, none of them has a thing 
on Ruthven. The pave he lays, stands up. The sewers he builds give the best of 
service and never fall short of the specifications. Knows how to figure, too, and 
when the good contracts are going Ruthven's name is generally among those adver- 
tised as low bidders. Knowledge of the business and of men make it possible 
for him to get the contracts and to do the work well. 




IF you want to met a man that can make a talk on why you need life or accident 
insurance as interesting as election returns right off the wire, get introduced to 
R. H. Keffer, or better still let him introduce himself to you. Knows his busi- 
ness, that'6 why. Studied insurance from the time the first policy was written up 
to the day after tomorrow and makes his talk interesting as well as convincing. 
General agent here for the big Aetna Life Insurance Company and the Aetna Accident 
and Liability Company. Insurance is his hobby. Belongs to the Country Club, the 
Scranton Club f the Green Ridge Club and the Young Men's Christian Association, and 
is Secretary of the Temple Club, thirty-second degree Mason, and a Shriner. Booster 
for the city and hard working member of the Scranton Board of Trade. Born on a 
farm in Indiana in 1882 and came here three years ago to take charge of the Aetna. 
His office is on the third floor of the Connell building. 




SCHRIEVER — We've seen the name so often, in so many places, and always repre- 
senting the same unparalleled standard, that we've almost got into the way of 

thinking ''Schriever," whenever anything in the line of high-class photographic 
art is mentioned. 

Schriever surely has made things "buzz" since he's been in Scranton. Came here 
fifteen years ago from Emporium, Pa., and since then we've known what real photo- 
graphy is. Not content with being master of the art himself, he's been trying to 
impart some of his knowledge to others, being the author of the "Self-Instructive 
Library of Practical Photography," which is the only complete photographic enclyclo- 
pedia in the world. 

Born in Brookville, Jefferson County, Pennsylvania, forty-six years ago, public 
school and business college education. Prominent in Elks, Knights of Columbus, 
Scranton Commercial Club, and he's indefatigable in his office as President of the 
Professional Photographers' Society of Pennsylvania. 

Guess Scranton went up a notch when James B. Schriever became a citizen. 



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OVER at the Pennsylvania Central Brewing Company's offices, when they tell 
you of how their big men worked their way up, you'll hear many's the com- 
pliment for J. George Hufnagel. You'll hear of how he worked as mes- 
senger boy on the stock exchange floor in New York, as No. 1061. Picked up 
the telegraph code by keeping his ears open, and soon ran a wire of his own. 
Sent news for the Associated Press in the old days, and was manager of the market 
district telegraph business for the Western Union, and that's no small job. Worked 
for the telegraph company eleven years, and twenty-three years ago entered the 
brewery business as an apprentice. His wide knowledge of the financial district 
made him an invaluable man to the famous Police Inspector Byrne, for whom he 
worked as an operator for two years. Mastered the art of brewmaster the same as 
he did the science of telegraphy, and soon organized the Dickson Brewing Company 
at Dickson City. Was manager of that company until 1897, when the Pennsylvania 
Central bought it, and Mr. Hufnagle has been a managing director of the big 
business ever since. Lives at 815 Webster avenue and is a member of the Eagles. 
Elks, Scranton Press Club, Liederkranz and Country Club. Is manager of the 
bottling department for E. Robinson's Sons, treasurer of the Dickson Lumber Com- 
pany, director of the First National Bank of Olyphant, and one of the finest men 
1 have ever had the pleasure of meeting. 




