Justin Ng
Competition Summer 2016
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Herşey Dahil Sadece 350 Tl'ye Web Site Sahibi Ol
Hızlı ve kolay bir şekilde sende web site sahibi olmak istiyorsan tek yapman gereken sitenin aşağısında bulunan iletişim formu üzerinden gerekli bilgileri girmen. Hepsi bu kadar.
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Web Siteye Reklam Ver
Sende web sitemize reklam vermek veya ilan vermek istiyorsan. Tek yapman gereken sitenin en altında bulunan yere iletişim bilgilerini girmen yeterli olacaktır. Ekip arkadaşlarımız siziznle iletişime gececektir.
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Web Sitemizin Yazarı Editörü OL
Sende kalemine güveniyorsan web sitemizde bir şeyler paylaşmak yazmak istiyorsan siteinin en aşağısında bulunan iletişim formunu kullanarak bizimle iletişime gecebilirisni
Lamborn, Guest, and the Bunco Steerers
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| The location of Chandler Lamborn's farm |
We'll get to the new story in a moment, but first let's catch up and find out exactly what happened to Chandler Lamborn. All we knew from the Eastburn article was that three days after failing with him, the swindlers succeeded in taking $500 from Lamborn. They left the area soon thereafter. The article below gives a detailed account of just what went down that day. It appeared the same day as the Eastburn article, July 14,1888, but in a different paper, the Wilmington Every Evening. It was all a complex scheme to get the 71 year old Lamborn to gather a substantial amount of money together so that they could steal it, literally, right out of his hands.
Unless I miss my guess, I'd say there's one small detail omitted from the story. What makes more sense, and is similar to things today like the Nigerian scam, is that "Powell" probably offered Lamborn a cut of the winnings for putting up the $500. From what I can tell from inflation calculators, that $500 would be equivalent to over $12,000 today. Not bad for a day's work. Except for the fact that it's immoral, illegal, and reprehensible. A pretty complicated scheme just to get the victim to gather up cash, and in principle similar to what they did again a few months later. This article appeared in the October 25th edition of the Evening Journal. (Reminder that you can click on the image for a larger version and easier reading.)
I realize this article was a bit longer, so if you didn't read the whole thing, here's essentially what happened. Three men, at least one of whom was likely "Mr. Powell" from the Lamborn robbery, approached Brandywine Hundred farmer James Henry Guest about purchasing a piece of his land in order to build a summer home. Guest's farm sat on the east side of Philadelphia Pike, just north of Bellefonte (which would spring up twenty-some years later), on what's now Guest Lane. For those who know the area, his house was (and maybe still is) just above the Brandywine Boulevard-Duncan Road intersection, near Mount Pleasant Elementary School.
The strangers offered to pay an excellent price for the land, and Guest agreed to the sale. The shady buyers stated that they had some of the agreed-upon price with them, but had to retrieve the rest. They thought it wasn't fair that they should put up money while Guest put up none, so they asked that he match their $3000 to assure that he wouldn't sell the land to someone else in the meantime. I find this a little weird since there's no indication that Guest was even looking to sell the land prior to their arrival, but he agreed to their terms.
Since Guest didn't have that much cash on hand, he needed to go to the bank in Wilmington to withdraw the amount. He and "Powell" drove to the Union Bank in town, withdrew the cash and headed home. They met met the other two cons along the pike, probably somewhere near where Washington Street Extension and, ironically, State Police Troop 1 is today. Long story short, the bunco steerers snatched Guest's money and escaped. That $3000 would be worth about $75,000 today. Ouch. Now for the MCH connection.
Right after the robbery, a neighboring farmer came by and helped Guest, accompanying him to the police station in Wilmington. This farmer was none other than John W. Banks, who happened to have grown up just outside of Stanton. His brother Jabez later operated the hotel at the Brandywine Springs Amusement Park, and both were featured in an earlier post about some old family invitations. In fact, the last invitation was for an Evening Party at John's house at Riverside in November 1884. And as for the person connection I mentioned, Guest's house is about a two minute drive from where I now live. I also have a family member who lives on what was the Guest farm, literally (if you have a good arm) a stone's throw from the house.
So it seems that either we just happened to come across these incidents, or 1888 was a good year for "sharpers" in New Castle County. And next time you get a suspicious phone call or email, remember that there have always been people looking to make a quick buck by separating hard-working folks from their money.
Marc Fitt Kimdir?
Marc Fitt'in boyu 178 cm ve kilosu ise 85 civarıdır. Definasyon ve bulk döneminde farklılık gösterebilir. Ancak bulk döneminde bile çoğu kişinin definasyonda bile ulaşamadığı yağ oranlarına sahiptir. İster genetik diyelim, istersek de ağır çalışmalar sonucu olsun yağ oranı gerçekten de takdir edilesi düzeyde.
