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Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Getting Well, Part 2: Now they got a pill for that!


#42: Getting Well, Part 2: Now they got a pill for that!

Note: I began putting this post together in early February 2020, before the new Coronavirus, SARS-CoV-2, became such a prevalent component of our daily lives. Think of it. At that time, I was able to go to the movie theatre if I wanted and I DID go to a restaurant! Crazy! As I read this now, the whole thing takes on new meaning. Nothing in it, however, has anything to do with COVID-19. You will need to go to the post: called Contemporary History #11 - COVID-19 for that information. That aside, let’s get back to the past, but keep your distance – no offense.

In our most recent post, we looked at how we Drums cared for the illnesses and medical conditions we each faced across the years by using remedies we sometimes literally cooked up in their own kitchens and parlors. It seems we tried everything from tea made from tree bark to special prayers offered during specific phases of the moon. With this post we move past that time and through the era of “Patient Medicines” into the beginning of the era of medicine as we know it today.   

You know, my sore throat DOES feel better now that I’ve finished this cup of Sage tea and honey! Gosh, that fellow in the picture sure looks sick. Maybe he could have used some. I wonder if that thermometer he has is one of these guys.

These are glass mercury thermometers. They have plastic cases (so they can’t be THAT old. Wait, I guess I’m older than they are. Well, isn’t that depressing.). When I was little and got sick, one of the first things my mom did was push one of these babies into my mouth, “UNDER the tongue and DON’T BITE DOWN!!!”

They don’t use mercury thermometers like these anymore, for probably obvious reasons. Today mercury is considered a poison. I liked them though, because if we “accidentally” broke one, it was GREAT fun chasing the mercury around on the floor! Nowadays, they close schools for such “spills”! I mean, who knew?

As we’ve seen in the previous post, our ancestors turned to all manner of remedies, including mercury, in their quest for a more comfortable and longer life. However, as medical knowledge advanced, fewer and fewer of our ancestors stripped bark off trees and/or boiled leaves and roots to make medicines. They just ran to the local pharmacy to purchase the latest mass-produced, over-the-counter version of their remedy. Of course, such “medicine” was not just restricted to stuff you rubbed on or swallowed or bathed in. Wooden legs and hooks for hands and lenses to help one see better and Ear Trumpets to improve hearing and wheeled chairs and canes and walkers to get around and even fake teeth have been part of human existence for ages as well; all offered in the attempt to help folks just get through yet another day!

And we Drums used many of these things too. By the way, that previous sentence; or one might argue, sentence fragment; is really just an assumption on my part for most of “us” Drums. I have precious little evidence to help me know for sure.

I know my Mom had a hearing issue. She never used an ear trumpet, though. After all, these are modern times! Mom tried to hear better with this “Listening Ear” hearing device. She liked it so much that I only learned she had it after she had died and I found it wrapped in a plastic bag in the back of her dresser drawer. Just to be clear, all sarcasm aside, she must not have liked this thing at all. For her to spend money on a device and then wrap it in a plastic bag and shove it into the back of a drawer would not bode well for her “liking” the thing. However, note she did not throw it away. She wrapped it in a plastic bag and shoved it into a dresser drawer. Once you have something, you keep it!

I do recall her saying she thought she might get something to help her hear better some time back. At the time she had said that, she also said that she didn’t want “one of those hearing aids you put in your ear. They feel funny!” Therefore, I thought that nothing more had ever come of it. Seems I was wrong.

I wear glasses. My wife wears glasses. Therefore, you know our son, Philip, wears glasses. My brother wears glasses. I don’t recall my dad wearing glasses, or his father, either. Mom wore them. I know Mary Balliet Drum (1873 – 1966), Nathan’s wife, Dad’s grandmother wore glasses. I have the photo to prove it. As you’ll see later in this post, I think we even have the glasses!
 
Mary Ann Balliet Drum (1873 – 1966)
Mary and Nathan’s daughter Christie Drum (1897 – 1941), my dad’s aunt, wore glasses too (I don’t know what happened to the glasses she is wearing in this photo. I do know we don’t have them). 

Christie Drum (1897 – 1941)
I don’t want to say we Drums are short-sighted, but with all these folks mentioned so far needing glasses; it does make me wonder how well those earlier Drums saw their world!

Elmer’s wife, Dad’s mom, my grandmother, Ella Drum (1897 – 1976), wore glasses in her later years, too. After her stroke in 1964, Ella also used a walker to get around.

As for teeth, dentures were part of existence for many of “us”. I have an implant, which is not the same as removable dentures. This is the model my dentist had made of it. It was either to show me how it is done or so he would know how to do it. Dr. Greenberg was a very good dentist; probably still is but I’ve lost track of him since I moved from Maryland back to Drums.

Ella and Eleanor (Harry’s wife, my mom), both had dentures; it’s a guess for others. Not knowing really bites. (sorry)

Below we have a photo of a collection of eyeglasses used by various Drums. Aren’t you glad I couldn’t find any of the dentures? At the top of the photo we see a pair of my son Philip’s early glasses (around 2001). Moving clockwise, below Philip’s, are a pair of Aviator style sunglasses probably from the 1940’s or ‘50’s. I don’t know who wore them but I think they were just sunglasses (not prescription). Below those, sitting on the pretty flowered case, are a pair of my mom’s glasses (1990’s?).