TWENTY-TWO years ago, Frank P. Christian, then a young man who had come 
to 'Scranton from Oswego, N. Y., to make his own way, got a start in the 
coal business. Today he is president of the People's Coal Company and the 
Clearview Coal Company, two of the biggest independent collieries in the county. 
The coal from those two mines heats most of the homes in Scranton and the presi- 
dent has built up a delivery system that gives satisfaction even in the busiest seasons. 
He secured control of the People's Company three years ago and since then has 
been one of the leaders in the independent coal business. Mr. Christian was about 
the first of the coal operators who agreed to go more than half way in protecting 
the surface -property from mine-cave danger and the people of West Scranton deem 
him their friend. He is liked by his employes also and conditions at the Oxford 
colliery in West Scranton, owned by the Peoples Company were never better than 
during Mr. Christian's regime as president. The same is true of the Clearview 
Coal Company in North Scranton, which more recently came under the control of 
Mr. Christian. He is interested in the Blue Ridge Coal Company and the Wyoming 
Coal and Land Company, but is giving his time now to the development of the 
Peoples, the Clearview and the Oxford Cash Store Company. Lives at 120 S Vine 
street. Is a lover and promoter of general athletic sports and an enthusiastic 




THERE'S always room on top in every business and profession, and you'll find She 
young man, the hustler, the twenty-four-hour-a-day worker, perched up there*. 
There's always a best way oif doing things, and the honest way is always the 
best. That's how John F. Durkan came to be a leader in the funeral directing busi- 
ness here. Figured it all out when he quit a good job in the railroad offices. "The 
Honest Way is the Best Way," he said to himself, and he nailed the phrase, "The 
Honest Way" to his business flag. It was easy after that, the climb to the top, but 
it took brains and energy and courtesy and everlasting work. Over in West Scran- 
ton folks know John Durkan and they trust him, in every line of business. He's a 
hard worker on the board of the Electric City Bank, a leader in the West Side Board 
of Trade, and active (president and hardest worker in the Scranton Surface Protec- 
tion Association, an organization that is delivering the goods. "Fine Outfits, is his 
hohby, "The Honest Way" is his motto, and "Open every minute in the year," is 
the sign over his door, at 12 5 North Main Avenue. 




IN any list of Scranton's leading financial men, the name of George B. Jermyn has 
a place well uip on top. He is the president and active head of the Scranton 
Savings and Dime Bank, second largest financial house in the city, and largest state 
bank in Pennsylvania, director and officer in a number of other big corporations 
and one of the executors of the Jermyn estate, that owns extensive coal interests and 
millions of dollars worth of property in the business section of Scranton. Gives a lot 
of time to banking and is one of the leading bankers in the state. His judgment of 
values and credits is always taken as the standard here. Finds time to be an active 
member of the Masons and Scranton lodge of Elks, and of the Scranton Club, Country 
Club and Scranton Press Club. 




WHEN it comes to hustling business men, Scranton cannot produce a more energetic 
"live wire" than P. J. Casey, member of Casey Bros., banker, brewer, hotelman 
and family man. And no matter how hard he is working he never loses the 
P. J. Casey smile or the hearty word of greeting to any one who may have to break 
in on him. It isn't so long, either, since he was an office boy in his brothers' store, 
But he has covered many miles on the road to wealth since those days. Born near 
Ballaghederin, County Sligo, Ireland, in March, 1870, he came to Scranton in 1883 
to join his brothers, Lawrence, Timothy, Andrew J. and James J. and his sister, 
Catherine. He went to work at once as office boy for Lawrence and Timothy, then 
wholesale liquor men. Four years later, 1887, he joined his brother, Andrew J., as 
owners of Casey Brothers, Lawrence and Timothy having died. The brothers, with 
William Kelly, conducted the Casey & Kelly brewery until 1891 when they sold to 
the Pennsylvania Central Brewing Company. P. J. Casey is now a member of the 
executive committee of the brewing company, manager of the Casey & Kelly Brewery, 
secretary and treasurer of Casey Brothers; president of the Hotel Casey Company, 
president of the Liberty Discount and Savings Bank, of Carbondale; life member of 
the Elks, member of the Scranton Club, the Royal Arcanum and the Heptasophs. He 
has seven sobs and two daughters and is happiest when he can be with them. 