Yağ oranı olarak oldukça başarılı olsa da kendisinin çok iri ve kaslı olduğunu söyleyemeyeceğim. Yani sahip olduğu genetiğin artı yönleri olduğu kadar eksi yönleri var. Çok define bir vücuda sahip olabilir ama bence çok da heybetli bir görünüme sahip değil. Tabi 30-35 yaşında nasıl bir vücudu olur bilemeyeceğim. Fitness'da altın yaş aralığı 30-35 dir. 20 yaşında spora başlayan biri genetik limitine ancak bu yaşlarda ulaşabilir. Daha erken ulaşan kişi ya steroid almıştır ya da başka işlere bulaşmıştır. Bu da Marc'ın bu tür şeyler kullanmadığını gösterir. Çünkü yaşı daha çok genç ve hala tam anlamıyla büyük kas kütleleri inşa ettiği söylenemez.
Aynı zamanda Personal Trainer olan Marc Fitt'in bir çok öğrencisi mevcut ve onlar ile beraber gerçekten güzel işler başarıyor. Sporu seven ve sevdiren herkes baş tacımızdır.
Genetik olarak kaslarının şekli ve boyunun da vermiş olduğu avantajla oldukça estetik bir vücuda sahip olmayı başarabilen sporcu fitness model olarak yaşamını sürdürdüğü bilinmektedir. Ancak geçimini sadece bu yolla mı sağlıyor bilemeyeceğim.
Kişisel Yorumum : "Yağ oranını gerçekten çok aşağılara çekebilen birisi. Normal zamandaki defineliğine bile ulaşamayan bir çok sporcu var. Bu da bu sporda genetiğin ne kadar büyük bir rol oynadığını gösteriyor. Ancak şu da bir gerçek ki etkili çalışmanın önüne hiç bir şey geçemez."
The Attempted Scamming of David Eastburn
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| David E. Eastburn |
One consequence of this is that the con artists and criminals of the time had to pick their prospective targets more carefully. Unlike today's scammers who can blast out to thousands or millions their claims of fast riches, unlikely enhancements, or impractical walls, the cons of yesteryear had to spend time on their marks. Therefore, they'd want to find someone worth targeting. And in 1888, apparently someone (or someones) thought that Mill Creek Hundred's David Eastburn was a worthwhile target. Two separate newspaper articles from that year (graciously supplied by Donna Peters) detail shady interactions with him.
For a quick reminder of just who the intended target was, David E. Eastburn (1811-1899) was the seventh of fourteen children born to David and Elizabeth (Jeanes) Eastburn. The elder David, along with his brother-in-law Abel Jeanes, started the lime kilns on Upper Pike Creek Road in the 1810's. After the father's death in 1824, the younger David remained on the family farm on Paper Mill Road. In 1857 he finally married, and about that time built a new home for himself on a farm just north of the family homestead, about three quarters of the way up Corner Ketch Road between Paper Mill Road and Doe Run Road. It was here that the incidents occurred.
The Eastburns were fairly prosperous for the area, and David was no exception. In addition to his farm, he was involved with the Newport National Bank, serving as its president at the time of the attempted swindlings. I think it's a good bet that the perpetrators knew who he was and went after him specifically. The first article, seen below, appeared in the Wilmington Evening Journal on July 14, 1888.
Maybe someone can help us on this one, but it's not immediately clear to me exactly what was going on here. Unfortunately, I don't have the details of what transpired with Chandler Lamborn on his farm, which was off of Brackenville Road east of Old Wilmington Road. It appears the cons were working out of the Deer Park, and heading out each day looking for trouble. They hit Eastburn on Monday and Lamborn on Thursday, the day they left. It seems obvious that they fled because they finally succeeded in conning (or straight up stealing from) someone.
They way the story is told, my guess is that the "swarthy" one's job was to get Eastburn away from his house, or maybe to get a look at the place if he happened to say he might sell. Then the other accomplice would rob the house. Similar scams still play out today. Now it's normally someone offering some sort of home repair, like siding or roofing. They get you out front while the other guy goes in back. It should also be noted that not only was Eastburn well-off, he was 77 years old at the time. Cons love older folks.
Once Eastburn made clear that he was not selling and would not go with the stranger that day, the thief made the arrangements for the next day so as not to seem suspicious. Remember, they had not succeeded in their ploy yet and probably didn't want to raise any alarms. They didn't show at Red Mill, but that could be explained any number of ways. Only in hindsight would it seem suspicious.
If this weren't enough, another odd incident occurred with Eastburn about 4 months later. The article below also appeared in the Evening Journal, this time in the December 13, 1888 edition. It relates a story that took place in mid-November, when another odd stranger approached the wealthy gentleman.
This time, instead of a man asking about farms for sale, the stranger wove a fantastic tale of murderers and buried treasure -- which just happened to be in Mr. Eastburn's barn. The elderly Eastburn was polite, but didn't seem to bite at the story. I think the con man sensed this and had no intention of returning. Again, my best guess is that it was a play to get access to the property, at which time one or both of the thieves would rob the house and/or the barn. If anyone else has any other thoughts, I'd love to hear them.
In the end, David Eastburn was not fooled by either of these attempts on his wealth and no harm was done (to him, although Lamborn is another story). Besides the use of fabulous terms like "sharpers" and "bunco steerers" (my personal favorite), these stories go to show that people have always been people. If someone tells you that they yearn for the "good old days" when everyone was honest, you'll know that that time only exists in rosy and distorted memories.
Almost instant update: Donna came up with two more articles, one giving the details of Chandler Lamborn's incident and a new one that took place in Brandywine Hundred. That post can be found here.
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