A
Traffic Stopper in Wichita
From The
Daily Beacon, Wichita, November 7, 1872.
A full bull train of twenty six wagons, outriders and all
the extras and adjuncts passed from the depot up Douglas
avenue, and over the long bridge for the Cheyenne agency
this afternoon. It looked like old times, and made the
avenue impassable for an hour.
History
Repeats -- Notice the Date
From The
Nationalist, Manhattan, January 9,1874.
It is stated
that another attempt will soon be made to bring the metric
system of measurement into general use in this country. If
the real advantage of this system could but be fully
appreciated by the business community, the proposed change
would be earnestly advocated, and it is most desirable that
the classes most interested should do all in their power to
forward the undertaking.
A
Deacon and His Wayward Calf
From the
Leavenworth Daily Times, May 26, 1875.
Last Sunday,
just as one of our straightest deacons was getting ready to
shake the lines over his horses' backs and say, "ge dap,"
his wife happened to remember that the calf hadn't been fed.
The deacon looked at his Sunday clothes and
observed that he did not deem it incumbent upon him to
suffer for the negligence of others; to which the deaconess
replied that such language in the presence
of the children, on a Sunday morning, and from a pillar of
the church, was enough to shake one's belief in the
professions that had been made by some one man she could
name.
The deacon
handed the lines to his oldest boy, and climbed over the
wheel without saying a word. He went around to the front
door and took the front door key from under the mat, came
around to the door, and as he was trying to put the key in
the hole the key slipped from his hand and fell down
into the
mud. Finally he got into the kitchen and started for the
barnyard with his milk. He set the pail down on the ground
and called to the calf, but the beast whisked his tail in
the air and bellowed at him. Then he captured the
animal and pulled
it along by the ears and jammed its head into the pail, but
the calf gave a spring, sending the milk in a cloud of spray
over the deacon's shirt front. In trying to recapture the
beast, the deacon dropped his hymnbook out of his pocket,
and before he could rescue it the calf stepped both feet on
it and tore the cover off. The deacon got mad. He took a
hoop pole and belabored that calf. One end of the pole
struck the shed and, bounding up, knocked the deacon's plug
hat off. It rolled directly under the calf who set his foot
through the tile, and then went tearing around the yard with
his tail in the air and that hat fastened just above the
knuckle joint. The deacon went into the house, and as he
unbuckled his shirt-collar, he called out, "Maria, you go on
to church, and if anybody asks after me tell them I stayed
home to feed the calf!"
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