At the bottom of the photo is a pair I believe may have belonged to Christie. As explained in my previous post, I’m not the eye doctor in this family; that would be my brother! However, this pair seems to me to be for magnification (such as “reading glasses”). To the left of Mom’s pair, is the pair I believe were worn by Mary Drum, perhaps the pair that she is wearing in the above photo of her. Above Mary’s, and to the left of the Aviator’s, is another pair that may have once served Christie. These are bifocals. Both of the glasses that I think may have belonged to Christie came in cases that show they are from the Hazleton office of Cal Engle, Optician.

For anybody earlier than these folks just mentioned, we know next to nothing, as they say. So, let’s take a look at that tiny bit that we do know. Concerning Progenitor Philip’s health; to my knowledge, not only do we know next to nothing, we know nothing at all! We think, at least the possibility exists, that he may have lived for as long as 86 years (1702 – 1788), but we do not know. For more on Philip’s life after he arrived in Pennsylvania, hopefully a life well lived, see the post One life Well Lived; One Life Cut Short. As for Philip’s son Jacob, the life cut short, other than the fact that he was killed around age 45 by Native Americans during a raid on his farm around 1774, we know nothing, again. The same is true for Jacob’s son George’s health (1762 – 1831). We only know he died not from an illness, but from an accidental gunshot wound at age 68. Knowledge such as this is useful to have, but with that knowledge come so many more questions!! How did it happen? Did he suffer? Those are just for starters! His son, Philip, was 71 when he died in 1858, but, once again, other details concerning his health and death are yet to be discovered.

Still, given what we know about the state of medicine during these years, 1702 when Philip was born through 1858 when his great grandson, Philip, died; these four lives appear to have been, certainly COULD have been, healthy, long lives! Whatever aches and pains; coughs and fevers; impairments to hearing, chewing, and/or seeing; they may have suffered, we will probably never know.

We know a tiny bit more about Philip’s son John (1826 – 1881). However, the little we do know about John, like George, only raises additional questions. John was handicapped, or incapacitated in some way, at least in June of 1880 when the census was taken. He is listed in the 1880 census with the column for “maimed, crippled, bedridden, or other” checked. What this does not tell us is the length of time this condition existed, whatever it may have been. Was it something that occurred suddenly, like a fall from a ladder or a stroke; or was it progressive, like polio? It does not seem as though it was a condition he was born with since the 1880 census is the first inkling that something was out of the ordinary. He lived almost seventeen months after the census was taken; dying in November of 1881 at the age of 55. We do not know his circumstances at death. That information might shed a little light on some of this mystery.

We should know more than we do about John’s son, Nathan (1868 – 1934). As I’ve often complained, whined is a better term, nobody in this family seems to have ever written anything down, and now those who knew, who we could have asked, have passed as well. Nathan spent most of his adult life working in, and around, coal mines.  The section of his death certificate that discusses the cause is seen to the left. “Chronic Pulmonary Tuberculosis (Fibroid Type)”, an illness that now falls under the Black Lung umbrella. The contributory cause that is listed, “Ch. Parenchymatous nephritis”, basically boils down to kidney failure. He was 66 years old.

A great deal of the progress seen in Medicine occurred during Nathan’s lifetime. The folk remedies of earlier times were quickly being abandoned for the new concoctions one could buy in the Pharmacy, concoctions that very often were those same old folk remedies wrapped in mass produced packaging and branded in some catchy way. Still, those homemade remedies whipped up in granny’s kitchen were not easily given up, especially if you found you didn’t have the money enough to buy that new fancy labeled concoction in the store!

In 2010, my mom finished writing a memoir of her mother’s and her own life. It is, as of yet, unpublished. There are, at least, two passages in it that seem pertinent to our discussions here. Both take place in Milnesville, PA in 1918. Here they both are just as they appear in Mom’s memoir. Bertha was Mom’s mother, my grandmother. She was 16 in 1918. Alice became my mother’s grandmother when Alice’s son married Bertha in 1921.

The first story involves a remedy for constipation:
A week or so more and it was the middle of July. One of the men approached Alice and whispered that he had a problem. “Alice, I can’t go,” he whispered. When she looked at him rather oddly, he just pointed to his bowels. “Oh!” exclaimed Alice, “We’ll fix that right up!” Then she called, “Bertha! Come and help. We are going to make some delicious pies!” Turning to the miner she added rather confidentially, “Very good for body problems, you know!”

Alice told Bertha to get a medium sized pot, the bag of prunes, and get started on cooking the prunes. Alice began making the pie dough, enough for five pies! She always baked that way! “If you’re going to heat the house, you may as well do enough so that it’s all worth it!” she’d say. So she built up the fire and as Bertha lined the pans with her dough, Alice went ahead and made a bowl of crumbs for the top.

Alice said the “Prune Pies are delicious but OH can cause trouble! But eaten one piece a day, everything just fine and if two pieces eaten together they really can clean a person out!”  So for the miner with the problem, she gave him three pieces and a LOT of water.

