New treasures tell of colorful people from past

The Historical Society holds many important treasures from our history. Quincy was often involved in events that were national in scope, but recording the everyday lives of our citizens is also part of the fabric of history and worth safeguarding.
The Society recently received 20 scrapbooks compiled by Father Landry Genosky, who studied and later taught history from 1948 until 1976 at Quincy College (later Quincy University).
These books chronicle events he found to be of interest.
The first volume, labeled “Personalities,” contains articles about local people ranging from ordinary to epic. The details of each small clipping provide insight into some characters from our past.
Sometimes youth prevails
In 1916, Mary Orton, age 11, became “Champion Speller of Adams County.” Mary, who attended Pea Green school in Concord Township, studied at Quincy High School where Hez Henry, D.L Musselman and A. Otis Arnold judged the contest.
Mary correctly spelled more than 2,000 words over four hours to best 29 opponents. The first 1,000 words eliminated only seven of the contestants. These words included gems like “nonpareil” and “abbreviate.” The first to be eliminated was a young man who misspelled “miscellaneous.”
Eventually extra letters like two “l’s” in “Vermilion” or the substitution of an “a” for an “e” in “artillery” thinned the ranks.
The last representative of the Quincy Schools was young Margaret Thorpe, who attended Franklin. She declined to attempt to spell “philanthropy.”
According to the commentary, “The two girls in blue were left….Nineteen hundred words had been spelled and these two remained; each one of them apparently fresh and eager for the fray. Just 56 words were pronounced by Superintendent Bauman before Saide Hughes missed “calliope” and when the pronouncer asked Mary if she could spell it, a big cheer went up for the winner and the runner-up. The contest was over.”
The winner was only in the seventh grade, and was the littlest girl there. She won a gold medal and a dictionary.
Sometimes size makes you famous
The woman who held the title of “The World’s Smallest Mother,” Mrs. Dolletta Buck, was born in Quincy on Oct. 14, 1881. When full grown, she stood 28 inches tall and weighed 37 pounds.
By 1926 when she returned to Quincy for a visit, she was also counted as the world’s smallest grandmother.
Dolletta delivered three children by caesarian operations, a perilous procedure at that time, and each child grew to be of average height.
Dolletta finished college and was a teacher for a time, before pursuing a career in vaudeville. Her first husband was 42 inches tall, and the father of her first two children.
After they were divorced, Dolletta married again.
This time her husband was C.H. Buck, a 6-foot tall, circus trick-roper. The tiny mother named her last child Dottella Mayo Buck in honor of the Mayo Clinic, whose staff saved her life with the final cesarean delivery. Quincy’s smallest mom made a successful career of her size.
Sometimes a small thing like a phone call can change a life.
Miss Ada Conrad, a graduate of Gem City Business College, had been employed by the Quincy firm of Buerkin and Buerkin for more than three years when she received a life-changing telephone call in August of 1926. Miss Conrad’s mother died when Ada was only 1 week old.
She was raised to age 6 by her grandmother.
Ada’s father, L.E. Conrad, had enlisted after his wife’s death, and fought in the Spanish-American War.
He had returned after the end of the war for a visit with the child, but then vanished into the West to work as a lumberman in Alaska. Miss Conrad had moved on to live with her aunt and uncle, Dr. and Mrs. W.M. Hogle, in Keokuk, Iowa, before moving to Quincy.
In 1926 a reunion of Spanish-American War veterans was organized in Des Moines, Iowa, and L.E. Conrad came to see his comrades and to look for his daughter.
It only took a phone call to the aunt to reach Ada Conrad and re-establish contact after 25 years. Mr. Conrad had, in the meantime become a successful businessman living in Seattle. His daughter said, “…I shall go out there this winter…. Father wanted me to go back with him but I could not leave my employers in that way.”
The notebooks, which have yet to be indexed, are chock full of fascinating clippings. They include within the first few pages, tales of the Quincy priest who was saying Mass in Santa Barbara, Calif., when a big earthquake hit in 1925, and his letter saying that he was fine (but they were all sleeping on the sidewalks outside the mission to be safe); a notice that the nephew of Ana Wall who was Admiral Byrd’s second in command on the 1939 voyage to Antarctica was sailing there again; plus dozens of accounts of 100-year-old birthday celebrations with their stories of earlier times.
Long before the invention of home movies or Facebook or “selfies,” scrapbooks, journals, diaries and autograph books were the best way to document daily life.
The Historical Society hopes you will safeguard any of these family treasurers that are in your family. They illustrate the human side of history just as history was made, one person’s opinion at a time.
Beth Lane is the author of “Lies Told Under Oath,” the story of the 1912 Pfanschmidt murders near Payson and executive director of the Historical Society of Quincy and Adams County.