JOHN T. PORTER is one of the city's biggest and most successful business men, but 
the office he is most proud of is the presidency of the Traders' National Bank, one of 
the leading financial houses in the state. Mr. Porter made fame for himself and the 
city as a wholesale merchant, but is making even more fame for himself and for Scran- 
ton as president of the Traders. The history of the bank is one of growth that has 
never stopped and that is still going on at a bigger rate than ever. Organized Decem- 
ber 20, 1889, it secured its charter and started business at Lackawanna and Penn ave- 
nue on January 1, 1890. There was only $22,000 to start on, but that was plenty, as 
the growth indicates. The quarters grew too small and a seven-story building was 
erected at Wyoming avenue and Spruce street, the present home of the bank. That 
big building was soon outgrown and a few years ago its size was double and the bank's 
home is now one of the finest and most modern office buildings in the city. The capital 
is $500,000, surplus above $600,000, and undivided profits above $200,000. The deposits 
are around the $4,000,000 mark and getting bigger every day. Twenty-four years 
young is the age of the Traders, and the motto it has adopted and lived up to is 
"Courtesy Our Watchword." 




A MONG the numerous men of national fame Seranton possesses as residents and in 
**• whom the city manifests no little pride is Hugh Jennings, attorney, actor, base- 
ball manager, and once noted shortstop. For years he has been in the front rank in 
the national pastime and through his success in that capacity has brought considerable 
publicity to the Electric City. "Hughey" was born at Avoca and when a boy worked 
in the breaker. During his spare time he took to baseball, and the result was that he 
soon reached professional ranks. On the famous Baltimore infield Jennings was a 
conspicuous member; in fact, by many experts he was called the greatest shortstop of 
those days. After he finished playing baseball Mr. Jennings took to managing. He 
piloted Baltimore to a pennant in the Eastern League and then went to Detroit, where 
he won three flags in a row. He is still managing Detroit, and next year, with any 
kind of luck, ought to romp home with another flag. "Hughey" is also a graduate of 
Cornell Law School. He was admitted to the Lackawanna County Bar several years 
ago, being associated with his brother, Attorney William Jennings. He is a member 
of the Elks, Knights of Columbus and several other organizations. But best of all, 
Mr. Jennings is a resident of Seranton. He's proud of the town and likes to live here. 
And, of course, Seranton is proud of "Hughey." 




GENIALITY— that's Charles H. Von Storch. One of the biggest men in town and 
one of the biggest hearted. Has a disposition that neither a Kansas cyclone nor a 
South Pacific typhoon can ruffle. Does one good to meet him and hear him praise 
something or somebody. Never owned a hammer in his life, and would not use one, 
even if he knew how. Knows all about the law and enjoys a lucrative practice, but 
doesn't let the ponderous stuff in the books get into his system and cause a grouch. 
Been on the School Board for years and served a term as president, making friends of 
every teacher and pupil in the city. President of the Providence Bank, one of the 
thriving financial institutions of the valley, and his work has helped make it grow. 
Likes all kinds of outdoor sports and is a real fan when it comes to supporting and 
boosting the home team. 



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NIMROD, Isaak Walton, and all those old time hunters and fishermen wera 
amateurs at the game, when it comes to Former Sheriff Charles Robinson, 
if what the folks about here tell me is true. And as for shooting, that feat 
of William Tell's in shooting the apple off the boy's head, is a steady job for the 
Sheriff. Knows every deer in the East Mountains by its family name and has all 
the big trout convinced that his fish basket is their Happy Hunting Grounds. Big- 
gest brewer in these parts and other parts, too. President of the Pennsylvania Cen- 
tral Brewing Company that has a chain of breweries in this valley. Manager of 
E. Robinson's Sons orewery over in West Scranton, one of the biggest in the city. 
President of the Canadian Telegraph and Telephone Company, of Ottawa, Canada. 
President of tne Northern Pacific Brewing Company, of Astoria, Ore. President of 
the Paradise Brook Trout Hatchery at Cresco. Member of the Pocono Deer Reserve, 
Maplewood. One of the city's most fervent enthusaists for the out-of-doors life and 
always happy if he has rod or gun in hand. No, they do not come any better than 
Charlie Robinson. 