It worked.[1]

The next story is all about taking care of a case of poison ivy.
When she got there Thursday morning, she found the house quiet, no fire, so Bertha ran up the stairs to find Alice in bed, covered in ivy poison. Alice blamed one of her step-sons for coaxing her through a new way to come home on Sunday. Bertha knew just what to do. She ran downstairs, mixed up some cornstarch in warm water to make a thin paste, and grabbed a big wad of cotton. Back she went to Alice and began to smear this paste all over Alice. Then she put clean sheets on the bed. Back to the kitchen she went where she started the fire in the stove (and) made a tray of tea and toast for Alice…..[2]

As the folk remedies gave way to the store-bought remedies, all sorts of potions and notions were devised to take advantage of this new interest in “modern” health remedies, or, at least, to take advantage of the gullible customer. Patent Medicines became the quick fix, or at least were so advertised, for all sorts of maladies suffered between the years of the Civil War and the 1920’s.

For example, check out this advertisement included in the back of my copy of a Garfield Presidential Campaign book entitled The Life and Public Service of James A. Garfield by J.M. Bundy published in 1880[8]. On an inside front page of this book it is described as "The Republican Vade-Mecum for 1880".A  "Vade Mecum" is a guide or handbook one carried with them at all times. The term has been in use, apparently, since 1629, or so I learned when I googled the term.

It does make one wonder just what the "principles of the ox-brain and wheat germ" were! What does that even mean? I further wonder how many people campaigning for Garfield bought and took this stuff. After all, the ad says it will provide energy and strength to those "doing their duty during the campaign." If they did, did it work?

Advertisements such as this appeared in all sorts of places pushing all sorts of remedies from electric shock to, well, the "principles of the ox-brain and wheat germ"!








Below we see some more advertisements from the 1880’s. All of these are reproductions. The two spreadsheets are pages 212 – 215 of the 1870-1900 volume of the Time-Life series This Fabulous Century.[3] The “W.P. Smart & Sons” jar is one my mom liked. It includes a reproduction (at best) of an old-time remedy label that summarize most of these products. It is called “Rheumatic and Neuralgic Paste” and the label says: This paste is made from the Oil of Angle Worm, Cayenne Peppers, Frogs, and Gum Camphor, and will take pain away like a charm. It will cure Toothache, Nervous Headache, Neuralgia, Pains in the Back, Chilblains, etc., by rubbing it in. Can not be equaled for Catarrh. Mom kept her cotton balls in the jar.


With the enthusiastic support of President Theodore Roosevelt, Congress passed the “Pure Food and Drug Act” in 1906. That law began to turn the tide. Fantastic claims were still made and strange potions were still concocted and sold after 1906, but now manufacturers had to list the ingredients on the label and make less fantastic claims, be more truthful, in their advertising. Of course, marketers still today sell us stuff by making fantastic claims (cleans everything perfectly or lose the weight in just five days!) but that’s advertising for you.

We can bet money (and we Drums don’t ever do that!) that we Drums tried some of these fantastic remedies. I don’t have evidence from the 1800’s that this is true, but I do have a pair of glasses from 1928 that fit the bill. So, we must have had some interest in the “advancements” of modern medicine!

The ad copy says that these “Clear Vision spectacles will enable you to read the smallest print, thread the finest needle, see far and near.” This two-for-the-price-of-one offer said, “send no money”. “If not amazed and delighted, if you do not think my spectacles at only $3.98 with one pair free, equal to those sold elsewhere at $15.00, you can send them back. You won’t lose a cent. You are to be the sole judge.”

Well, whoever of “us” sent for them, we still have them so he or she didn’t send them back. By the way, $3.98 in 1928 would be equal to about $60.00 today.[4] At that price, they would not have impressed me, but I guess they impressed somebody. As I said, we still have them!

Something I don’t know if “we” tried in 1928, but it certainly was available to us, given what the ad says, was a product called “Tiz”.
This advertisement says Tiz will make sore feet feel better.

Sore, Swollen Feet – burning all day! Bathe them in “Tiz” and you can just feel all the ache being drawn out and glorious comfort soaking it!

I think the last word is a typo! It seems to me that the last word should have been “in”. Anyway, the copy continues:

“Tiz” draws out the poisons and acids that cause feet to swell, burn and ache. Also takes all the soreness out of corns, bunions and calluses. Sweet, fresh, comfortable feet the year ‘round with a package of “Tiz.” Get it at any drug or department store.[5]

If I remember correctly, Thomas Jefferson soaked his feet in cold water every morning for more than 60 years. No Tiz in his, I’m sure, but perhaps he accomplished the very same cure (nothing! Cynical, aren’t I?).  He wasn’t trying to cure sore feet, however. He was trying to ward off “catarrhs" (or common colds).[6] Maybe he should have tried W. P. Smart & Sons Rheumatic and Neuralgic Paste! I heard that paste can’t be equaled for Catarrhs!

Anyway, I think the model in the Tiz ad “tiz” Ruth Bouche. If I am correct, those legs of hers were pretty important; one might even say valuable. This story about Ruth that appeared in the Hazleton Standard-Sentinel on August 28, 1923, says those legs were insured for $25,000 ($377,000 in today’s dollars)! Ruth said that her garters were pretty valuable too. She priced them at $1,600 and told the reporter that her garters, just like her legs, were among the most expensive in the world.

Well, we may never know if any of “us” ever tried “Tiz” but we did have a medicine cabinet full of medicine bottles, one of which does mention it is good for sore feet (Spinol)! Below is a photo of medicine bottles that the Drums collected over time. I am uncertain which one is the oldest. It may be the Spinol bottle.

