Adrian Press Washtenawisms

Swamp hres are raging in Sharon and its erstwhile "dewy rose" cries :or water. The Plymouth fair has been abandoned, and the7 world's exposition will run the full six months. Jim Butler, of Ypsilanti town, is in a bad plight from the kick of aj horse, in the región of the boiled dinner. The women voted at the recent Ypsilanti school election. There was a lady candidate in the field, but her sisters voted her down. A ,y2 foot blue racer was killed last week in the Saline Presbyterian parsonage yard. Preachers as well as well as the laity ' may see "snakes." George J. Nissly, a refornied Saline editor, now a poultryman, has incubated and produced a new hatching machine, that is said to excel anything ever invented for raising feathers. ..... The interests of the Babcock hotel at Milan, now rest on the shoulders of T. Shoulders, of Port Huron, who shoulders the responsilility. A new floor has been laid and the cimex lectularious banished. The high tight rope performance of Jimmie Brown, of Milan, last week, was very successful, and the youth feels encouraged by the ovation given him to go onward and upwárd till he breaks his neck. Richard G. Boone, A. M. Ph. D., is the new principal of the state normal. A cut of the doctor adorns the Ypsilanti papers, by which it is seen that he has an intellectual mustache and a finely shaped head, covered with hair. I Just at a time when all seemed lost to the fish liar, in hops the frog and stirs up his brain to a new ambition in an untried field. He has begun business at Chelsea, and reports a catch of twelve "croakers" weighing eight pounds. "Wedding Bells," and "He Wants a Divorce," are different articles in the same column of the Argus. Thus it goes, with the inconstant human heart! Between strains of matrimonial music, one can hear the "moanings of the tied." Referring to extensive hen roost robberies at Grass Lake, the News of that city remarks that the thief "is well known, having been engaged in the business for years." This prompts the suspicious minded Argus to suggest that possibly he got his first tale of chicken by receiving one on subscription." . . Two Ann Arborites were recently fined $3 and costs each, for keeping pigs in the city limits. There is no show for the vulgar hog, in the Athens of America, but the fumes of the festering swill-bucket and blue bottlefly incubator will still roam rampant at the seat of intellectuality, to brace up the germ theory. . # An Ypsilanti wheelman five miles from home, was entranced with the wonders and beauties of nature. Above him hung the sky, from which bulged the clear, silvery moon. Beside him rippled a limping stagnant stream through the venal vegetation. Remoteness lay behind him and a cow in front of him. He walked in and pushed the wheel to the repair shop. The cow was uninjured. Editor Moran, of the Ann Arbor Register, asks a suspension of public judgment concerning that newspaper's troubles, which he charges upon his wicked partners, who have little stock, but want to get him out, and intimates that before he will stand anything unholy, he will stay till the "ironworks" free.e over, if he has to borrow skates to get home. 4 # Ernest Bodine, of Augusta, is sorry he married and would have the thing undone by the court, because, as he alleges, his wife insists on feeding him tartar emetic as a health diet. Singular thing about Bodine. When he was "hooked up," two years ago, he was 2i-years old, and now he is suing for divorce by next friend, as a minor. At this rate of retrogression, he will soon be in diapers again. A man went into an Ypsilanti business place and told the proprietor that Canada quarters had got down to 12 and 13 cents. The other had $3 in the "depricated" coin, and he went right out and bought a $3 hat with it. Then the man who gave him the "pointer" carne in again and remarked that 12 and 13 cents made 25; and as he went out he "ducked" his head in time to dodge a scale weight markd "200." The Ypsilanti Commercial came to us last week so altered in. personal appearan.ce, as to be atfirst unrecognizable. It has a new head, new dress and new editor, Mr. Coe having associated with hirhself in -joint ownership, George C. Smithe, late of the Ypsilantian, who will assume the "stroke oar" in the literary "skull" race, while Mr. Coe will 'be the business steerer. In thirty-nine years Mr. Smithe has been a printer in six states; an editor in six states and a publisher in three states. During this long career of martrydom he has sometimes found himself without capital but never without integrity and the "e" at the end of his name. These have pulled him through, and now he is with us as the conductor of an independent journal. Boys, sit along and make room for Bro. Smithe.