EVERYBODY knows Joseph O'Brien, former district attorney, member of the 
big law firm of O'Brien and Kelly and one of the state leaders of Democracy. 
In the court house they are still talking of the record he made as public prose- 
cutor, a job he gave up because people who wanted a real lawyer insisted that he 
return to private practice. He was elected district attorney in 1906 and re-elected in 
1909, resigning early in 1912. Chairman of the last Democratic convention in 
Harrisburg and one of the men who re-organized the party in this State. Big 
figure at state and national conventions of Democracy, and now recognized as one 
of the Democratic leaders. When a little ginger is needed in county campaigns 
he takes the stump and the party has to rent bigger halls. Born in Winton. 
Public school education. Read law with Judge Connolly "when the judge was dis- 
trict attorney. Admitted to practice law in April, 1885, and has been a leader at 
the bar ever since. Been in some of the biggest cases in the State. Finds time 
to be a director and vice-president of the County Bank and the Scranton Trust Com- 




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NO town that I've ever been in turns out better fellows than Rollo Jermyn. Take 
him any way you will — in the morning when he's head over heels in work at 
his Real Estate offices; at noon when he's showing a gymnasium class how to 
"gym"; in the afternoon when he's running the Hotel Jermyn, one of the biggest 
inland hotels in the country; bank meeting day when he's sitting in with the Board 
of the Wilkes-Barre Dime Bank; at the wheel of his auto that has no low speed 
gears, or at the reel-end of a fishing rod — Rollo G. Jermyn is to my mind one of 
the beet all round men I've ever met, and I've met a lot of good fellows. His 
handshake is better than any tonic, his way of boosting everybody sends a fellow 
on his journey with a better idea of mankind. 

I never met a man that has more boosters than Rollo Jermyn. All over the 
city, up the valley and down the valley, the mention of his name evokes the same 
comment — "There's one regular fellow." He's part of the history of the city. 





CROWDING two days' work into one and smiling all the way through the grind — 
finding time always to say a pleasant word to everyone he meets — that's Patrick 
F. Cusick. Big, hearty and happy — fair, square and keen — he combines all the 
qualities of the successful business man who never stops, satisfied with half success, but 
keeps on plugging. Born 1881 — that makes him about thirty-three years old, but his 
business experience is the envy of many a veteran of a half century. Went to school 
at St. Cecelia's Academy, but started to make his living at the age of thirteen, suc- 
ceeding his father in the undertaking business. Made a big success of that business, 
but his energy and virility would not let him stand still. In 1903 he started the Scran- 
ton Distributing Company, and in a month every person in this part of the state knew 
he was in it and a contender for business. Made his competitors sit up and take notice 
of the newcomer. In 1905 he organized the Standard Brewing Company, and that 
plant today is one of the most modern and best equipped in the country. In 1907, 
when he was only twenty-six years old, he was signing his name as bank president, 
having organized the First National Bank of Jessup, a winner from the start. Loves 
to ride in a high-powered auto if he is running it himself. Takes a trip to Europe 
once in a while to rest up. Makes a friend a minute and keeps them forever. 




BY THE time this book is off the press, Hugh A. Dawson will be getting ready to go 
to Harrisburg to take his seat in the legislature and to help frame the laws that 
will be beneficial to the people of Scranton. Just keep your eye on Hugh Dawson in 
the legislature. He will be just as big a man there as he is in the coal business — and he 
has few equals as a mining man — or I lose another bet. You can't find a more popular 
man in Scranton than Hugh Dawson, and he's not much more than thirty years old yet. 
The way he won the race for the legislature shows what people think of him. The 
voters gave him a plurality of nearly 700 votes in a field of three candidates and out 
of about 5,000 votes cast. It was their way of showing their confidence in him. Mr. 
Dawson was born in Scranton and has always lived here. Took a course in engineering 
at the University of Pennsylvania and for a time was draftsman for the Delaware and 
Hudson Company. In 1908, at the age of twenty-four, he bought a half interest in the 
Clearview colliery and made a success of it. Sold at a big profit to a big company and 
was retained as superintendent. Was the first man to grant the check-off system of 
collecting dues for the Miners' union, and the miners say they have no better friend. 
Back in 1903 he was secretary of a Mine Workers' local union, and a few years ago 
settled a hard strike for them. Just watch him make fame for himself in the legisla- 
ture — that's what I say. 




