140 years ago

october 14, 1881

Mr. J.A. McConnell, living west of this place, on Little River bottom, came out from Illinois last spring, bought a section of land and planted 150 acres in broom corn. He now has 25 tons of broom corn of the best quality, for which he has been offered $120 per ton.

“Jim” McAlister kindly responded to that pathetic pumpkin plea of “our’n,” with two fine ones, but we’d like to have a few more, yet.

Mr. Fanning arrived with his cattle and sheep, last Saturday, and has since been disposing of them quite as rapidly as could reasonably be expected.

Dame Rumor is busy making matrimonial matches, in which various well known couples whose hearts new beat separately but will soon beat as one. Guess.

One of the thieves who have been stealing Corbett & Bown’s chickens is spotted, and if the thefts are persisted in, mercy will no longer be extended to the thief.

Brickley’s brick business building is far enough advanced to show that it is to be the handsomest business house in the city, which is equivalent to saying in the county.

The sidewalk near the Band Stand is liable to bring sorrow to some home and a big bill of damages for the city to pay. But we don’t suppose it will be fixed to prevent a little thing like that.

Those who wish to see themselves as others see them will soon have an opportunity. Mr. E.G. Good, a photographer, has erected an art house on Second Street, opposite the Court House, and will soon be ready to make pictures of all kinds.

The band supper, Wednesday night, was quite a success. The attendance was not as large as it should have been, or would have been had it been more fully advertised, but those who were there—and the number was quite respectable—enjoyed a good time and a superb supper. We don’t know what the proceeds were, but judge a snug sum was netted.