Spinol was first sold in 1901 but I do not think this bottle is that old. It might be late teens or early 20’s. I think most of these are from the 1920/30’s. The “youngest” bottle is the bottle from 1985.

In the top row, starting on the left, we see a small bottle of Paregoric. The label says the contents were Alcohol and “Anhydros Morphine” (.036 grams to .045 grams per 100cc). The alcohol amount is partially obscured by the “X” overprint. It appears it may be “45 to 46 percent by vol.” It was to be taken “1 teaspoon 1 – 3 times a day. Not to be given to children except upon the orders of a physician.” It also included the warning: “May be habit forming”.

Next, we see the “youngest” bottle in the collection. This one was also for Paregoric but, whereas the smaller, older, bottle appears to have been purchased “over-the-counter”, this one required a prescription (my, how things have changed). It was prescribed to Harry Drum by Dr. Laczi. The prescription was filled on 12/14/85 by Johnson’s Pharmacy, 580 Alter Street, Hazleton, PA and was to be taken “2 teaspoonfuls every 4-6 hours for pain.” The prescription could have been refilled three more times, according to the label.

I was given Paregoric as a child. I liked it! With a little sugar, this stuff tasted GREAT! At least, I think it was the flavor I liked…

Next is a bottle of Forni’s Magolo. Its ingredients included Potassium Bicarbonate, Sodium Bicarbonate, Peppermint, Golden Seal, Rhubarb, and Alcohol (20%). For 65 cents, the label says this “effective, pleasant-tasting alkaline medicine” would offer you “temporary relief” from “heartburn and acid indigestion and sour stomach due to functional disturbances. Not laxative.” It was manufactured by Dr. Peter Fahrney & Sons Co., Chicago Ill., U.S.A.; Winnipeg, Man., Can. What I can’t figure out is if the company was Dr. Peter Fahrney & Sons, who was “Forni”?

Manufactured by the same company is Forni’s Heil-Oil Liniment. As a child, I LOVED the smell of this stuff! Contents: 72% Alcohol, Chloroform (18 minims per fluid oz.). For External use only. Keep away from fire or flame. “This valuable time-honored liniment, in use for over fifty years, owes its effectiveness to these well recognized ingredients: Camphor, Chloroform, Oil of Cloves, Oil of Sassafras, Oil of Turpentine.” Seeing as how it came in the same style bottle as the Magolo, I wonder how many folks took it for heartburn!

Phenol Sodique. According to the label this stuff won a prize from the Institute of France in 1861: the Montyon Prize of Encouragement (although I’m not sure that sounds like such a great prize, now that I think on it). And there it is on the label, that big red badge! Its active ingredients are listed as: “Phenol Sodium (Sodium Carbolate)”. And it does say “carbolate”; not “carbonate”. The stuff was “not more than 96% water” and was to be used as a “prompt and effective detergent” for “external use as a dressing for wounds, cuts, burns, scalds, excoriations, stings, or bites of insects and as an astringent and styptic application after extraction of teeth.” So, I guess, be careful and don’t swallow if you use it for that last thing. It was sold by Hance Bros. & White Co., Philadelphia, PA.  It appears that this bottle was never opened. The plastic seal (safety seal?) is still in place, although it has split apart over time.

The next little bottle is Tincture of Iodine, 2% Iodine, 47% Alcohol by vol. The label shows two skull-and-crossed-bones emblems with the word “Poison” between them. It was an antiseptic for external use sold by Purpac Corp., New York and Los Angeles. An antidote is printed on the side.

The little cone-shaped bottle was Mercurochrome, 2% solution Merbromin, 15% Alcohol. This was an antiseptic for minor cuts and abrasions distributed by Acme Cotton Products Co., Inc., Valley Stream, NY 11582.

The third little bottle (McKesson) was Iodine Tincture. This bottle held stuff that was 46% alcohol by volume, it was also marked as Poison, this time with only one, but larger, skull-and-crossed-bones emblem. The label gives “instructions for treatment if ingested” that begin “Call a Physician” followed by “give starch paste or mashed potatoes.” This bottle is marked “Expires 6/80”. It looks like it cost 79 cents.

I can’t recall if it was the Mercurochrome or the Iodine or both that I liked to use to make smiley faces on my hand. Don’t tell Mom.



In the bottom row, first up is the bottle I think may be the oldest of the bunch, Spinol (3 fl. oz.). Much of the stuff is still in the bottle. It is made of “Menthol, oil Eucalyptus, oil Amber, Ti Tree oil (Australian), Methyl Salicylate, oil Sassafras synthetic, cottonseed oil. For relief of nasal congestion associated with colds.” I think it is interesting that they informed the reader that the Ti Tree oil was from Australia. It is also interesting that the Sassafras oil was “synthetic”. There are instructions for using it as a vapor treatment, for rubbing it on the skin for relief of muscular aches, and it could also be applied with a “gentle massage for burning tender feet.” The Spinol Company was located in Pottsville, PA at 213 Mahautongo Street, or so the label says.

Castor Oil, is next (yuk!). “For use as a laxative”. The label indicates it was purchased at Gildenberg’s Drug Store “The Rexall Store”, L. Gildenberg, Ph. G; Phone 7171, 1 North Broad Street, West Hazleton, PA. I’m surprised I didn’t find a bottle for Cod Liver Oil as well!

