Wm. Wood has a badly bruised hand. Mr. Geer goes into the Hudson house soon. % H. V. Heatley's two sons are improving in health. B. H. Glenn brings a hay press with him when he comes home. J. Shults moves into his father's old homestead in this neighborhood. B. Ward goes to Ann Arbor soon, where he will build a house this summer. Hens are eating their eggs about as fast as they are laid, in some localities. John Twamley is not very well at this writing. He is the oldest pioneer living around here. E. J. Whalin goes to Ann Arbor soon, to enter the milk business, having bought out Mr. Pruden. Frank Mann has hired out to your scribe for a month, to help eat up the last of 200 pounds of buckwheat flour. Several rats were killed under a stack of clover and rye, here. They had cut the rye straw fine, in search of the grain in the straw. The eldest son of W. B. Collins, of Collins' Plains, was buried on Sunday, Eider England officiating. Mr. and Mrs. Collins have the sympathy of a large circle of friends in their sad bereavement. Moving days are now at hand, and :he bedsteads and stovepipes begin :o come down, while the chickens ire on their backs, with feet sticking ip ready to be tied; and lastly the iestive auctioneer with his motley :rowd pack the snow around the old place.