SCRANTON has been the Mecca of many men from many places, but on few has she 
showered more well deserved blessings than on L. J. Williams, for years a leading 
furniture man in this part of the state, and member of the wholesale and retail 
furniture house of Williams & McAnulty. Came here from Beemersville, N. J., in 1870, 
when a youngster, but stayed only two years, going to Duke's Center, where he engaged 
in business until 1878. Returned to this city and has been here ever since. Entered 
business with J. S. McAnulty, and until a few years ago the partnership's store on 
Wyoming avenue had few peers in the state. The retail business was discontinued sev- 
eral years ago, but the firm maintains a store in Wilkes-Barre, and that store is the 
pacemaker for the Luzerne county merchants. Hard work, pluck and grit and a thor- 
ough knowledge of his business spelled success for Mr. Williams. He is a member of 
the Board of Trade, a Democrat all the time, and three years ago was a candidate for 
county commissioner, losing out by a small margin. Has been active for years in help- 
ing charitable institutions. Lives at 532 Madison avenue. 




SCRAiNTON honors David C. Harrington — the city's grand old man of the law. 
Nearly fourscore years ago he was born, but he's a man of fifty today when 
it comes to activity in the profession that he is so great a credit to. Gets 
away with a big day's work every day, as attorney for the International Textbook 
Company, and principal of the school of law in the International Correspondence 
Schools, biggest institution of its kind in the world. Mr. Harrington was born In 
Lexington, now Jewett, Green county, N. Y., December 8, 1834. In December, 1847, 
his family moved to Bushnellsville, N. Y., and the boy began to learn the trade of 
painting and finishing furniture. In 1849 he started for Providence, then in 
Luzerne county, getting there in five days, and in 1852 he moved to Scranton. In. 
April, 1856, he was admitted to partnership with his father in the furniture busi- 
ness and in 185'8 began the study of law. On May 7, 1860, he was admitted to 
practice in the common pleas court of Luz«rne county, and in 1862 moved to 
Wilkes-Barre. After building up a big practice he moved to Philadelphia in 1870 
and returned to Scranton in 1902. No man in the law is better loved or more 
highly honored than David Chase Harrington. 




NO one could figure it out to be a cinch to sell all the coal mined at all the 
collieries of the Delaware and Hudson Company. J. George Eisele, general 
coal sales agent, does it though, and does it well, and keeps good natured on 
the jo'b. Doles out the coal where it is needed the most — sends it by carloads, train- 
loads and bargefuls. iHas built up one of the best and most efficient selling organi- 
zations in the country and keeps it working up to the minute all the time. Is 
president of the J. W. Browning Land Company; president of the Tobyhanna Ice 
Company and of the New Schiller Building and Loan Association, all big, prosperous 
concerns. Is a member of the Manhattan Club, of New York; the Traffic Club, of 
New York; life member of the Elks, Scranton lodge; member of the Railroad Club, 
of New York, and the Pennsylvania society of New York. Was city controller here 
1898-1902 and installed a modern system of accounting here. And as for bowling 
— well the ten pins just topple over of their own accord when he starts to throw 
the ball at them. 




DID you ever meet a man wiho would rather sing than eat? — that's Harry Madden. 
And you never met a man who could put more life Into a party iwith his 

singing. His high notes and low notes and medium notes drive the blues 
and the worries away. I know — didn't I board up at his 'hotel one Summer while 
the wife was home to see her folks. Good business man, too. Came here from 
the country and wasn't 'here very long before he bought the Hotel Nash on Adams 
avenue. A few years ago, business was growing so well that he just reached across 
lots and bought the Holland Hotel next door. His boarders always come back 
because he has the knack of making his hotels seem like Ihome. Has been a mem- 
ber of the Anthracite Quartet for ten years and sang all over Northeastern Penn- 
sylvania. Made a singing tour of the South a few years ago. Belongs to the 
Masons, Odd Fellows; Eastern Star and Knights of Malta and is a past president 
of the Patriotic Order Sons of America. Goes fishing in the trout season and 
comes home with enough big ones to feed all the boarders at the two (hotels. Bags 
a deer every season. Runs an auto with the best of them. No banquet in North- 
astern Pennsylvania is considered complete unless Harry Madden sings a solo or 
two between the courses. 