Glycerin. “An emollient or skin softener. Apply locally” (Drums, as opposed to New York? Kidding.). This was also a product of Purpac Corp., New York & Los Angeles, but this time Chicago was added to the list.

Camphorated Oil. “For external use only. For the chest, throat, and back and for sprains, strains, bruises, muscular soreness due to exposure, cold, and fatigue.” This bottle was purchased from the “Wyoming Pharmacy, next to the Feeley Theatre, 34 North Wyoming Street. Phone 3547, Hazleton, PA”

Spirit Ammonia Aromatic. I’m not sure if the label says it is 63% alcohol or 6.3%. It is manufactured by Rexall Drug Company but the locations across the label’s bottom are unreadable.  It was to be used as a “Reflex Stimulant – useful as a first-aid in fainting.”

The final bottle of the collection is the McNess Aromatic Compound. This stuff was to be used to cure “Diarrhoea and Summer Complaint caused by improper diet and colic and cramps due to gas.” It was “4 fl. oz” that were 13.5% alcohol. That big, red badge on the label is not an award like was seen on the Phenol Sodique bottle. This one is just the company name and location. It sure LOOKS like an award, though, doesn’t it? And no, I did not misspell “diarrhea” above. That’s how they spelled it: “Diarrhoea”.

There are instructions for how to take it (with water), how often, and various dosages: under 2 yrs., 2 to 5 drops; 2 to 6 yrs., 5 to 15 drops; 6 to 14 yrs., 15 to 30 drops; older children and adults, 1 to 2 teaspoonfuls. Across the bottom it restates the company name and location: Furst-McNess Company, Freeport, Illinois, U.S.A., est. 1908.

This one, more than any of the other bottles, reminds us of the home remedies of earlier times. The ingredients listed are: Extracts of Blackberry, Sassafras, Rhubarb, Cloves, Cinnamon, Ginger, and Alcohol. I wonder how it tasted. Sounds like it might have been pretty good over vanilla ice cream.

The thing that catches my attention with these bottles, as well as some of the older home remedies, is how knowledgeable our ancestors must have been. For many of the terms that these medicine containers toss around, I had to turn to Google to find out what they were! They didn’t have Google. Somehow, they came to know what terms such as: excoriations, astringent, styptic, abrasions, rheumatic, neuralgic, antiseptic, emollient meant!

Medicines, however, do not all come in bottles. Tins work sometimes, just as well. The brown tin in the photo holds DeWitt’s Witch Hazel Salve. The “old folks” will tell you witch hazel is good for a number of ailments, but specifically for soothing dry, cracked skin, usually caused by exposure of your hands to cold weather, a common complaint of anyone who milks cows on a cold winter morning by hand. It is, however, good for so much more as the link above explains.

At the bottom of the photo is a tin of Tums. Move over Magolo. Tums is here! Anyone who suffers from stomach acid (heartburn) knows the benefits of anti-acids such as Magolo and Tums.

In between them is a collapsible, plastic cup. Inside the lid is a small compartment one can put their pills into. The idea is for you to not only have your pills with you when you need to take them, you have a cup for water to help swallow them down, as well (although, I think the cup may have been used, at times, for liquids other than water – for medicinal purposes only, of course!!). On the cap it says, “Drink for your health.” It was handed out by Dinkelacker’s Service Station, Drums, PA. Dad hung out there a lot!

But (no pun intended; you’ll understand why this is a pun in a few more sentences) here is a bit more about the Witch Hazel salve.

I found a smaller container of that same salve among our “stuff”. This tin is a little larger than a quarter.

It wasn’t until I turned it over that I discovered why the ancestor had it.
 In case you can’t read it, it says, “The Great Pile Cure.”

Oh. Piles. Right. Well, there you have it (and by now understand the above “but” pun), Witch Hazel is also, apparently, good for Piles. The link I embedded here for Piles information gives lots of information. I read the whole thing. It focused my attention on places I’d rather not be so focused on. However, nowhere in the whole thing do they mention Witch Hazel; not even once. But (there I go again) I bet whatever it is in witch hazel that made witch hazel supposedly good for this ailment, it is one of the ingredients of one or more of the modern meds that the webpage DOES mention!

Which brings us right back where we started; Witch Hazel, Blackberry, Sassafras, Rhubarb, Cloves, Cinnamon, Ginger, Menthol, Peppermint, Golden Seal, Anhydros Morphine, Methyl Salicylate, Sodium Bicarbonate, Cottonseed oil, Eucalyptus oil, Amber oil, Ti Tree oil (Australian), and some “oil of turpentine” (for external use only) to boot. Gosh, I’m feeling better already!

Wait. You know, I don’t think I mentioned one pill in this whole post!

And that was how I was going to end this post, that is until I remembered this little bottle that I kept in Grandfather’s Corner Cabinet.



Yes, it is a bottle that once held 100 Carter’s Little Liver Pills. These little guys have been rolling around medicine cabinets since they were first introduced by Samuel J. Carter; an Erie, Pennsylvania patient medicine developer; in 1868 (the same year Nathan A. Drum was born, by the way). Oddly enough, they have little to nothing to do with the Liver. Even the little bottle says, “Not for diseases of the Liver...” So, what ARE they for? Apparently, as the previous quoted sentence from the label concludes, “…except those helped by better bile flow.”  Apparently, if your bile isn’t flowing well, chomp down on one of these little babies and you’ll be good!

