100 years ago
OCTOBER 29, 1893 — Our esteemed fellow-townsman, Mr. B. Apel, is the happy and pardonably proud recipient of two beautiful paintings, the handiwork of his daughter, Lizzie, who has been living with relatives in Germany and going to school over there for four or five years. We may not be the best judge in the world of such work, but it seems to us that these pictures are remarkably fine and worthy of the most accomplished artist. Miss Lizzie left here a small girl but has budded into lovely young womanhood. She recently visited Paris and wrote charming letters to her father from the Parisian capital. Marion, like her father, is proud of this fine young lady, and also of her younger sister who is with her.
Buff Jones is building a new stable on his premises south of the Cottonwood river bridge. For an old bachelor, Buff does a great deal of fixing up around his place.
Mr. J.T. Dickerson has been appointed Judge of this, the eighth, judicial district, composed of the counties of Marion, Morris, Dickinson, and Geary. The appointment is for an interim of one year. Whatever may have been the motives which prompted this appoint, the appointee is all right. Mr. Dickerson is a Buckeye. He was born in Champaign county, Ohio in 1864 — thirty-nine years ago. He came here with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Dickerson, in 1871, and spent his boyhood on the farm. Secured a common school education, and attended the State Normal school from '81 to '83. Taught school several years successfully. Was married to Miss Carrie Sackett, in Marion, in 1890. He took the law course at the State University, graduating in 1887. Practiced law with Keller & Dean till 1890. Was elected County Attorney in 1896 and re-elected in 1898, serving four years. He was chairman of the Republican County Central Committee in 1892. He is now City Attorney. He has a fine law office, a large library, a big practice, and has been very successful at the bar. He is a member of the Methodist church. He is immensely popular in this county where he has grown to manhood. He has a beautiful home in Marion and a lovely family, a charming wife and five of the prettiest children in town, including twins. He is the most generous man we ever knew. His character is above reproach. True, he is our brother-in-law, but he is not responsible for that. True, also, he is bald headed, but it is only on the outside. This, in brief, is our new District Judge, Mr. Joseph T. Dickerson, who will don the ermine the first of January. He will make an able, incorruptible, fearless and just Judge, and ought to be nominated next year by acclamation.
Miss Laverna Carter entertained several of her girl friends Monday evening in honor of her seventeenth birthday. Those present were Jessie Knowles, Marguerite Saggau, Vinnie Weible, Clara Paddock, Ula Marner, Clara McCarty, and Gertie Sheets.
Mr. Wash Grapes was in from his farm in the east part of the county, last Saturday, with a wagon load of home-grown apples. This fine fruit is tolerable scarce in Marion county, this year, but Mr. Grapes always has apples when no one has. His orchard seems to be especially well located.
You people who have visited the Court house, recently, have noticed how clean the court room, the stair-way, and other departments of the building are these days, haven't you? Of course you have. Well, why shouldn't the RECORD call attention to the matter and give the janitor, Mr. Sam Baker, a merited word of praise for it?
There will be an oyster supper at the Wren school house on Friday evening, Oct. 30. Everybody invited.
Complaint is made of the growing custom among a lot of boys and young men to congregate around the Methodist church every Sunday night and disturb the meeting with loud talk and laughter, and by other rude acts. Last Sunday evening one of the windows was pried up from the outside breaking a latch and make a noise that could be heard all over the large auditorium while the pastor was preaching. Perhaps the young offenders do not mean these things to be as serious as they are. Marion has had a good reputation for orderly public gatherings, and parents can not too soon impress upon their boys that these rude acts will not be tolerated in this town. Marion is not that kind of town and word to the wise ought to be sufficient.
The best celery I've tasted for a long time was raised right here in Marion by our neighbor Zimmerman. It was crisp from "end to end" and as finely flavored as we ever tasted.
The young folks in the Gale and Wilson area came in and surprised Harry Richardson on his birthday, Sunday evening, and enjoyed themselves in pulling taffy.
(Copied by Joan Meyer from the 1903 microfilm files of the Marion Record)
