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Parent Issue
Day
17
Month
July
Year
1894
Copyright
Public Domain
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Henry Huntley feil $5,000 worth on a defective Jackson sidewalk and sues for the cash. Mrs. Doty,. of Hudson, has 300 buns and 150 fried cakes with which to break the head of a man who ordered them for the 4th and never came back. Because Jackson had only one drunk last week, she shoves her hat to a back slant, thrusts her hands in her pantaloon pockets and swaggers around with the statement that her moral character has been falsely aspersed. W. P. Lamkin, of Milán, has constructed a steam fire engine that forces water over the highest buildings in the town. The Leader recomends this squirt of enterprise to the favorable notice of the reverend village fathers. John Bolsón, of Adrián, who battsd his brother on the head with a stone and would have killed him if help had not arrived, has saved the county expense, by hanging himself in his cell, which proves that he was not wholly devoid of the instincts of a gentleman. Just because this journal casually mentioned the editor of the Hudson Gazette, connecting him with a blisster on the back of his neck, acquired in the supreme effort to germinate some agricultural department garden seeds, he nies mad, denounces us as an anarchist and threatens, unless there is a retraction, to send us some of his radishes. The Adrián Times, without a blush or tremor relates as truth the following: "One and a half miles west of Rollin village resides .Mrs. Holbrook. As she and her daughter Lottie were busy about their household duties, they heard a cry of alarm among their young turkeys, and upon investigation discovered a blue racer, six and one-half feet in length, sampling the turkeys. The "racer" was killed, and upon investigation a live turkey was found in its stomach. The turkey is alive at this writing and bids fair to make a Thanksgiving dinner in the future. Alas! what dangers do patients undergo in the service of their country. The postmaster of Somerset, jackson county, has just been shot in the leg by a traitor to the , fiag, to whom the postmaster openj ed his store after hours in response to a distressed cry for bread and 1 cheese. This abominable truth appears in the Milan Leader: "On Wednesday Jevening John Cook, of Wabash-ave, hired a horse of Whaley & Sons, on . West Main-st., and took it home ■ and tied it out to pasture for the : night. Some time during the night !itbroke its fastenings and went , home via the T. & A. railroad, across two bridges and a cattle guard and was found there in the morning ; uninjured. The Frybnrg correspondent of . the Milan Leader, notes the return to Web Ross, of $10.65, by a con-! Iscience stricken hired man who took it from hini years ago. The scribe adtls: Don't say ieligion is not a good thing. No, certainly jnot; but this thieving hired man ;would have exhibited more of it, had he bundled along the interest with the principal. In a great game of baseball betweem the lawyers and doctors of Adrián, the pill profession was downed in a score of 23 to 6. The game was umpired by the secretary of the Young Men's Christian Association, and he had about all he c-ould do in such company to keep his religión from sliding out from under bim. A very racy account of the "scrap" appears in the Adrián Times. A rattlesnake got into the cellar! of Mrs. J. Robbins, of Fowlerville, j and when Mrs. R. went down cellar he "rattled" and snickered to think how pretty soon she would jump on ! a tub, gather her skirts about her, let out a shriek and tumble in a faint. There is where the rattlesnake was a fooi, for Mrs. Robbins was no fainter, and she grabbed a hoe and hacked off his head so qflick that he was perfectly astonished. Albert Mann, of Ann Arbor, is quite proud over the advent of a daughter at his home. He rather expected a little man as a member of the household, but as he jostles the little miss upon his arm he sings: What though a daughter I begat, A Manu's a Mann for a' that." - Adrián Press. Taint every one can be a poet. No naore'n a sbeep can be a go-at. John Lockwood has ceased to constitute the night constabulary of Milán and Ed. Farrington reigns in his stead. During the exciting period of the strike, it kept Lockwood so busy guarding different parts of the town at the saine instant, that in the deep shadows of night he often smashed "head on" against himself coming from an opposite direction; on one occasion he carne near locking himself in the cooler, foranother man.

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Ann Arbor Argus
Old News