You remember the "big "feeds" the five hundred "Million DollaT Fund" boosters 
had in the Town Hall eight days last May. Harry Madden was the caterer. That's 
why the million dollars were raised. 




TWELVE years ago Seymour E. Jones began working in Sanderson's pharmacy, 
then and now one of the leading drug stores of the city, as a prescription 
clerk. Work was his hobby and he made good from the start. Doctors who 
were particular that their prescriptions be filled absolutely correct, got in the habit 
of sending the prescriptions to Seymour Jones and they never had cause to complain. 
Prom end to end he studied the business and then five years ago when his chance 
came, he opened the door to the knock of opportunity. He bought out the busi- 
ness he had worked in so long. He built it up bigger than ever before and today 
his drug store has no superior in the State. His prescription work, the most par- 
ticular and the most important part of the drug business, is of the highest standard 
and <iiis store has the confidence of every physician in the city. Member of the 
Blueutodge of Masons, the Scran ton Board of Trade and the Rotary Club. Likes 
to fish and hunt and motor. Scranton bSv, too — born here in 1881. 




SORANTON has no citizen who is better known or better liked than M. T. Howley, 
member of the plumbing, heating and steamfitting firm of P. P. and M. T. 
Howley. Been outside man for the house for a long time and his business- 
getting ability has been a big factor in making the business as big as it is. Has 
the kind of .handshake and smile that makes everybody he meets his friend and can 
tell a story better than most men. When it comes to going out and getting the 
business, few men have anything on M. T. Howley. (Finds time to be a member of 
the Knights of Columbus; the Elks; Scranton Board of Trade; United Sportsmen 
of Pennsylvania, Camp No. 63; the Scranton Automobile Club; the Old Guard Club; 
the Scranton Commercial Club and a director of the Catholic Club and the Irish- 
American society. 


AS an inside man in the plumbing, heating, steam fitting and sheet metal busi- 
ness, Scranton has no man who can pass P. F. Howley for knowledge of the 
business, figuring on contracts and treating customers courteously and squarely. 
Been at the business since boyhood and is now a member of the leading house of 
its kind in this part of the state, P. F. and M. T. Howley, of 233 Wyoming avenue. 
Known from one end of the valley to the other for his ability as a singer and an 
expert in choral society work. First president of the Cathedral Holy Name Society; 
president of the St. Vincent de Paul Society; President of the Catholic Choral Club; 
active member of the IrisinAmerican society; member of the Old Guard Club, the 
Cathedral choir, and one of the organizers and active men in the Catholic Club, 
that is making a big name for itself in the athletic and social world. 



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FRANK A. PIERCE and EDWARD SCOTT— there's a team that can't be beat in 
business. A few years ago, when Scranton really needed a first class, high grade 
haberdashery that would give to the young men who like to look well dressed, 
everything they desired in the sartorial line, Mr. Pierce and Mr. Scott set about giving it 
to them. The growth of their store on Spruce street tells how they succeeded. From a 
little narrow store it has grown — first to a full sized storeroom and then to double 
that size. It's the headquarters for haberdashery for young men and what's sold over 
its counters is standard goods. Mr. Pierce was born in this city and has lived here all 
his life. He entered the partnership with Mr. Scott four or five years ago. Of pleas- 
ing personality and address, he is the ideal business man. Belongs to the Scranton 
Board of Trade and Scranton Bicycle Club and has thousands of friends. Mr. Scott 
was born in Dunmore. Started early in life as a clerk in a clothing and gents' furnish- 
ing house. Worked in New York for a while and then came home to enter business. 
As a window decorator he has few equals and as a hustler and business getter it's hard 
to find his peer. 

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