I posted the story of this bottle some time back . I am adding it below in case new people had not seen it before .
Me and a friend of mine got into digging bottles back in the late 1970s . We were digging in an old ash dump on the bank of the Ohio River at that time . We both had opened up a good size hole . The River had flooded prior to our next visit . After the river went back down we returned to try our luck in our respective holes . Before returning to my hole to dig I decided to walk the bank a ways to see if something might have washed out . This particular day my friend brought his twelve year old son with him for the first time . As I returned to start digging I saw my friend's son crawl into my hole and instantly hollered out , well here is a bottle right here . It kind of rubbed me the wrong way , especially when I saw the bottle he had in his hand . It was a Cincinnati Sulpho Saline Springs & Bath House bottle , had never seen or heard of it . So I am thinking about whether to try and get the bottle that came out of my hole that I worked very hard to open up or just let it go . I looked at my friend and got a look of SORRY ABOUT YOUR LUCK , so I just let it go . Figured friendship was more important than a bottle , although I was beginning to wonder just what kind of friendship I had with him lol . For somewhere in the neighborhood of forty years I was haunted by the thought of losing out on this bottle .
Regretfully my friend passed on about six years ago . I wanted to ask his wife about buying some of his bottles but worried over it being too soon to ask about it . The next thing I knew five years rolled by and I still had not ask her about them . So last fall I asked her about the bottles and she said that she took them out of the house , packed them up and took then to a flea market at a car show and sold them for three for ten dollars . Needless to say I was just devastated and a bit hurt that she had never even thought about offering me a shot at some of them being we had dug so long together and had been friends for a very long time . She then said that there were still some boxes of bottles in the top of the barn . I figured that the ones in the barn was probably a bunch of Junkers so I just got in the car and left without looking at them . I knew I had lost the final chance to get the bottle that I wanted so long for my own .
This spring I got to thinking about the bottles again and went to her house and asked if she was still willing to let me look and buy some of them if I found something I wanted and she allowed me to do so . I climbed up in the barn and there was boxes of all kinds of stuff piled everything from A to Z . It was a struggle to try and get to the boxes to see what was in them . I could see parts of bottles sticking up in some of the boxes but could not see what they were . So I would stretch out the best I could and reach down in a box that I thought had bottles in it . To my surprise I started pulling out blob top sodas , blob beers and medicines . I stretched out and reached down into another box that looked empty , finding that there were bottles laying on their sides . I got hold of one of them , lifted it out of the box to find it was the bottle I had grieved over for all those years and thought that I would never have a chance to ever own it lol . I could not believe it and am still in shock over it . Related the story to her and she got a laugh out of it . Brought back a lot of memories from our digging together and the various things we would dig up . Days long gone buy now , The days of construction in Cincy is now pretty much over as for breaking ground and opening up the old dumps and out houses that still linger there waiting to be discovered .
Anyway , here are some pics of the bottle that eluded me for so long . I can not find a think about it as to rarity or value . Want to send it off and have someone give it a tumble but afraid to do so for fear of it getting broke lol . Qould be a beauty if it were tumbled .
Me and a friend of mine got into digging bottles back in the late 1970s . We were digging in an old ash dump on the bank of the Ohio River at that time . We both had opened up a good size hole . The River had flooded prior to our next visit . After the river went back down we returned to try our luck in our respective holes . Before returning to my hole to dig I decided to walk the bank a ways to see if something might have washed out . This particular day my friend brought his twelve year old son with him for the first time . As I returned to start digging I saw my friend's son crawl into my hole and instantly hollered out , well here is a bottle right here . It kind of rubbed me the wrong way , especially when I saw the bottle he had in his hand . It was a Cincinnati Sulpho Saline Springs & Bath House bottle , had never seen or heard of it . So I am thinking about whether to try and get the bottle that came out of my hole that I worked very hard to open up or just let it go . I looked at my friend and got a look of SORRY ABOUT YOUR LUCK , so I just let it go . Figured friendship was more important than a bottle , although I was beginning to wonder just what kind of friendship I had with him lol . For somewhere in the neighborhood of forty years I was haunted by the thought of losing out on this bottle .
Regretfully my friend passed on about six years ago . I wanted to ask his wife about buying some of his bottles but worried over it being too soon to ask about it . The next thing I knew five years rolled by and I still had not ask her about them . So last fall I asked her about the bottles and she said that she took them out of the house , packed them up and took then to a flea market at a car show and sold them for three for ten dollars . Needless to say I was just devastated and a bit hurt that she had never even thought about offering me a shot at some of them being we had dug so long together and had been friends for a very long time . She then said that there were still some boxes of bottles in the top of the barn . I figured that the ones in the barn was probably a bunch of Junkers so I just got in the car and left without looking at them . I knew I had lost the final chance to get the bottle that I wanted so long for my own .
This spring I got to thinking about the bottles again and went to her house and asked if she was still willing to let me look and buy some of them if I found something I wanted and she allowed me to do so . I climbed up in the barn and there was boxes of all kinds of stuff piled everything from A to Z . It was a struggle to try and get to the boxes to see what was in them . I could see parts of bottles sticking up in some of the boxes but could not see what they were . So I would stretch out the best I could and reach down in a box that I thought had bottles in it . To my surprise I started pulling out blob top sodas , blob beers and medicines . I stretched out and reached down into another box that looked empty , finding that there were bottles laying on their sides . I got hold of one of them , lifted it out of the box to find it was the bottle I had grieved over for all those years and thought that I would never have a chance to ever own it lol . I could not believe it and am still in shock over it . Related the story to her and she got a laugh out of it . Brought back a lot of memories from our digging together and the various things we would dig up . Days long gone buy now , The days of construction in Cincy is now pretty much over as for breaking ground and opening up the old dumps and out houses that still linger there waiting to be discovered .
Anyway , here are some pics of the bottle that eluded me for so long . I can not find a think about it as to rarity or value . Want to send it off and have someone give it a tumble but afraid to do so for fear of it getting broke lol . Qould be a beauty if it were tumbled .