I have no idea what ANY of this means! However, someone once did, or thought they did, because lots of people used Carter’s Little Liver Pills. These little things were so heavily marketed; therefore, one assumes, heavily used; that people started saying things like, “He has more money (or kids or problems or, well, you get the idea) than Carter has Little Liver Pills!”

The bottle says they are “A Laxative Aiding Bile Flow.” The ingredients listed on the label are Podophyllum Resin and Curacao Aloes. Curacao Aloes are Aloe plants from Curacao. Easy enough, but what is “Podophyllum Resin”? The sources I could find about this tell me that Podophyllum Resin is a resin derived from plants such as American Mandrake. The problem with this answer is that, first of all, Podophyllum Resin is poison if taken internally and, second, one uses it to remove vaginal and anal warts.

You see the problem.

Anyway, whatever it is, the label says the pills should be taken “1 to 3 pills as directed in the accompanying booklet” (darn. no booklet.). Next on the label is an “Important Warning: In cases of symptoms of Appendicitis DO NOT take these pills or any laxative. These pills are to be taken only when needed.”

Ok. So many questions!

The pills were produced by Carter Products Company of New York, NY after 1938 (according to the National Museum of American History.[7] I guess Carter produced them himself earlier than that!).

Well, now that we are all feeling better, let’s get all keyed up in our next post. It is called “John’s Keys” so it might have something to do with the Drums Hotel, maybe. I’ll unlock this mystery, or not, when the next post appears July 14, 2020! Join us again then.




[1] Drum, Eleanor, My Recipes Book and Stories (unpublished manuscript) 2010, Chapter 10.
[2] Drum, Eleanor, Chapter 11.
[3] This Fabulous Century, series by the editors of Time-Life Books (NY: Time-Life Books, 1970)
[5] “Bathe them in TIZ” (advertisement), The Plain Speaker, May 9, 1928, afternoon edition, p. 5.
[8] Bundy, J. M., The Life and Public Service of James A. Garfield, (NY: A. S. Barnes & Co., 1880)


Monday, July 29, 2019

The Miners


#30 Coal – The Miners

Anyone who has spent any time in the Hazleton area after 1830 would know one industry has stood above all others for the impact it has had on the lives of all who’ve lived here, even unto today – the Coal Industry.

If you have ever been in a coal mine, then you know what I’m about to describe. The temperature swiftly drops 20 – 40 degrees as you move further from the entrance into the mine until it reaches a constant, cool level. The operators of the Lackawanna Coal Mine Tour say the temperature in that mine is 53°F year round. Each sound, every sound, echoes all around you. Shadows move and jump with each movement of the source of light and should that light be turned off, one is engulfed in a darkness that can only be described as “perfect”. You cannot see your hand in front of your face even if it is touching your nose. A drop of cold water may fall on your nose from the roof above you only to remind you of just what is above you as you stand in this tunnel deep inside, under, a mountain.

A brochure from the 1970’s. 
The Miner is Coney Lazis 
as depicted by George Harvin.

All the stories you have heard in the past about mines run through your mind – pockets of poisonous gas, rock falls, cave-ins, explosions, floods!!  Suddenly, all you want to do is run out of this place! But you are a tourist, you paid to make this short trip into the Earth. You can leave. Others before you not only had to stay for a full shift of work – 10 hours or more of hammering, drilling, blasting – but then had to return to do it all again the next day and each day thereafter or they didn’t get paid. It was their job.

Coal was a known quantity long before it was found in northeastern Pennsylvania, it just wasn’t known to be in northeastern Pennsylvania. It wasn’t until 1791, according to a story published in the Harper’s Weekly in 1857, when it was found by a man named Philip Ginter, that people became aware of its presence. The story goes that Ginter came upon a lump of it while he was running through the woods on Summit Hill along the Lehigh River.[1]  

However, that was only just when coal was discovered along the Lehigh River, and even THAT fact as a “first” is apparently a “first” of uncertainty. It seems coal was well-known to be in the Lackawanna/Luzerne/Carbon Counties area for a very long time, probably from the first presence of “white” men in the area. The presence of coal in these parts was well known as early as 1766, 1760 in Bucks County. It was being strip-mined in the Wyoming Valley and shipped south via river barge down the Susquehanna River throughout the Revolutionary War.[2]

This coal was not the “usual”, soft Bituminous Coal found in other places. This stuff, called Anthracite Coal, was harder – both in texture and to burn. They should have asked Obadiah Gore, Jr. how to burn it. He was a blacksmith who lived in the Wyoming Valley in 1768. He knew how to burn the stuff. Indeed, the Anthracite Coal Industry of northeastern Pennsylvania marks its beginning by the date when Obadiah, after leaving for a short time, returned from Connecticut; making 2018 the industry’s 250th anniversary.[3] However, it wasn’t until 1817 that a workable burning system was perfected allowing the industry to advance.[4]

Closer to Hazleton, coal was found in 1826, the year after John Drum (Philip, George, Jacob, Philip) was born. According to local legend, John Charles went out one day to dig out a groundhog in the area of present-day Hazleton and found coal[5] The rest, as they say, is history!

