- Red-Haired Giants
- Lovelock Cave
- Mound Builders
- Cattle Mutilations
- Lost Worlds
- TFTMS TV
- Little People
- Historical Society
- Show Us the Mummies
- Our Human History Museum
Monday, April 1, 2019
The Palatine Historical Society has put together an absolutely fantastic display in this pioneer home from 1873. Inside are many interesting things including a civil war letter from a soldier that is translated for the public and is an absolute tear jerker. This house also features an archive/library for public use. It is well worth the visit. The house is also said to be haunted and was investigated by several paranormal investigators. Next door is a museum for the pioneer firehouse.
Sunday, January 20, 2019
The Vintage and Thrift Lifestyle is an acquired taste or hobby. Sometimes it is born out of necessity. In my case, I grew up in a family that didn't have a lot of money. When I was done with college (after paying for most of it at a state school myself), I began to quickly acquire a few things to furnish an apartment from garage sales, hand-me-downs, or just simply thrown out items that I refurbished before I left home, shortly after college. I was able to acquire a few tables that I refinished and used for a kitchen table and storage unit. Here is one item that was thrown out that I painted green and put decals on and still use to store my work-out clothes in. The lamp on top was a $1 at a garage sale and I rewired it. The other items are a Victorian era mirror (recently purchased) and two angels from the dollar store.
I still have an old Victorian era trunk that I use to store old dresses and items in. I used to have an old Singer sewing machine (pedal driven) that I tried to reuse but was unable to make it work for me. I ended up selling it to a quilter via CraigsList who thought she could fix it and use it.
I was able to furnish a small apartment with these low-priced items and art and took most of it with me when I purchased a house. I still enjoy looking at antique/vintage/resale/thrift shops and occasionally purchase small items. I've purchased brand new couches from going-out-of-business sales and still have them. I am able to purchase a few things from the Dollar Store or Five Below store that I use. The only things I won't purchase for use are cooking items and pictures of family members. But I was able to acquire dishes and pots and pans via saving grocery store receipts and redeeming them for cookware.
With that said, if one is alert and watchful, they could furnish their home for a reasonable price when on a fixed budget. There are other stores that many people buy from that can also add to the home. Ebay, Craigslist, OfferUp, and other online markets have popped up and become competitive with onsite vintage markets and garage sales, but the thrill of going somewhere and looking yourself for a bargain without having to pay shipping is a motivator to still go out hunting for bargains and treasures.
But why does a person like me feel attracted to some of these old items that I can't ever really use but simply show? For me I find Victorian Era, Native American Art, Egyptian, MesoAmerican and some European pieces simply fascinating. I also look for interesting pieces of jewelry (especially silver). For others they may prefer mid-century or pop culture items. What is it that attracts us to these things? Was it good memories from our childhood or something much more? For me, I feel it is much more and possibly a memory from a different life. I have met others like me with similar interests and they have similar ideas regarding this attraction as well.
Simply stated, people still purchase items that can only be used as a show piece in today's world because it makes them feel good and at ease deep down in their soul because it is something familiar to them and with some sort of meaning or interest. Here are some items from Wolff's Flea Market (closing in Palatine and moving back to Rosemont for now) that caught my attention. I photograph things when I am walking through a large market so that I can remember what I may want to come back and purchase. This is generally ok for a vintage shop, but not for a craft show so please be cognizant of this practice and where you are at. Here are the items I found interesting.
How long will the vintage market last in today's world? I don't really know. Things have become more cheaply made and electronics break or technology changes so much that they are almost unusable. Time will tell.
Tuesday, January 8, 2019
Portrait of Jacob Beilhart, founder of the Spirit Fruit Society. 1904, Cincinnati Enquirer
When you start looking, you find all kinds of things. A Utopian commune started by Jacob Beilhart moved from Libson, Ohio to Ingleside, Illinois to live their lifestyle of spiritual development and free love. For the year 1905, it was pretty scandalous to live a "free love" lifestyle and produce love bomb children, but they did it. After the founder's death, the group carried on for a bit and moved to California.
There is nothing new under the sun. What is more interesting to me involves my research of the mound builders that lived in the same area and all around Lake County. Some say there are mounds that still exist unnoticed in Ingleside, Illinois today. I'll be looking for them.
