125 years ago
march 19, 1886
Our esteemed contemporaries at Florence still maintain a breathless silence concerning the coal “discovery.” This grieves us greatly.
The Rock Island surveyors, who have been making a preliminary survey of this great trunk line through Kansas, were in town again Wednesday, buying stakes to complete their work through this county. When this road reaches Marion won’t we be “in town”, though?
We dropped into Mr. L.W. Folsom’s carpenter shop, on west Main street, the other day and found that he had recently doubled the capacity of his shop, and put in new machinery, which he was running with finely arranged horse power. Things were humming. L.W. is an excellent workman, and is full of business. He is finishing up Mr. Klauser’s residence, getting out frames for a dwelling on the hill for Mr. Hosea, and one for Mr. Cunningham; doing the wood work for Sharp’s big stone bath house, etc., and seeing that he was too busy to be bothered long, we noted these facts and hastened away.
Mrs. C.W. Williams and Miss Lizzie McCammon have opened a dressmaking establishment on the second floor of the Lockwood block, where they would be pleased to see ladies wishing work in their line.
About three hundred people visited the Mineral resort last Sunday. Judge Peyton, while there, was attacked with a severe headache which was speedily cured by drinking the water from the mineral well. When the new bathhouse is completed, he intends to bring his family here to enjoy and receive the benefits of the famous mineral resort.
Two carloads of furniture just received at Barrows & Tidyman’s crowd that establishment to its utmost capacity. They have a fine line of furniture, and if you want anything in their line, you’d better go while you can get a “pick.”
Noticing the fragile form of our friend W.S. Drake frequently passing in and out of mine host Hise’s hotel, we dropped in to see what it all meant, as we had heard of no famine at his house, and found him busy papering and painting the reception room to that popular hungry man’s resort.
One of the best, if not the best, rural literary societies in the county closed its sessions for the season at No. 2 (Antelope) last Wednesday night. We regret we could not accept Mr. Whittridge’s kind invitation to attend.
Mr. L.C. Richards called the other day and complained about never seeing his name in the RECORD. Mr. Richards is a mighty nice man, though unlike the writer, he is not remarkable for beauty.
Mr. W.W. Loveless returned Tuesday from Chicago where he had been to purchase spring stock, and now look out for a mammoth stock of fine goods.