I’m told by his Great, Great, Great Grandson, life-long Drums resident Bob Ray,[8] that not only did he find coal, he got the groundhog, too! Charles was a blacksmith in Conyngham so certainly knew what coal was and what to do with it. He was born April 2, 1778 in Moore, PA. He served in both the War of 1812 and the Mexican-American War. Because of his service, he was granted land in Sugarloaf where he set up his blacksmith shop. He died at the age of 95, January 16, 1874.

Needless to say, the discovery of coal in this area started a coal mining industry which provided employment for a great many area residents. The first of Philip’s descendants of whom we are aware of finding employment in the coal mines was John A. Drum(John, Philip, George, Jacob, Philip). He was 20-years-old in 1880 when he was listed in that year’s Census as a “Laborer in Coal Mine.” He must have found the work agreeable, or at least sustainable, because his brother, Nathan A., is listed as being a miner in the 1900 Census. John, however, is apparently no longer a miner by 1900. His place of residence changed by then, as well. When these changes occurred is uncertain, however, due to the lack of census data for 1890. He appears in the 1900 census as living in Schuylkill Haven, a town about 40 miles south of Drums in Schuylkill County, earning his living as a “House Carpenter”. [6] Two of his sons, however, are contributing to the household income via employment with the mines; William (age 15) and Calvin (age 11); are both listed as “Slate Pickers”.

Nathan A. Drum
From the family portrait
taken in the early 1900’s
Nathan A. Drum, age 32 in 1900, probably was a miner even by 1890 when he was 22, however, Census or other records are lacking that can verify this as the case. Living with Nathan in 1900 was his wife’s brother, John C. Balliett, and he, too, had found employment in the mines. John Balliett was only 16 but both he and Nathan are listed as “Mine Laborers”. 

On May 30, 1893, Nathan took Mary Ann Balliett to be his wife. By 1895, they had welcomed their first son into the world and named him Elmer Alonzo. Two years later, Elmer’s sister, Christie Alice, was born. Then in 1901, Nathan and Mary became the parents of a third child and named him Walter.  

This lamb was displayed in a 
Drum home for many years;
in our house for as long
as I can remember.
Nathan and Mary
had this marble lamb carved
in memory of little Walter.
Walter gave the family great joy for almost a year but just a few weeks before his first birthday, Walter contracted pneumonia. He died on June 7, 1902. Had he lived, he would have celebrated his first birthday on June 14. Heartbroken after Walter died, Mary declared she would never have another child. She was true to her word. 

Christie Drum Yoch.
Photo taken approximately 1930.
Christie married a 24-year-old coal miner named Paul Yoch on June 10, 1922. She was 25-years-old. They had two sons, Marvin and Gordon. Christie died nineteen years later, in 1941, while her son, Gordon, was overseas; an Army Sargent, fighting in the second world war. Shortly thereafter, Marvin left to fight as well; a member of the U.S. Army Air Corps. Gordon passed away in 1993 and Marvin followed in 2015. Photos of Gordon and Marvin were included in a previous post entitled “and World War II, too, for some of us.”

Although mining was the livelihood of many families, many people found issues with the industry. They pointed out the dangers and stressed the apparent lack of health and safety measures employed by the mine owners. They said mine owners took advantage of the miners by forcing them to buy the supplies they needed for work and home from the company store and “renting” them the shacks they lived in at rates far too high, deducting the rent from the miners’ pay. In the song  “Sixteen Tons” made famous by Tennessee Ernie Ford in 1955, we hear the lyrics,

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store.


In the following cartoon, clipped from the September 21, 1896 issue of New York Thrice-A-Week World, we see a Coal Baron counting his money as poor people suffer. This clipping was found among the many clippings included in “The Hat Box Collection” (see the post Faith – In God for information about, and a look into, this box of family papers reaching back to 1800). Ella Santee Drum’s uncle, Jacob Santee, clipped many of the clippings from the 1920’s that are included in this box. Was it “Uncle Jake”, as Ella called him, who clipped this one as well or could it have been Nathan A. who did the honors?


So, it is not surprising that Unions began to form in the Coal Fields of Pennsylvania. Nathan A. was a miner just when the United Mine Workers (UMW) came into existence. How involved was he in this movement? Other than his having paid union dues, we are left to wonder what he thought of the Union. What was his opinion of John Mitchell and did he see Mitchell when he first came to Hazleton in 1899? Was Nathan one of the 112,000 men who refused to work during the strike of 1900? Surely, he was involved in the walkout of 1902 when 357 collieries went idle after 147,000 miners walked off the job.[7]

He paid dues to the United Mine Workers of America for at least 13.5 years, 1916 – 1930. Dues books he carried show payments to Local Union #2168 of McAdoo 1916-1925 and Local Union #250 Lattimer Mines 1926 – 1930.

Nathan’s primary income, like so many in this area, came from the mines, but he also “made ends meet” financially through his carpentry and blacksmith skills. His backyard garden and farm (chickens, cows, etc) helped to provide food, as well.

Shown below is what appears to be a pay slip of Nathan’s. It was found on the bottom of his carpenter tool chest. Eaten by silver fish, mildewed, dirty, stained; it is still mostly legible. It is dated October 31. The year was partially removed by a hungry silverfish but appears to be in the 1920’s which matches with his Lattimer Mines Due Books.

One wishes the fellow who wrote it had spent more time in school studying penmanship but it seems to show a “Total Earnings” of $39.20 arrived at by adding an Allowance advance of $5.58 to wages earned entered according to number of hours worked.