Monday, January 7, 2019
A very twisted tale of inappropriate affections led to murder on November 22, 1863 in Lake Zurich during pioneer days. The murder of a sixty year old woman, Ruth Briden, by a hired hand who had the hots for her teen-age daughter and a disgusting plot to take the daughter as a bride and inherit the land from the elderly widow concocted by William Bell, led to the first execution in Lake County in the summer of 1865.
Mrs. Ruth Briden was found dead by the neighbor, Mr. Morley, who found her lying dead in the cow-yard near her house on her farm. One side of her head had received a stunning blow from the flat of ax and the left side of her neck was severed at the jugular vein. Part of the head was decapitated. A razor that belonged to Mr. William Bell, was in her hand.
Tracks were found leading from the front yard in the light snow to the place where William Bell was chopping wood. William Bell tried to deny it and blame it on the neighbor, but the tracks proved otherwise.
Ms. Almeda Briden, the 16 year old daughter, had refused to marry William Bell and told him he was too old for her and she was not interested in him. He had also abandoned a wife and ten-year old daughter back in Vermont. He felt that Almeda's mother stood in the way of a marriage. Almeda was at school in Wauconda, when the murder of her mother occurred.
Before he was hung, William Bell made a rambling speech claiming he was innocent.
"When I took Mrs. BRIDEN's place, she, and also her daughter, forbade me having Mr. MORLEY come into the place, and she said she wanted nothing to do with him. Didn't want that I should change works with him; said if I did she wouldn't board him, and I never did; never had him on the place. He testifies that he never had any difficulty with the old lady, that they were on good terms. The neighbors, all the neighbors that knows old MORLEY knows better than that. There is nobody that tells that MORLEY's family had threatened to 'burn the old lady's house down and wring her d -- d old neck,' and that they said that 'she kept a whore house.' I present these, gentlemen, just as Mrs. BRIDEN told me, and that she had a notion to have them arrested for abusing her with slander. Nobody tells that old MORLEY had a son that was corresponding with this girl of Mrs. RUTH BRIDEN; but, 'I killed the old lady in order to get the girl, because I had asked her the question some time during the Summer, and she answered that she wasn't so hard up as to have an old married man.' Mr. MORLEY started a story that Mrs. BRIDEN's girl was coming down to Waukegan to get a license to marry BELL, and reported it about the neighborhood. The old lady came in contact with him about it, and he owned up in the presence of neighbors there, that he made up this and reported it, which he confessed was false. Wasn't he trying to injure me, gentlemen, in making such remarks as those, because I was living on Mrs. BRIDEN's place? There was no motive for nobody but me to kill Mrs. RUTH BRIDEN. His son couldn't have got the property there if the old lady was out of the way. That could not have been a motive, could it gentlemen? I don't say, gentlemen, that Mr. MORLEY killed that old lady, but, gentlemen, I say I did not kill that old lady. (This he uttered with great emphasis, elevating his right arm at the same time toward Heaven.) Nobody tells that that Copperhead BRIDEN and the old lady was at variance and had been for years. Nobody tells that. Nobody tells that he hadn't been on the place but once while I was there, and that was in the case of the death of one of his children, and the old lady said if it was him, she would not go to his funeral. No one tells that he was owing the old lady a hundred dollars, and that since her death he has tried to break her last will that she left on this earth. Wouldn't a man that would do that, wouldn't he cut a woman's throat to get her property, a man of such a disposition as that? Would'nt he be as likely to do that as poor BELL, beceuse he was living on her place. Wouldn't there be a motive there, gentlemen? I understand since I have been in here in this prison below, that she had made her will and he was trying to break that will. That was the first I ever knew that she had made a will. I want you to take it for granted, gentlemen, that this matter is wrong. I believe, gentlemen, that there was a motive for some one to kill that old lady. I did not say that JOHN BRIDEN killed that old lady, but, gentlemen, I say that I did not kill that old lady (using the same venemence and gesture as before.) Nobody tells that this old lady's daughter and her used to quarrel and fight, beyond my language to express, gentlemen. It was nothing for her to call the old lady an old liar or anything else she wished to call her. She treated the old lady worse than I could a dog, but I don't say that the girl killed the old lady, but I say, gentlemen, that I did not."
There are still some doubts as to whether William Bell really was the murderer.