100 years ago

december 30, 1920

Another day, and the Old Year will have slipped away into the unnumbered years of the Past. The calendar is nearly complete. In a few brief hours 1920 will be as a tale that is told. It will be a sealed book. Its record is irrevocable. “What is writ is writ.”

A big improvement is being made in the filing vault in the Clerk of the District Court’s office this week, in the installation of a complete set of filing cases and racks.

The records of the court have been kept in a makeshift affair—open wooden pigeonhole cases where the papers were bleached by the light and hard to find.

Mr. E. Baxter, clerk of the court, is mighty proud of the new equipment and is at work changing the records from their old filing places to the new—which is quite a job.

Men build houses. Women make homes.

The Sunflower School, taught by Miss Grace Amick, is one that has been serving hot lunches for the pupils. The day of closing before the holidays they served a regular Christmas dinner.

Mr. Jim Reed, who has successfully managed the Antelope Elevator for several years, will assume the management of the Marion Co-operative Equity Exchange next week. He is a fine son of the good, old pioneer friend of the Record, Tom Reed, of Antelope. He is a graduate of the Marion High School, and this paper welcomes him to Marion.

Mrs. C.W. Boothe received a box of California flowers for Christmas—poinsettias, holly and ferns—from her namesake, Cora Bell Hackler, who is now living on the coast. They were beautifully preserved and much admired and appreciated.

B.D. VanOstrand came in Monday to renew the Old Thing. He has been a subscriber for thirty-six consecutive years.