If I am reading these chicken scratches correctly, the line for “Hours” says 124 @ .2711 = $33.62. At 8 hours a day, 124 hours is approximately 15 days so, I hope this slip is for half a month and not all of October.

Debits include $2.15 for the Lattimer Store and 50 cents for what looks like “Coll”. It is things such as these that makes one wish an ancestor was still around to ask! Perhaps this says “Call” and is a charge for using the company telephone. Whatever it is, the total debits are $2.65 for a balance of $36.55 due Nathan. In 2018 dollars that would be $538.61.

Census data indicates his role in the mines changed over time: 1900 = Mine Laborer; 1910 = Coal Miner, Foreman; 1920 = Coal Mine, Carpenter; and 1930 = Coal Mine, Laborer.

Mining, of course, was, and still is, a highly dangerous occupation. I suppose it was more so in the beginning although I haven’t checked statistics on that to know if true or not. However, the list of mine disasters for the Anthracite Region is long, too long any way you slice it.

The Avondale Fire, Twin Shaft in Pittston, Milnesville Mine blast, Baltimore Tunnel in Wilkes-Barre, Pittston’s Knox Mine Disaster; to name just a few; all too well known.  One’s heart fell when the Breaker Whistle blew. It meant death had come to visit one of the mines yet again.

A miner’s first aid kit
probably carried
by Nathan.
For a story
about this kit
and a danger it
presented for today,
read the post entitled
 “
No Boom is
good BOOM
!
 
Thankfully, to my knowledge, at least, Nathan was spared living through an occurrence such as the Tomhicken Disaster. His was not a sudden death, his was a more drawn out process. Perhaps he would rather have had the sudden end vs. the one he got but we don’t get to make that choice. In any case, we’ll never know.

The fact remains that Nathan spent much of his life working in the mines, so it is reasonable to assume his death was most likely the result of his occupation. His death certificate lists his cause of death as “chronic pulmonary tuberculosis (fibroid type)”. Today this condition is one of the conditions that is collectively called “Black Lung”. Nathan died on July 27, 1934. He was 66 years old. 

Nathan A. Drum.
A detail from
a group picture taken in 1923.
He was only 55 at this time
but, to me, looks much older!
He was not a miner when he died, according to the information provided by his son, Elmer, for the death certificate. Elmer listed his father’s occupation as “carpenter.” Nathan A. Drum is buried in the St Johns Cemetery beside Mary Ann and Walter.

John C. Balliett may have started in the mines, but he did not continue with the mines long. By 1910 we find him still living with his sister and Nathan, but now he is listed as a “laborer, odd jobs.” Elmer also appears to have found employment for a short time in the mines. He is listed in the 1920 census as a “Blacksmith Helper in Mines”.

To my knowledge, there was only one more “connection” to the mines of Pennsylvania from the extended part of “the tree”. My mom’s father, Elton Shearer, worked in the mines as an electrician. He appears to have begun this work at age 18 in the Pittsburgh area before he met my Grandmother, Bertha Zboray. In fact, he would drive his motorcycle from Pittsburgh to Milnesville every weekend to see her. He moved back here when they got married in 1921. She was 18. He was 23. He went to work then in the anthracite mines. Elton died in 1949 a week shy of his 51st birthday; of a heart attack.

Elton took both photos on the left making the one on top a “selfie!” On the lower left is a dog named Mr. Danby. Mr. Danby was a special friend because he not only wagged his tail, he sniffed out dangerous gasses. The photo on the right of Elton is an enlargement of the top left photo. Mom said he took these photos when he was 19 making the year 1917.
That coal, and all the industries that surrounded the mining of it, kept many a family alive cannot be denied. That it changed everything it touched cannot be denied either. Fortunes were made because of it and many a life was lost along the way. Even the environment was changed because man dug in the ground for the stone that burns.

Return to Drums of Drums, PA on August 12, 2019 when we’ll take a walk in the woods to get a closer look at coal mining’s environmental impact on the Drums area as seen through The Mouth of Evil.




[1] “Buried Treasure: Hunter Philip Ginter credited with finding anthracite coal at Summit Hill in 1791”, Pages From the Past Special Edition, Hazleton Standard-Speaker, Friday, Sept. 6, 1991, p B 2.
[2] Bradsby, H.C., ed, History of Luzerne County, Pennsylvania (Chicago: S.B. Nelson & Co., 1893). Chapter XI Coal. http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/luzerne/1893hist/ accessed 8/6/2018.
[3] Allabaugh, Denise, “Mining Milestone: 250 years after its discovery, anthracite still heating homes” Hazleton Standard-Speaker, February 11, 2018, p C 1
[4] Buried Treasure
[5] Jackson, Kent, “Mining a rich vein: Old-timers remember life and death in deep mines”, Pages From the Past Special Edition, Hazleton Standard-Speaker, Friday, Sept. 6, 1991, p B 6.
[6] One wonders if “House Carpenter” was a title used in that area for a Mine Carpenter. It just seems odd that a person’s two young boys would be employed in the mining industry but the father, who once was so employed, is no longer.
[7] “Workers’ rights: UMW roots date to 1880s”, Pages From the Past Special Edition, Hazleton Standard-Speaker, Friday, Sept. 6, 1991, p B 12.
[8] Conversation with Bob Ray, July 15, 2019, at Butler Active Adult Center in Drums.