The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1873-07-17
RANDOM THOUGHTS.
BY THE EDITOR.


Dr. l. T. Monahan proposed some time
ago to take an excursion to the woods,
and on last Thursday We went. The
party consisted of the DR.. and his family,
his sister Lizzie, Mrs. DIR. A. B. Monahan
and her little son, and my wife and me-
We went in the Doctors fine new omni-
bus. to which he had attached a span of
cream colored horses, and Sam. Poindex-
ter was the driver. The DIR. and l took
our rifles, and Mrs Monahan had a
ions. We went out on the Chillicothe
road TO Buffalo Skull, and then up that
creek past the celebrated Anthony coal
banks. The road was horrible, and it
really ought to be repaired by some au-
thority
After we had passed the residence of
Charles McKinness, and when some six
or seven miles from town, we came to a
woods, embracing more than thousand
acres. The Doctor and got out, loaded
our rifles, and he turned to the left and l
to the right, while Sam took the balance
of the company to the creek beyond the
main woods After thorough securing
of the woods until near noon, we all got
together, and partook of an excellent
dinner, it was in beautiful, cool, shady
woods, and after dinner the DR. and
lay on the grass and had an hours pleas
ant talk, while the women folks gathered
moss, fern, wild flowers, &c. Then the
Dr. and had a number of rounds shoot
ing at mark.
Sam. hitched the horses, we all got in
the bus and went down the road short
distance and turned to the right, and
struck the Adelphia road near the resi-
dence of J. A. Sell Esq. Mr. Sell has
one of the finest barns in the county,
beautifully painted, and ventilator on
top that looks like the belfry on a church.
In fact, when we got in sight of it one of
the women inquired what church it was.
We soon reached The residence of Adam
Winfough, and stopped to get drink of
water. Mr.. Winfough was sitting in his
porch reading the STANDARD, which is
proof enough that he is an intelligent
man and good citizen. He brought us
out some good cold water. He said he
was over fifty years of age, and that he
had never loaded rife or revolver
He said he had been for some time
wrestling with the ague and the potato
bugs, but that he had got them both
down. l saw a young woman in the
house spinning on an old fashioned big
wheel l told Mr.. Winfough that could
spin On big wheel as well as she could.
1 do not know whether he fully believed
it OF not, but had not time to go in and
demonstrate the truth of the assertion.
We came on past Washington Church,
the residences of Allen McGhee, Green
Thompson, &c, and reached town before
| five clock.
l noticed that the crops looked re-
markably we'll On nearly all the farms
men and children were plowing and hoe
ing corn. Oats were heavy, and so was
grass There was but little fruit to be
seen.
We all had very pleasant day. The
DR.. is good company. Some years ago he
and debated the political issues all over
the county, and travelled together, and
became well acquainted, and warm per-
sonal friendship grew up between us.
do not know any man who is farther
from what deem right on most political
questions than l. T.; but he is bold,
honest, truthful and honorable man,
and such man will command respect,
even when in error
IF l had space l would like to refer to
several incidents of this pleasant excur-
sion, but must not l will only refer to
one, as rejecting upon our scccess as
hunters. Little "Artie," son of Dr. A. B.
Monahan, as a remarkably intelligent
and sprightly little fellow, some seven
or eight years of age. He knew that
there were chicken, bread and butter,
! cake, pie, &c, in the basket, but he de-
clared that he would eat none of these
he was going to eat squirrel. and nothing
else At dinner the crowd had joke on
him, as he did not eat squirrel, but partool1
heartily of the contents of the baskets
do not like to tell why he did not
have squirrel. 1t might reflect upon the
skill of the DIR. and myself as successful
squirrel hunters.
The people of Tampa county, Iowa,
have hit upon novel and effective man
ner of condoning for the rascality of their